And here I thought you would have a house covered in decorative throws and pillows, for aesthetic purposes.
[ Ignis says it very, very casually, and maybe it's the few beers Gladiolus has had, or maybe it's the generally relaxed air but Gladiolus doesn't hesitate when he responds:
Nah, that's more Prom's thing than me.
Prompto doesn't notice, but Ignis certainly does and he lifts an eyebrow, watching Gladiolus the whole time as he adjusts the blanket that he knows Gladiolus didn't purchase. It's entirely worth it for the way Gladiolus' eyes go wide and then he turns his attention right back to the screen, not willing to get into that particular discussion right now.
Pleased that he's right (and well aware there's no throwing stones when your own house is very, very much made of glass) he takes a sip of the coffee mixed with coffee liqueur that Prompto had picked up for him. It's quite good, even better heated, shockingly. It doesn't really go with kale chips, but he isn't going to complain about that or the chill. ]
I'm quite -- warm enough, please don't worry.
[ Quite warm, indeed. Ignis doesn't flinch at the hand on his knee, but oh, he is aware of it like a brand pressed into skin, like having his heart isn't enough, Noctis has to leave marks on him everywhere. Delicately (because there's no where else to put his arm, of course) he curls it around the back of the chair so Noctis can settle in. ]
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[ Ignis says it very, very casually, and maybe it's the few beers Gladiolus has had, or maybe it's the generally relaxed air but Gladiolus doesn't hesitate when he responds:
Nah, that's more Prom's thing than me.
Prompto doesn't notice, but Ignis certainly does and he lifts an eyebrow, watching Gladiolus the whole time as he adjusts the blanket that he knows Gladiolus didn't purchase. It's entirely worth it for the way Gladiolus' eyes go wide and then he turns his attention right back to the screen, not willing to get into that particular discussion right now.
Pleased that he's right (and well aware there's no throwing stones when your own house is very, very much made of glass) he takes a sip of the coffee mixed with coffee liqueur that Prompto had picked up for him. It's quite good, even better heated, shockingly. It doesn't really go with kale chips, but he isn't going to complain about that or the chill. ]
I'm quite -- warm enough, please don't worry.
[ Quite warm, indeed. Ignis doesn't flinch at the hand on his knee, but oh, he is aware of it like a brand pressed into skin, like having his heart isn't enough, Noctis has to leave marks on him everywhere. Delicately (because there's no where else to put his arm, of course) he curls it around the back of the chair so Noctis can settle in. ]