I might. [ Noctis is twisted into Gladio's lap and he's facing him, which should be nice, but then that means he gets a good look at the prince's face. He tries keeping his face down, but there are two fingers tilting his chin up and Noctis knows he's beginning to turn red.
Maybe Gladio will think he's blushing because they're so close together. ]
You're already doing your job. [It's said softly and he gives the other man's hand a squeeze. He's trying to be reassuring. Maybe eventually, through the grace of the The Six, Gladio would drop it.
He leans forward and presses his lips to against the other's. Maybe he'll distract him.]
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Maybe Gladio will think he's blushing because they're so close together. ]
You're already doing your job. [It's said softly and he gives the other man's hand a squeeze. He's trying to be reassuring. Maybe eventually, through the grace of the The Six, Gladio would drop it.
He leans forward and presses his lips to against the other's. Maybe he'll distract him.]