She leaned against her chocobo as she waited for her lover to arrive. A grin split across her face as she saw him and the others pull up.
“It’s about time!” She’d call as they clamber out of the car. The rest stay by the car while their legs readjust to standing, but Gladio makes a bee line for her.
When he arrives at her side, she pushes herself up from where she rested and wrapped her arms around him in a hug as he literally swept her off her feet. A laugh bubbles out of her and she presses a chaste kiss to his lips.
“It’s good to see you.” He’d breath in her mouth as she pulls away. Then he’d chuckle, letting her back to the ground.
“Come now, we only have the day, so let’s go!” She’d start tugging him along, the smile never leaving her face. And he would follow her over to Wiz to collect his Chocobo for the day. Then they’re off. Gladio knew that leaving the prince’s side wasn’t very safe, but he trusted Ignis to keep them all out of trouble until he was back. It was as she said after all. They only had the day.
They race through the hills and dart pass any enemy they cross, and are filled with an almost wild glee when they end up racing each other back to the post when the sun stars setting. They don’t speak during any of their wildness. Actons have always meant more to them. And the teasing touches and challenging glances they gave each other were enough to convey everything meaningful they wanted to say. I missed you. I love you. And upon arriving back, they give their Chocobo’s back to Wiz, and Gladio bids goodbye to his bird.
“See ya Ruffles.” He’s says with a fond smile.
Beside him she snickers, and he picks up on something…devious. “You named him Ruffles?”
He raises an eyebrow at her, “Yes. Why, what’s your’s name?”
She looks him dead in they eye, fully aware of the implications of what she was about to say, and smirks, “Gladio.”
He can’t help the booming laugh that leaves him. He doesn’t say goodbye, but merely pulls her in for another kiss before her has to go back to his duty.
Imagine Final Fantasy 