[ They haven't talked about it, not properly how they probably should have but Ignis also hasn't made any secret of his efforts. They've been too busy to well and truly try to handle everything via conversation alone. Besides, the king had larger things to focus on than just this, and Ignis was just as much his shield as Gladiolus, just in a different way.
Noctis reaches for the box and Ignis resists the urge to say anything, instead taking a long, slow drink of his coffee while Noctis takes in the sight of it. No doubt he's putting everything together - all the times Ignis had been at the jeweler, the gossip articles about it. Ignis presses a kiss to his shoulder and then --
Oh.
That wasn't one of the anticipated reactions by any means. Ignis stills a moment, halting the knee-jerk reaction of disbelief and hurt and instead flattens a hand over one of Noctis' where he's closed the box. ]
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Noctis reaches for the box and Ignis resists the urge to say anything, instead taking a long, slow drink of his coffee while Noctis takes in the sight of it. No doubt he's putting everything together - all the times Ignis had been at the jeweler, the gossip articles about it. Ignis presses a kiss to his shoulder and then --
Oh.
That wasn't one of the anticipated reactions by any means. Ignis stills a moment, halting the knee-jerk reaction of disbelief and hurt and instead flattens a hand over one of Noctis' where he's closed the box. ]
What is it?