LET'S PLAY {open post}

[nascere]

[ open. texts, messages, rp prompts and starters. gen & nsfw. ]

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[nascere]

Mmmm.

[ The young king hums contentedly, woozy and happy to press back against his hand. He's getting tired, and he's handing the water back to him as he yawns. That Ignis is coming closer is heartening, and he insinuates himself right by his side, under his adviser's arm. ]

So baby it is. I'm really tired, baby.

[broments]

[ Ah. He should have figured. Ignis delicately toes his shoes off and drops one leg and then the other over the side of the bed so he can drop them onto the ground. There's nothing for the outfit he's wearing but it's comfortable enough. ]

I'm not surprised in the slightest. If you want to get some rest, I'll be here when you wake and we can figure out something for you to eat.

[ His arm winds around Noctis' shoulders, scooting down enough that Noctis can brace his head against the line of a bicep, and Ignis can cradle him properly. Quieter, pressed into the mess of his hair, almost inaudible: ]

I am very glad that you're alright, darling.