[ when he comes out, it's actually quite romantic. there is a sheet laid out for him and plates, with tuna sandwiches, cut fruit and bottles of water for them both. Also a bowl of salad, obviously for Ignis.
It's a good way from the house, on a patch of land that gives them privacy but still a good look of the night sky. There are two candles burning merrily in their jars, too, and Noctis, waiting for him. ]
[A picnic under the stars? What an incredibly heterosexual friendship activity for two best buds to do together.]
You cooked.
[He's so surprised that he actually can't disguise or downplay his pleasure at the discovery of what's waiting for him; something simple yet special, and intended purely for him, candles and supper and Noctis.]
You're right, my dear master angler. This is very good bait to use when trying to hook an Ignis.
[ Apparently best buds who also suck face with each other at regular intervals, too? Noctis is smiling gently at him, gesturing him over and pulling him in by the collar to kiss him lightly in greeting. He's taken to doing that these days when they're alone, and it feels nice. It feels natural and good and everything that makes his heart flutter, and Noctis knows he's made the right decision.
He loves the look of surprise on his face, too, and he's bidding him to sit as he murmurs. ]
I flaked the tuna and added some spices to make it good -- saw you do that the other day, so.
[ He's pointing upwards, to the stars, the moon, smiling. ]
[ Noctis can feel his cheeks heat up at that smooth, languid praise, so sweetly offered, and he's sidling up to him, sliding an arm around his waist to keep Ignis close. ]
Let's be ambitious and look for all three.
[ He tells him, before letting go and reaching for the sandwiches. ]
I'm sorry it isn't a more exciting date. I'd love to take you everywhere I can.
Our lives are rather exciting enough already, don't you think?
[He leans into him easily, naturally, when the arm winds around him, and even when he's released he still stays close, absorbing some of Noct's ambient warmth as he settles in.]
Come now. I don't mind a quiet night out with the night sky.
[Whether he means the one overhead or the one at his side is anyone's guess.]
[ Well, when he puts it that way -- yeah, their lives are already pretty exciting, but so often it isn't in the good way. Noctis mulls over that briefly, before his arm finds its way back around him, the other hand already occupied with a tuna sandwich. ]
Night sky night sky, or night sky me?
[ Yeah, he knows what his name means, you nerd, and he always appreciates Ignis' love for puns and double entendres. Leaning against him contentedly, he settles in, musing privately at just how comfortable and right this feels, how much he feels for the man settling beside him. The candles flicker softly in their jars, and he raises his head to him expectantly, waiting for a kiss. ]
[And he'll get his kiss, indeed, but he starts with the forehead because sometimes Noctis is just too cute. And also he has a mouthful of tuna sandwich, or did in recent enough memory that the forehead is the better bet.]
...You're "one hell of a catch" yourself, Noct. You mean so much, not because of anything anyone has told you that you have to be, but just from who you are, in and of yourself.
[ Ignis' heartfelt words will always do him in, will always make his heart flutter, and Noctis doesn't even mind the forehead kiss because tuna kissings are just probably going to be really gross.
He's feeling the soft touch of his lips on his forehead, and his hand comes to curl in the front of his shirt, soft but firm. ]
Yeah?
[ Not a prince, not the future king, but of himself -- does Ignis love him for him, and not any other? Noctis thinks he does. and he's nuzzling against him, safe and happier than he ever remembers being. ]
How is it that you're always so good with things like these?
[ On the contrary, Noctis isn't so good at them, and he can't help but be charmed by the fact that Ignis has had a long time to articulate it when Noctis is fumbling for the words to describe his overwhelming emotions, how easy it is to fall in love with him, to want more.
And so Noctis is settling in to nestle against his shoulder now, looking up at the glittering stars in the cloudless night sky. ]
You'd spoil me, Iggy. I'd want to hear them all the time.
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im glad i got you and not anyone else
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well done, me
for managing to reel in an ignis
those are a near extinct species, you know.
[ A NEAR EXTINCT SPECIES OF BAE ]
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It's a good way from the house, on a patch of land that gives them privacy but still a good look of the night sky. There are two candles burning merrily in their jars, too, and Noctis, waiting for him. ]
Hey.
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You cooked.
[He's so surprised that he actually can't disguise or downplay his pleasure at the discovery of what's waiting for him; something simple yet special, and intended purely for him, candles and supper and Noctis.]
You're right, my dear master angler. This is very good bait to use when trying to hook an Ignis.
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He loves the look of surprise on his face, too, and he's bidding him to sit as he murmurs. ]
I flaked the tuna and added some spices to make it good -- saw you do that the other day, so.
[ He's pointing upwards, to the stars, the moon, smiling. ]
Look up, it's real gorgeous tonight.
[ And he wants to share this with him. ]
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[With a slight tilt of his head, he makes a visible show of giving Noct a once-over, then smiles and slides a little closer in toward his side.]
Who are we looking for, tonight? The anak and the archer? The pianist and his violinist? The cat prince and his brother?
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[ Noctis can feel his cheeks heat up at that smooth, languid praise, so sweetly offered, and he's sidling up to him, sliding an arm around his waist to keep Ignis close. ]
Let's be ambitious and look for all three.
[ He tells him, before letting go and reaching for the sandwiches. ]
I'm sorry it isn't a more exciting date. I'd love to take you everywhere I can.
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[He leans into him easily, naturally, when the arm winds around him, and even when he's released he still stays close, absorbing some of Noct's ambient warmth as he settles in.]
Come now. I don't mind a quiet night out with the night sky.
[Whether he means the one overhead or the one at his side is anyone's guess.]
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Night sky night sky, or night sky me?
[ Yeah, he knows what his name means, you nerd, and he always appreciates Ignis' love for puns and double entendres. Leaning against him contentedly, he settles in, musing privately at just how comfortable and right this feels, how much he feels for the man settling beside him. The candles flicker softly in their jars, and he raises his head to him expectantly, waiting for a kiss. ]
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[And he'll get his kiss, indeed, but he starts with the forehead because sometimes Noctis is just too cute. And also he has a mouthful of tuna sandwich, or did in recent enough memory that the forehead is the better bet.]
...You're "one hell of a catch" yourself, Noct. You mean so much, not because of anything anyone has told you that you have to be, but just from who you are, in and of yourself.
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He's feeling the soft touch of his lips on his forehead, and his hand comes to curl in the front of his shirt, soft but firm. ]
Yeah?
[ Not a prince, not the future king, but of himself -- does Ignis love him for him, and not any other? Noctis thinks he does. and he's nuzzling against him, safe and happier than he ever remembers being. ]
How is it that you're always so good with things like these?
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[He shifts them slightly, arranging it so that Noct can bring his head to rest on his shoulder if he likes.]
Most of it is just that I've had a long time to think about my feelings for you, so it's not altogether difficult to find words to express them with.
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And so Noctis is settling in to nestle against his shoulder now, looking up at the glittering stars in the cloudless night sky. ]
You'd spoil me, Iggy. I'd want to hear them all the time.