[ The times Ignis had left had been nothing short of torture, and perhaps he had left with them both knowing that there's little Noctis can do about it -- the king is not the only one that's hurting, and Ignis, too; Ignis must be in hell, fighting to keep it together every moment of every day.
Ignis doesn't breach the distance but Noctis does, closing the space between them, pressing his body up against his as he drapes an arm around his waist the way he always had a lifetime ago, when they had hoped, had dreamed for a day when they could be together out in the open. ] But that's okay. You've been hurting, too.
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[ The times Ignis had left had been nothing short of torture, and perhaps he had left with them both knowing that there's little Noctis can do about it -- the king is not the only one that's hurting, and Ignis, too; Ignis must be in hell, fighting to keep it together every moment of every day.
Ignis doesn't breach the distance but Noctis does, closing the space between them, pressing his body up against his as he drapes an arm around his waist the way he always had a lifetime ago, when they had hoped, had dreamed for a day when they could be together out in the open. ] But that's okay. You've been hurting, too.