Noctis rolled his eyes at all of their comments. Of course they'd have something to say about his virtue. "I should have you all tried for treason," he murmured against Prompto's lips before he kissed him back. Hopefully his friend would be able to know how grateful he was to him through the kiss.

Prompto had already broken the kiss when Gladio removed Ignis' glasses. He wasn't happy, but it still made Noctis smile. He happily took the glasses from the shield's hands and placed them on one of the nearby tables. "I'd rather be here with you guys before I head back into one of those political meetings again."

He almost regreted even thinking about the meetings again. They're just another reminder of the stresses he has to deal with. Running a kingdom was hard work, but rebuilding was an entirely different beast. At least he had his friends to help him with the task. Gladio's hand was leading him into another kiss and Noctis easily complied, eagerly kissing him back. He wass ready to forget about politics for the rest of the evening, hell, even the weekend if he could get away with it.