yelps as Prompto snaps a selfie. I straighten up No funny business, just give him the damn letter. huffs

“No promises!” He singsongs, stopping a few yards away from you. He grins and on his camera pulls up the selfie he took with you moments before. “Come on! He’d love this.”

He then waves the camera in the air at you with the letter.

Fluffy ravus headcanons? ;v;

Ravus has one of those tiny cute sneezes. Which is why you never hear him sneeze. He hides it by just suddenly walking off in the middle of a conversation and going to his quarters or somewhere he can be alone and sneeze in peace. He’s terribly embarrassed of it.

Much to everyone’s surprise, he does have a hobby. It’s drawing. He can craft the most beautiful portraits if given enough time. He’ll spends weeks on one drawing, and it very meticulous about the details. But he is also very shy about this hobby, and no one has ever seen a finished piece.But if one went into his quarters, they might be privileged enough to get a glimpse of a work in progress on his desk.

He used to have a nervous habit of twirling a strand of hair around his fingers when his hair got longer. But he grew out of it. Or so he tells everyone. (If you hang around him enough, you’ll notice that he still does play with the strands when distracted.) (Also, if he has an s/o, he’d actually end up playing with the strands of their hair instead should they be close enough.)

When Ravus is drunk he actually lets his wit shine through. Honestly, he could probably out pun Ignis, but he would also not remember it in the morning.

He has a good luck charm, given to him by his mother. It’s a small, and delicate, Sylleblossom pin. He has it pinned to the inside of his jacket, so only he can see it when he absolutely needs to.

To those he cares for, he is very gentle. Almost comically so. If he was to hold their hand, his grip would be feather light and soft, almost as if he was afraid of holding it any tighter.

All in all, he has a very soft personality that is hidden very deeply. If he’d grown up under his mother, he’d probably be one of the most compassionate people in the world.

hmm… not sure if you’ve done this before but how about the bros with s/o they’ve known since childhood who realize they’re in love with them only after they rescue them from kidnapping and gets hurt in the process?

Noctis:

He’s waiting for them to wake up, to tell them how much they mean to him.
It had been late in the day when he gets a phone call from their phone, right before the sun dips below the horizon.
He answers and expects their cheerful voice to be the one on the line.
Instead, he’s met with the voice of someone who holds a grudge against his father for letting the empire take so much.
Their act of revenge? Taking away someone they know he values.
The phone call ends when he hears their voice shouting for him to stay away.
Instead, he goes to Ignis and lets him know that his friend is in danger.
No one argues, each of them eager to save them. They drive all through the night to the place he last knew they had been, and start from there.
It takes them three days. Three days of the absoute worse scenarios running through his head of what’s befalling them.
So when they finally track down their captors, he unleashes hell. Even though it’s nighttime, the air is lit up with each of their attacks.
But he doesn’t notice the sharp shooter stationed above them on a nearby ridge.
But his dear friend knows. Even though they’re weaponless and in pain, they make the choice to protect the prince.
The shot rings out as the last kidnapper falls to them, and they all freeze. Each of them are eyeing each other with panic.
Who was that meant for?
But then he sees them standing behind him, facing out into the night air with an expression of concentration.
Prompto is the first to see the glint of a gun, and shouts, “Sniper!"
He fires before the other moves, knowing he’s the only one to make the shot.
And when they’re all sure the danger has passed, they all smile at one another.
The happiness doesn’t last.
His friend suddenly crumples, and none are near enough to catch them before they hit the ground.
Their eyes are fluttering closed as they press their hands to their stomach.
It’s a close call. They almost lose them in the time it takes them to dig out a potion.
They hadn’t awoke though.
They had set up camp and were just waiting for them.
What had given Noctis time to think.
He thought about how terrified and upset he’d been during the days they had been searching for them.
The elation he felt when they had reached them before anything truely horrendus had happened.
The utter terror he felt when they had fallen to the ground and nearly vanished from his life forever.
He needed to tell them everything.
Maybe then they’d understand that his feelings had progressed to something beyond friendship.
So much so, that he’d told the others that they would be traveling with them from now on. Clearly, someone had let it slip that they were important to him. Too important to be out of sight.
~
They do wake up, and he does tell them after helping them sit up.
They don’t respond at first, and Noctis can slowly feel his heart sinking.
But then they lean forward and press a kiss to his cheek.
"It’s about damn time.”
(They’re super pissed about having no choice in staying, but can’t find it in their heart to stay angry at the prince.)

