[ He's absolutely going to have them give him that video when it's over with. Not to delete, but because Noctis seeing this (in private) promises to be amusing in and of itself. Everything else is committed to memory; Noctis grabbing the wedding photograph, where Ignis' eyes are wide and his hands are clasping Noctis' arms in surprise as he's kissed within an inch of his life.

There's no revelations to gain from it; Noctis doesn't do more than stare, but the way he's doing it is terribly endearing, like he can't believe his eyes. ]

I assure you, there was nothing particularly chaste about our relationship leading up to the wedding. [ Dry dry dry. Ignis leans down and presses a lingering kiss to Noctis' lips, heedless of morning breath - or post surgery breath, as the case may be. Another kiss is pressed to the tip of his nose and then his forehead and Ignis draws away so he can keep carding fingers through his hair. ] If you'd like to get rest, I wouldn't hold it against you as entertaining as your wide-eyed awe is.