( buy another one, noctis, you spoiled prince. keith shoots him a look, always remiss to be wasteful, already knowing from years of experience how best to get stains out of clothes. of course, it's never been lipstick before, but - he'd be a horrible housewife if he didn't at least try.
the thought has him chuckling a bit to himself, but then noctis scoops him up and he yelps, grasping his arms around his neck. )
Noct—
( he scolds, but then they're leaving and keith can't finish it, or he risks blowing their whole cover. instead, he just ducks his head into noctis' neck, ignoring the looks they're doubtlessly getting, relieved once he feels the cool night air on his skin, and then the safety of the regalia enclosing them. keith makes no attempt at getting off of noctis, and in fact just plops down in his lap, giving gladio the room to stretch out beside them. he makes a passing comment about them apparently making up, but keith doesn't give him a lot of attention. he's more or less dozing in noctis' lap, palming under his suit jacket and digging into the warmth of him, the baby happily nudging around between them as they speed off to the hotel. noctis and keith have their own room booked for the night of course, and keith is dreaming about it, while ignis lists off the findings of their successful mission.
it really was a shortsighted mistake for keith to demand coming - he isn't even listening to the debrief. he's just breathing softly, hotly on noctis' collar, mostly asleep in a matter of moments. )
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the thought has him chuckling a bit to himself, but then noctis scoops him up and he yelps, grasping his arms around his neck. )
Noct—
( he scolds, but then they're leaving and keith can't finish it, or he risks blowing their whole cover. instead, he just ducks his head into noctis' neck, ignoring the looks they're doubtlessly getting, relieved once he feels the cool night air on his skin, and then the safety of the regalia enclosing them. keith makes no attempt at getting off of noctis, and in fact just plops down in his lap, giving gladio the room to stretch out beside them. he makes a passing comment about them apparently making up, but keith doesn't give him a lot of attention. he's more or less dozing in noctis' lap, palming under his suit jacket and digging into the warmth of him, the baby happily nudging around between them as they speed off to the hotel. noctis and keith have their own room booked for the night of course, and keith is dreaming about it, while ignis lists off the findings of their successful mission.
it really was a shortsighted mistake for keith to demand coming - he isn't even listening to the debrief. he's just breathing softly, hotly on noctis' collar, mostly asleep in a matter of moments. )