Prompto:

It was supposed to be a nice day outside. One of the few times they were all together again.
They were one of his friends from before…Well, Noctis. One he had lost contact with when the city fell.
It was the first time they’d all gotten to see each other after bumping into each other in Galdin Quay of all places.
So when the MT’s attacked, it was wholly unwelcome.
Even more so when they realized that their target was THEM.
They didn’t even think to question why they were after them, choosing to focus only on defending.
But they were over whelmed, and beaten. Prompto tried his best to hold onto them, as they had found their way into each others arms as they fell into unconsciousness.
He drifted in and out of consciousness, aware he was grasping them tightly one moment, feeling them jerked away from him the next, and watching them fight as best they could from their place over a MT’s shoulders in the last.
He passed out fully then, waking only hours later after a phoenix down was used on him.
They set out to find their taken friend, even getting Aranea’s help on locating where the ship was.
Noctis warped over and gained the rest of them access.
Ignis was the one sneaking around to find them while they caused as big of a distraction as they could on the ship.
Upon finding them, Gladio gave the signal for them all to get off. He was going to crash this thing into the sea. (He does and barely makes it out, but it was kind of fun to him.)
They’d been in their hands for less than 24 hours, but clearly they had fought tooth and nail to escape.
They were out cold, and Ignis guessed that it was because they had been drugged after not settling down.
So they wait. And sure enough, they wake up.
Without thinking his arms are wrapped around them, and he’s babbling about how scared he was and that they weren’t allowed to do that ever again and that he’s probably never going to let them out of his arms ever again so they should get comfy-
They’d rest their head on his shoulder and laugh, and it’d send chills up his back because he can feel their breath on his neck.
He doesn’t really get around to telling them, but he does indeed realize that he really loves them.
(They guess though, since he literally doesn’t let them out of his arms for very long while they’re with him.)

Gladiolus:

It’s in the form of a note left in Lestallum with Iris.
Apparently, they’d been on a hunt alone, and taken unawares by opportunists. Ones who were convinced that since they knew how to fight and spoke with the same refined accent as Ignis, they must have been someone important before the city fell.
And though they hadn’t wanted to say anything, after the fourth day they had cracked, and mentioned Gladio’s name as their friend, and mentioning he’s from a noble house.
The note also says that they refused to say which house he was from and mentioned that he wasn’t going to come for them. So they were going to test that by asking Gladio to bring them enough Gil for their ransom.
If he doesn’t bring it they’re dead.
Like hell he’s going to leave his friend with them. Considering they were Iris’ friend too, she asks to come with.
(There’s such a startling look in her eye that he allows it.)
But the time line. They had until the morning of the 8th day of them being held hostage. It was now the seventh day, and he curses himself.
They quickly gather what they need for an assault, because there’s no way in hell he’s giving them money and letting them get away with this.
(He also a little freaked out about what they meant by ‘they broke on the fourth day’. Were they hurt?)
They all pile into the car and go to where they wanted to meet him, and he goes alone. Or so it seems. Truthfully, the others are somewhere sneaking in behind him.
The first sight he gets of them has him seeing red.
They’re laying on the ground knocked out, black and blue. He can make out half healed cuts and a possible broken arm. (He can’t bear to look at their hands.)
He states that he’s hear for them, and then lashes out instead.
The other join in the fray and the kidnappers are overwhelmed. Most flee. But the leader?
He’s on the ground at Iris’ feet, an almost too sugary sweet smile on her face.
He scoops his friend off the ground and they leave to go back to Lestallum to allow them to recover after being healed.
When they awake, it’s from a nightmare. They swing at Gladio and he has to restrain them without hurting them because they’re fighting too violently and won’t listen to reason.
Iris steps in and her face snaps them out of their waking dream.
They don’t go into too much detail, and apologize for the trouble, letting a mask slip back over their face.
He gets upset that they’re just going to pretend it didn’t happen.
He asks to speak to them alone, and the others leave.
It is then he confesses that while he didn’t realize it before, seeing them on the ground had forced him to confront that he cared for them.
They sniffle, and say they didn’t want to be a distraction and had forced their own feelings away.
He spends the rest of the day just cradling them. He’d figure out everything else later, but for now, he was content with them in his arms.

