[ he recognises it immediately for what it is -- trust keith to still put him above himself, his sweet beloved boyfriend, ferocious but gentle as anything. he flushes, embarrassed, because he knows exactly what his keith is doing, how he's blaming himself and taking on the burden like any of this is his fault. he looks up at him, leaning into the comfort but wanting more than anything to be his comfort.
he's pressing soft kisses to his cheek, his lips, his nose, his hand resting over his bicep, over the burn and tattoo, unable to keep the love from blossoming anew in his heart. ]
No. I want all of you. All of this -- you survived every single one of them. I'm proud of you.
[ and he is. his warrior, his fighter, he's leaning down to capture his lips again, fiercer than he's ever been. he knows keith is often self-conscious, prepared to withdraw into himself to please the person he loves, but noctis will have none of that. noctis wants to protect him, wants to be by his side, and this? these scars are proof that keith is stronger than what had come for him.
even now, his keith is trying to protect him even from himself, and noctis shakes his head. ]
You never have to hide. Not an inch of you. [ his fingers come to toy with the braid, and he musters a soft smile, although it's a touch strained. strained, but genuine. ] I kind of like the new hairstyle, too.
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[ he recognises it immediately for what it is -- trust keith to still put him above himself, his sweet beloved boyfriend, ferocious but gentle as anything. he flushes, embarrassed, because he knows exactly what his keith is doing, how he's blaming himself and taking on the burden like any of this is his fault. he looks up at him, leaning into the comfort but wanting more than anything to be his comfort.
he's pressing soft kisses to his cheek, his lips, his nose, his hand resting over his bicep, over the burn and tattoo, unable to keep the love from blossoming anew in his heart. ]
No. I want all of you. All of this -- you survived every single one of them. I'm proud of you.
[ and he is. his warrior, his fighter, he's leaning down to capture his lips again, fiercer than he's ever been. he knows keith is often self-conscious, prepared to withdraw into himself to please the person he loves, but noctis will have none of that. noctis wants to protect him, wants to be by his side, and this? these scars are proof that keith is stronger than what had come for him.
even now, his keith is trying to protect him even from himself, and noctis shakes his head. ]
You never have to hide. Not an inch of you. [ his fingers come to toy with the braid, and he musters a soft smile, although it's a touch strained. strained, but genuine. ] I kind of like the new hairstyle, too.