[ Noctis perches on the other end of the seat, curled up in his blanket and just as tense. It's one thing to pretend this works -- it's another thing entirely to be caught out, and he's very, very aware of Ignis settling in beside him; and it's not like he has very far to go when it's a damn loveseat. He can feel the warmth of him, and not for the first time wishes Gladio hadn't ruined everything. He looks over at where he'd adjusted the suspender strap, and settles just on his end of it.
So that's that, he supposes with no small amount of disappointment. To draw close again is to acknowledge it, which is somewhere they don't actually get to cross now. Prompto and Gladio, on the other hand, are settled in comfortably as the movie starts up again. ]
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[ Noctis perches on the other end of the seat, curled up in his blanket and just as tense. It's one thing to pretend this works -- it's another thing entirely to be caught out, and he's very, very aware of Ignis settling in beside him; and it's not like he has very far to go when it's a damn loveseat. He can feel the warmth of him, and not for the first time wishes Gladio hadn't ruined everything. He looks over at where he'd adjusted the suspender strap, and settles just on his end of it.
So that's that, he supposes with no small amount of disappointment. To draw close again is to acknowledge it, which is somewhere they don't actually get to cross now. Prompto and Gladio, on the other hand, are settled in comfortably as the movie starts up again. ]