[ is it a mom thing? do all pregnant people know that the gender of the baby or is it a special keith thing? noctis is very interested in pursuing this line of questioning, but his forehead's pressed to his and noctis is brimming with love for keith and he's feeling all the warm fuzzies because keith is too used to being on his own. he's too used to doing things himself and the look on his face when noctis eagerly volunteers makes his heart sing and ache at the same time.
he's not alone now -- he never will be. noctis will be with him every step of the way, walking together with his beloved man, loving him with every breath, every second of every day, like he'd vowed in front of hundreds, right there before he made keith his husband, and he will keep to that vow all his life.
he smiles right back, but then there's a wet nose pressed to his cheek, an impatient kosmo demanding kisses, and noctis is laughing when he turns, wrapping his arms around the wolf and hauling him up to give him plenty of kisses, scritching behind his ears. ]
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[ is it a mom thing? do all pregnant people know that the gender of the baby or is it a special keith thing? noctis is very interested in pursuing this line of questioning, but his forehead's pressed to his and noctis is brimming with love for keith and he's feeling all the warm fuzzies because keith is too used to being on his own. he's too used to doing things himself and the look on his face when noctis eagerly volunteers makes his heart sing and ache at the same time.
he's not alone now -- he never will be. noctis will be with him every step of the way, walking together with his beloved man, loving him with every breath, every second of every day, like he'd vowed in front of hundreds, right there before he made keith his husband, and he will keep to that vow all his life.
he smiles right back, but then there's a wet nose pressed to his cheek, an impatient kosmo demanding kisses, and noctis is laughing when he turns, wrapping his arms around the wolf and hauling him up to give him plenty of kisses, scritching behind his ears. ]
Oh, you -- who's a good boy!