[ There's a brief conversation in the kitchen once Prompto totters his way into Gladiolus' bedroom, not even bothering to pretend like he's going to go home. Gladiolus, the bastard, doesn't even bother to help him tidy up in his own house, he just watches Ignis like a hawk, as if he's trying to emulate the creature emblazoned on his skin. Ignis stares him down a moment, eyebrow raised. Blessedly, it's short: Gladiolus telling him he's an idiot for waiting this long, Ignis grudgingly agreeing, promising to try and be better at this for Noctis' sake.
By the time he's done and is making his way up to the spare bedroom, sleepiness is pulling at him more than he'd like to admit. While it's not late, exactly, he does have to be up at dawn and usually falls asleep somewhere around eleven or midnight, so this isn't too early. With the heat of another body pressed against him, he thinks he'll sleep that much easier if his heart can get over the furious pounding that comes with realizing Noctis will be there.
Unsurprisingly, Noctis hasn't made it far. There's a blanket shaped lump and two shoes in the way when he comes in and Ignis resists the urge to roll his eyes, neatly plucking the blanket off. ]
Up, your royal sleepiness, I promise you'll be able to sleep the night away soon.
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By the time he's done and is making his way up to the spare bedroom, sleepiness is pulling at him more than he'd like to admit. While it's not late, exactly, he does have to be up at dawn and usually falls asleep somewhere around eleven or midnight, so this isn't too early. With the heat of another body pressed against him, he thinks he'll sleep that much easier if his heart can get over the furious pounding that comes with realizing Noctis will be there.
Unsurprisingly, Noctis hasn't made it far. There's a blanket shaped lump and two shoes in the way when he comes in and Ignis resists the urge to roll his eyes, neatly plucking the blanket off. ]
Up, your royal sleepiness, I promise you'll be able to sleep the night away soon.