Ignis:

He’s a little shocked when he finds their phone abandoned on a haven. And then he grows concerned when the last thing in the memory is a video of them during the night, recording themself.
They look disheveled, more so than he’d ever seen them. And it seemed like they hadn’t slept in days.
They speak quickly into the camera of someone following them. Of the paranoia they felt.
“If I go missing, please. Find who did this.”
They then set their phone down, hidden but with a clear view and wait their attacker. And it turns out they weren’t parinoid. Someone does come for them.
They fight tooth and nail, but whoever this was had an advantage. They were clearly well rested compared to them, and had been planning this.
So they, in an unexpected move, rip off their mask and start listing details. Committing them to memory the attacker must assume, but truthfully, it was for the camera recording to pick up. Ignis turns off the video, and gets to work.
It turns out, there’s a string of missing people that match his friends description. But this is the first time one of them was smart enough to leave a clue behind.
He hurries to find them when they mention that when these missing people were found, none were alive.
He takes the others with him to comb through the woods where they had slain deadeye, because that’s where most of the bodies had turned up. At first people had assumed it was the beast at work, but after a group of hunters had slain it (Cough cough) the real reason behind the bodies was revealed.
It is there they find them, one the ground and limp, pale as death and barely breathing.
They get them up and heal them as best they can, waiting for them to awaken, or for the person who took them to return.
Upon waking up, they grab onto Ignis’ sleeve, like they had when they were younger, and says nothing.
When they calm own, they let go and say that the man left them for dead because the wouldn’t shout in pain no matter what he did.
Ignis just gathers them into his arms and holds them, because they are shaking rather badly.
He loves them, he has know this for a while. This is just the first time he’s forced to acknowledge it. He knows that they cannot be anything more than friends. But he allows himself this. Holding them until the fear disappears.
(He also swears, that he’s going to hunt down the man who did this and ensure he never does it again.)

Scenarios for when the Chocobros crush falls asleep on them and doesn’t realize while she’s asleep that she cuddles against them and mumbles how much they like them in their sleep? :3 Take your time with the requests, your blog is awesome!

Noctis:

He freezes when he heard the words leave their mouth in a whisper.
They had been watching a movie, and at some point in time his crush had ended up leaning against him, and allowed him to have his arm draped over their shoulders.
He slowly turns his head, his face dusted with pink. Maybe he had imagined it?
But then they say it again, followed by how much they love his smile and how they wished he’d smile more often.
He tries to meet their eyes after shifting in such a way that they’re facing each other while they’re still rested against him.
They’re asleep. A part of him is relieved that they aren’t awake to witness how flustered he’s getting.
Another part of him is disappointed that they likely wouldn’t remember that they basically told him they liked him.
He plots for the next day, to surprise them with a date and officially asking them out.

Prompto:

It started out with simply laying with each other in the park, cloud watching. He’d occasionally take a few picture, but soon, the sky lulled them both into a doze.
But he’s startled awake when suddenly, he finds an arm draped over him and his crush pulling him closer to them.
They nestle into his side and he can’t help but to let out a slight squeak of embarrassment. What would they do when they woke up and found him awake, and them asleep, and they were sooo close and-
They suddenly say they like him.
He blinks and he’s stunned for a moment. They say it again, and as if to emphasis their point, cuddle even closer to him.
He hesitantly wraps his arms around them and pull them just as close, resting his chin in their hair. They mutter once more that they like him.
He just lets them lay together after that, enjoying it while he can. He lets himself imagine that they were awake, and this would end in happily ever after for him. But he can’t keep pretending, and sighed, allowing himself to stop his daydreaming.
“Do you mean it I wonder?” He asks quietly.
“Yes.” Comes an unexpected response.
He jumps about a mile in the air and asks when they had woken up.
They grin and state they when he grabbed them they had woken, but didn’t want to stop cuddling him.
“I meant it Prompto.”

