[Ignis draws in a startled breath when Gladio presses the kiss against his fingers. The gesture isn't unwelcome; he was just expecting a lot of things and none of them were that. There is just enough time for him to start feeling the warmth blossom in his chest and then Gladio launches his attack. A small shriek of surprise that Ignis will never admit to follows and then he's fighting for his life to escape...
...or at least to not send them both sprawling off the log they are seated on while he gets away from those devilish hands.]
Traitor!
[The word is gasped out between muffled bursts of laughter. Noctis. Prompto. Where are you when he needs you?]
no subject
...or at least to not send them both sprawling off the log they are seated on while he gets away from those devilish hands.]
Traitor!
[The word is gasped out between muffled bursts of laughter. Noctis. Prompto. Where are you when he needs you?]