[ ah, that's where they're at. noctis is coming over now, drawing close to him and moving around to take him into his arms, delicately setting the butter knife aside. keith's definitely given this one hell of a lot of thought, and the genuine vulnerability in his words make him soften.

they're not going to fight, not again. no shouting, no freaking out. he cups his face now, urging keith to look up at him. keith is right, on all counts; now that he's married, he can't just go out willy-nilly and get himself into trouble the way he had before.

he has a husband and their child, and he's leaning down to press a kiss to his lips, soft and gentle and designed to soothe. ]

Nothing will happen to me, I promise. And you're right. I have a responsibility to you and our kid. I'm sorry I got mad at you earlier.