Gladiolus:

They’re concussed, clearly.
A training session gone wrong from earlier today maybe? Because there’s no way in hell that that confession was for him.
They were laying on his living room floor together, both tired from their days. Their head was on his shoulder and they were so close, he could feel their breath on his neck.
He knew he should have woken them and let the move away, but honestly, he didn’t have the heart or determination to interrupt their sleep.
And he’d gone and heard something not meant for him, no matter how much he wishes it was.
But then they speak again, and say his name this time, and his heart flutters in his chest before he can stop it.
He should wake them up, he tells himself, they don’t know what they’re saying.
For all he knows, this was meant to be a secret!
But then they sigh and mumble something about there being no time to sleep for the next two days.
He decides to just let them sleep, and tried to tune out their sleepy confessions.
He finds out the only way to get them to stop talking in their sleep is to respond to them. So he says he likes them just as much, they should get more sleep, and they should take a break with him one of these days…
(He doesn’t see Iris in the doorway, recording them. He also doesn’t realize that Iris shows them the footage the next day. So when they walk up to him the day after, plant a kiss on his mouth, and then walk away without saying a word, he is SO so lost.)

Ignis:

They are both in one of the Citadel’s many sleeping quarters, for when the staff is awake more than 24 hours and can’t make it home.
The other rooms are full, but he sees that they have one of the rooms already and just wanders off to join them. (It’s an old arrangement really. They both knew each other, and were comfortable with each other, so they didn’t mind sharing a bed sometimes.)
It’s not uncommon to find them both there, over worked and sleeping it off. It’s just the first time he gets there and they’re already asleep. Normally he’s asleep when they get there and has a room, and he awakes when they’re asleep, putting the room in their name as he leaves. (They keep records of such a thing down here, and they’re not the only staff members who have such an arrangement, so it’s not looked down upon.)
So the voice that comes from them as he’s drifting off is a surprise. Especially when it’s as clear as day. “I adore you Ignis.”
He almost thinks he’s dreaming, and responds without thinking. “I adore you as well.”
He freezes when he realizes he said that out loud.
He breathes a sigh of relief when he realizes that they were sleep talking. But then he realizes that they’re sleep talking. About liking him.
He bolts upright by accident when a thought strikes him. Oh gods, what if he spoke in his sleep too??
The movement is enough to wake them and cause them to turn over to face him.
“Morning Ig. Something wrong?” They look a little concerned rather than upset that he woke them.
He stutters and stumbles over his words, but tells them the truth. “You said you adore me??”
They blink, and then chuckle sleepily. “Oh…yeah. I do. I figured I’d return the favor. Goodnight Iggy.”
He’s left a little unsure about what they meant, but lays back down anyways. He’d deal with…whatever this was when he woke up.
(He nearly jumps out of his skin when he realizes their unconscious minds took their last conversation as a confession and woke up CUDDLING with them.)

Love your stuff, always get happy when i see a notifucation saying you’ve posted something. Hope the long days went by fast at least ^_^ How would the bros react if Ardyn was acting all fatherly to their s/o, like they look like the splitting image of his favorite/only child and he’s not exactly happy with their choice in love interest?

Noctis:

At the sound of Ardyn chiding his S/O over their choice of
companion, he nearly spins on heel and stomps back over to where they are. He gets as far as whirling around, but then
freezes.
The look of fatherly concern on Ardyn’s face jars him.
Deeply. His father would wear that same expression when chiding him.
It worries him when his S/O doesn’t pick up on it. He knows
they’re not the most attentive person in the world, but even he thinks they
should have picked up on something so…strange.
He has to stop himself from darting over and pushing Ardyns
hands off of their head when he reaches out to stroke their hair. Like one
would do with a small child.
When Ardyn then says that they deserve better than him, he
feels a bit offended and finally stomps over to confront the older man.
That seems to snap Ardyn out of whatever came over him, and
he takes a step back from his S/O. If noctis wasn’t mistaken, that was
confusion on his face.
When Ardyn apologies, casts one last torn look at his S/O,
and leaves for the night after paying for the caravan, Noctis draws his S/O
into his arms and refuses to let go for the rest of the night.
There was something in Ardyn’s eyes that worried him. Like
he was going to take his S/O away.
Like hell he’d let that happen though.

