Noctis: It hadn’t been a fight originally. His S/O was only expressing concern for a few injuries he had sustained, and some of the choices he was making. But one could only hear so much ‘concern’ before snapping. And snap he did.
It happened after a particularly hard battle with MTs, with one too many close calls for all of their group. Setting up camp and settling in was quieter than usual, muted. Everyone lost in their own thoughts. Perhaps, if Noctis had been paying attention, he’d have noticed his S/O was more on edge than usual. But he didn’t and when they mentioned that they had been worried about him and scared, he’d ended up yelling at them to back off. They, instead of yelling back like they normally would, only agreed and left his side to go think by themselves.
It was only by chance that Prompto noticed as Noctis’ S/O walked by him that they were furiously rubbing at their eyes, trying to hide their tears. He mentioned it to Noctis in a offhand comment, which of course startled Noctis. It wasn’t unusual for the couple to anger each other, but normally they’d part ways for a bit, cool off, and reconcile. He’d never made them CRY before.
So he’d go find them, and just sit by them, waiting for the right words to come to him. He’d start by apologizing, and state that he was in the wrong for yelling at them for being worried about him. But then he’d bluntly ask what was bothering them, as they aren’t the sensitive type. Depending on their reason, Noctis would probably feel worse for yelling, and apologize again, circling his arms around them and just sitting with them until they felt like going back to the camp.
Prompto: Sunshine child is a bit clumsy in battle. And much to his S/O’s dismay, he rarely tries to correct himself. No matter how much they plead with him to be more careful, it seems to fall on deaf ears. They were at their wit’s end, and all’s it took was one more fight, and a joke about how he got hurt again. They grabbed his hand and dragged him away after excusing them both from the others with an almost too sweet smile. (They, upon seeing that look on their face, decided to stay out of it.) Once they were an acceptable distance away, they would start chewing him out for making them worry all the time, and then having the nerve to JOKE about it.
Eventually, as they’re talking their voice starts to waver and tears start to trickle down their face and eventually they have to stop talking. Because the reason they’re upset is they don’t want to lose him, and it scares them so deeply to think of that as a possibility.
Upon seeing how distraught they are, he’d panic mildly and wave his hands. He didn’t mean it that way, he just genuinely didn’t think that they were so worried about him. Please don’t be sad! (At which they’d fire back that they weren’t crying because they were sad, they’re crying because they’re ANGRY. Cue the Chocobo fluff becoming even more confused.)
Eventually, since he wouldn’t know what else to do, he’d just latch onto them and not let go even if they tried pushing him away, while repeatedly apologizing. And though still angry, they’d stop trying to push him away and plead, one more time, for him to be more careful. (And this time he’d listen.)
Gladiolus: He has never been one to let someone tear themselves down. And he knew that his S/O had trouble with seeing themselves in a positive light. But enough was enough. It would happen on a date, with his S/O making one self depreciating joke too many. He’d stop where he was, and look for the nearest private area and literally pick them up and carry them to have a talk.
They’d lightly swat at him to put them down, and he’d oblige, but he’d block the way out of their little spot until they listened to him. He’d start off sweetly, trying to convince them that they’s the opposite of what all they said. But that would back fire and they’d deny it repeatedly and, of all things, insult themselves. That’d be the last straw for Gladiolus. He yell at them to LISTEN to him, because they’re perfect, they’re amazing, they’re so kind and strong, and ‘just listen to me damn it!’
They’d try to quiet him down, a slight shake setting into their hands. (Hardly anyone said such things about them, and especially not so loudly.) He’d probably reply that he didn’t care who heard, because it was the truth, continuing to yell just to try and get the point across. And it would in a round about way. An almost broken sob would leave his s/o’s throat and they’d bury their head against him to hide from the world, desperately wanting to believe what he said. He’d let them hide, if only to let his words fully sink in. Besides, sometimes letting someone cry until they couldn’t cry anymore helped. (Though he’d feel guilty for making his S/O cry in the first place.) He’d just stand there and hold them, rubbing their back comfortingly until they were ready to face the world again.
Ignis: He was waiting for them to wake up, sitting on the edge of their bed and refusing to leave, no matter how many hours passed. They had fallen ill sometime ago, but had neglected to tell anyone. The only reason the group found out they were sick was because they passed out in the Regalia. (Even then they had just thought that they had gone to sleep. It was when they wouldn’t wake up they had realized they had passed out.)
Luckily, they had potions on hand and remedies. And after treating them left them lying on one of the hotel beds to rest and wake up in their own time. The other had gone out to explore the town, but Ignis?
Ignis needed to have a word with his S/O.
So when his S/O began to climb back into wakefulness, he asked how they felt. And though their head pounded and everything hurt still, they knew what was coming and instead of responding tried to hide under the pillows. This seemed to upset Ignis (Read: Anger) and he began to try and force them out from their hiding place. While he tugged at the blanket he began to list all the reasons of how irresponsible it had been to keep their condition from the group and how he had half a mind to leave them in with Iris since they couldn’t trust the group enough to tell them when they were sick.
Of course that’s when the others came back in. Prompto stated that he was being to hard on them, and that if they hadn’t gotten out of bed on their own, they probably still needed rest. Which was a mistake. Because somehow it escalated from there into a full blown argument between all of them. To the point where even Ignis was shouting.
Ignis’ S/O would feel so bad, they wouldn’t be able to stop themself from crying. They managed to stay silent for the most part, but eventually the four quieted down, and their sniffles could be heard by all of them. The other three would leave, stating that they had things to talk about. They’d apologize for hiding being sick, and for starting the argument that just occurred. Ignis would sit behind them and rub circles in their back, stating it was his fault that it had happened, he’d let his emotions get the better of him. He’d explain that he’d been terrified when they wouldn’t wake, and would ask that it not happen again. (Of course his S/O agreed.)
They’d both just lay there, Ignis comforting his S/O through the guilt they felt.
Imagine Final Fantasy 