Ignis and Gladio had their... understanding. In the end, Noct was something vastly important to the both of them, in many ways. Whatever lied between himself and Ignis he wouldn't have put a name on it, even if pushed, because he damn well didn't know. But certain things had been discussed, agreed upon. Noct had been one of them.
Gladio looked down to Noct as his savior the other slid right up to him, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Hey." He gestured with his chin towards Ignis. "I don't think he's going anywhere soon." But he did glance around, a brow lifting. "Where's your little blond shadow?" A broad hand slipped around Noct, hidden by the crowd, and might have pushed things a little with a squeeze to his arse. Hadn't forgotten their text messages, after all.
"Yeah, doesn't really look like it. Careful. He may end up taking a liking to that guy over you," Noctis teased before shrugging. "No idea. He left before I woke up this morning. Probably running around taking pictures."
And hopefully not getting himself in trouble.
The feel of Gladio's hand slipping down and squeezing his arse like that has Noctis shifting, pressing closer to the other man's side as he gently elbows him.
"I think I could take that guy," Gladio said with a faux hairy eyeball glance over the skinny man Ignis was chatting with before smirking easily, shaking his head. "Kid's a scrappy thing. Should be able to take care of himself as long as he stays inside the city."
Unsurprisingly, that elbowing got a laugh out of Gladio, low and just for the younger man beside him. "Well, where can I start it?" he winked, then used his grip to steer Noct away from Ignis and his cookbook club to head back in the vague direction of the hotel. "Unless, of course, you've got something else you wanna do right now?"
He arched an eyebrow in Noct's direction, offering his prince the option of doing... whatever, or to the hells with it, go back towards the hotel and have their fun until one of the others comes back. "Or are we waiting on Iggs?" Eyebrow waggle from a grin.
"I'm pretty sure you could take just about anyone," he drawled, glancing over at the man and Ignis as well. Hell, that guy probably couldn't even handle Ignis. His gaze shifts back to Gladio and he playfully rolls his eyes. "Assuming he stays in the city. You know how he gets when he gets the urge to take photos of something."
The prince allows himself to be steered along, enjoying the warmth of Gladio beside him, the press of his body against the older man's.
Yeah. They definitely needed to not be on the street.
"He can catch up," the prince murmured, lazily draping an arm around the other man's waist. "Let's go back to the hotel."
Ignis was a damn fine fighter, so no, he probably couldn't. The thought brought out a chuckle though, tilting his head to look down at Noct from the corner of his eye with an easy smirk on his lips. "Huh. Didn't realize my texts got you so riled up." The smirk grew and he picked up his pace, which knew it would force the shorter prince to speed walk to keep up.
Gladio walked into the room first, and the moment Noct had the door shut, he rounded on him, practically pinning him to it. "So, you saved me, hero. How do I repay you?" While it was clearly teasing, playful even, there was a glint in his eye and a husk in his voice that suggested Noct had a full range of 'rewards' due.
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Gladio looked down to Noct as
his saviorthe other slid right up to him, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Hey." He gestured with his chin towards Ignis. "I don't think he's going anywhere soon." But he did glance around, a brow lifting. "Where's your little blond shadow?" A broad hand slipped around Noct, hidden by the crowd, and might have pushed things a little with a squeeze to his arse. Hadn't forgotten their text messages, after all.no subject
And hopefully not getting himself in trouble.
The feel of Gladio's hand slipping down and squeezing his arse like that has Noctis shifting, pressing closer to the other man's side as he gently elbows him.
"Don't start that here, asshole."
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Unsurprisingly, that elbowing got a laugh out of Gladio, low and just for the younger man beside him. "Well, where can I start it?" he winked, then used his grip to steer Noct away from Ignis and his cookbook club to head back in the vague direction of the hotel. "Unless, of course, you've got something else you wanna do right now?"
He arched an eyebrow in Noct's direction, offering his prince the option of doing... whatever, or to the hells with it, go back towards the hotel and have their fun until one of the others comes back. "Or are we waiting on Iggs?" Eyebrow waggle from a grin.
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"I'm pretty sure you could take just about anyone," he drawled, glancing over at the man and Ignis as well. Hell, that guy probably couldn't even handle Ignis. His gaze shifts back to Gladio and he playfully rolls his eyes. "Assuming he stays in the city. You know how he gets when he gets the urge to take photos of something."
The prince allows himself to be steered along, enjoying the warmth of Gladio beside him, the press of his body against the older man's.
Yeah. They definitely needed to not be on the street.
"He can catch up," the prince murmured, lazily draping an arm around the other man's waist. "Let's go back to the hotel."
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Gladio walked into the room first, and the moment Noct had the door shut, he rounded on him, practically pinning him to it. "So, you saved me, hero. How do I repay you?" While it was clearly teasing, playful even, there was a glint in his eye and a husk in his voice that suggested Noct had a full range of 'rewards' due.