Prompto:

Prompto would press a kiss to his S/O’s cheek before taking
off into the nearby small store. He’d be watching through the window, and his
heart would sink at the looks of disgust Ardyn casts at the shop.
He’d wonder what the shop had ever done to Ardyn, but then
realize, when Ardyn walks over to his S/O that the look was meant for him.
The look on Ardyn’s face was one of disappointment and
anger. So naturally Prompto would set
down what he was looking at and run back to their side, or try to anyways.
He’d catch the tail end of their conversation, and feel a
bit sick when he hears Ardyn call him a thing.
“Such a THING is beneath you.” Ardyn would say.
His S/O would be super confused, and not know how to
respond. They’d catch his eyes and subtly shake their head, a warning for him
not to come any nearer.
As if Ardyn was a danger to him.
He’d go and get everyone else before attempting to get his
S/O out of the situation.
Ardyn would then remember himself, return to the grandiose
personality he had earlier, and then disappear from the caravan from the night.
Prompto would then, after thanking the others for their help
and asking for a moment alone, ask what made them send him away.
They’d respond that they thought the man was going to kill
them, and mention they kept calling them a different name throughout the odd
conversation.
“Almost as if…he was disappointed in me. A father
scolding a child.”
They’d sleep with one eye open that night, and watching each
other’s backs so nothing would happen.
He can’t shake that Ardyn is seeking revenge for whatever
imagined slight he had done after learning of their relationship.

Gladiolus:

His S/O is heard arguing with the Chancellor as they return
to the caravan with their things.

Ardyn has apparently questioned their taste in dating
partners.

Ordinarily it wouldn’t have bothered him…if said dating
partner wasn’t himself.

He’d let his S/O take care of it, trusting their skills to
defend them if it came down to it.

Things would get heated when his S/O shouts, “Who I
date is none of your business, so WHAT’S IT TO YOU?!”

Ardyn absolutely looked furious and was about to respond
something in kind, but then something snaps in his eyes, and he takes a step
back, as if realizing where he is for the first time.

He’d apologize, something that catches everyone off guard.
“You look so much like…”

He never finishes, turning away and disappearing into the
night.

He asks his S/O what that was about before they go to bed,
and they shrug.

“I think…he lost someone dear to him.” Is all
they say.

Gladio does not question them laying their head on his chest
when they turn in for the night, even if it’s too hot out to cuddle. (It
worries him how shaken they are.)

Ignis:

He’s a bit taken a back when Ardyn says that they could have
at least dated someone other than the royal family’s help.
THE HELP?
He has to bite his tongue and keep his face neutral while
listening to Ardyn describe the ways such relationships were hidden from the public.
“If you’re going to have an affair with someone beneath
your station…”
He launches into the ins and outs of concealing such things.
Ignis is slighly surprised by how much he knows, but dares not let it show.
(He’s proud that his S/O is keeping their face as schooled
as his.)
When he’s finished, he looks Ignis, who has not left his
lover’s side, up and down.
“At least he’s sensible.” He states in a somewhat
approving tone.
When his back is turned, he and his S/O glance at each other
in uncertainty. Why is he so concerned?
“Thank you for the advice, Chancellor…” His S/O
starts, and establishes some distance between the two of them. "But who I date and if they’re below my
station is no one’s business, but my own.“
"Hm… They said they same thing at your age…”
He mutters, and then takes his leave.
Both are left wondering who the “they” he
mentioned was.

Chocobros hcs when their s/o (gender neutral) flirts to get other people to do something for them (like, to get free stuff or discounts, or get others to pay for them and etc) while they’re on journey? So they kinda have to watch their s/o being all charming and flirting with other guys and girls. I think that’ll be funny :))

Noctis:

He would stand quietly off to the side, eyes on them and far enough away to not raise any suspicion for who it is they’re batting their eyes at.
There is definitely a pout on his face, and he can’t help but feel a little…left out. He likes it when his S/O flirts with him even when they’re in a relationship, so seeing someone else get to enjoy that side of them…
He’d get jealous.
But he’d quickly drop the pout when he sees them come over to him, having gotten what they needed. He puts an arm around their shoulders, and has to resist the urge to turn his head and make a face at the recipient of their attention.
He’d hold his S/O a little closer for the rest of the day, just wanting to be sure they still like him despite their flirting.
Which of course they do, they notice how uncomfortable it makes him, and likewise spend the rest of the day returning his affections. (Which means they turn up the charm on him and he winds up flustered more often than not.)

Prompto:

They take turns. They’re charming and sure of themself, which is appealing to a lot of people. Prompto has perfected the ~~dumb~~ blonde act which appeals to the rest.
Both have mastered flirting, and regularly flirt with each other.
They actually have developed a system. They’ll go talk to the person they need to together, and get a feel for which one they like a better. Then, say if they like his S/O better, Prompto will make an excuse about forgetting something and leave the two alone. That’s when his S/O really amps up the charm, and eventually gets what they need.
Prompto would then return, and turn up the charm on them, making sure that the person they were flirted with knew they were taken. They’d then both abscond happily with one another and return to the car.
(The others have NO idea that this is how they get most of their things.)

Gladio:

He doesn’t pick up on it at first. It’s not that he’s dense, it just because he doesn’t SEE it on their face.
Like, when they really smile, only one side of their mouth will twitch up into a smile. Not the fully on beaming brightly at someone that they do when meeting new people.
Their laughter will have them tossing their head back and wheezing. Not the quiet little giggles while hiding behind their hand that they do around strangers.
Okay, so the fact that they’re leaning into someone else’s space willingly, kind of rubbed him the wrong way, especially when they’re gazing through their eyelashes at their new friend. They’ve never batted their eyes at anyone? So…
Then he gets it the first time he sees the end of these shenanigans, and they walk away with a gift, or some new information. And then he REALLY gets it. That was them, FLIRTING.
He feels a bit mixed about this at first, but then figures it’s harmless after all.
He knows them well enough to tell when they mean it.
~~Besides, the person they’re flirting with doesn’t get to see their real smile. And he’s a bit smug about that.~~

Ignis:

He knows the value of what they do. They save money on things they ordinarily wouldn’t. They sometimes walk away with an item for free. Other times, the tips and info they gather are the difference between life and death.
That doesn’t mean he isn’t SEETHING on the inside at the person they’re flirting with when they make advances on his S/O.
Most days, he’s fine with it. Really. It’s not like he’s a possessive person…
He’s rather level headed according to HIS friends. And HIS s/o seems to trust him not to make a scene when they do this, and always chooses him to watch their back to make sure that their flirting doesn’t invite danger to them.
They trust him, and he trusts them, he just doesn’t trust the unwelcome third party in these situations.
This is one of the very few situations in which you’ll see him actually acting sullen, though he’ll flat out deny it if someone points it out.
And if, once his s/o returns to his side, he’s holding their hand for the rest of the day, no one says a word. ~~And certainly not his S/O who’s enjoying the sudden display of affection.~~

Hiya :) uhm it’s not an s/o ask but sfw headcanons for blind!Prompto and Noctis being caring?

When Prompto stumbles, It’s Noctis who will catch him or pick him up. Sometimes he’ll even warp to his side to do so.

They’ll sit together when camping and Noctis will describe what he sees in great detail for Prompto to visualize.

Knowing that Prompto can’t see very well anymore, Noctis takes it upon himself to help with his hair.

Prompto makes it a point to listen more now, and sometimes he can even tell when Noctis feels bad by his breathing. He’s getting scary good at it.

They lay within arms reach of each other while sleeping. So Noctis, should a nightmare strike, will be able to feel Prompto alive and still breathing. Prompto will sometimes wake up in a panic when everything is dark around him, before he remembers darkness is his new normal. It’s comforting to know he’s not alone in the dark with Noctis nearby.

Noctis will make it a point to say where he is out loud in relation to Prompto, so he knows which way to go when walking.

Noctis will take up his camera, and assist him in taking photos. He may not be able to see, but feeling the camera in his hands, guided by Noctis, makes him feel a bit more normal.

Hey Gladio, Prompto, or Noctis? Can you give this letter to Ignis for me? blushes and shuffles feet- it’s a love letter

Prompto, without really giving you an opportunity to move, slung his around around you and snapped a selfie with you right before taking the letter. A mischievous grin crossed his face and he took a step backwards.

“Sure no problem! I’ll make sure he gets this and has a face to go with the letter.” He winked at you before taking off with a laugh. He wouldn’t really. It was just fun teasing you.

The reader is a young woman training to be a new guardian for Noctis and is left to survey the city of Lestallam with Ignis, who she really likes. He takes her for a tour to reward her work but begins to struggle with the city temperature. She admits her feelings and he panics from shock and has a little asthma attack he never spoke of before, revealing he doesn’t want it to affect his position with assisting Noct.

Your eyes opened as the cars slowed into it’s parking space.

“Finally.” You muttered. You didn’t even give the prince or Gladio a chance to opened their door before just swinging your legs over the back of the car and sliding down the trunk.

Behind you Noctis made an indignant noise, while Gladio arched an eyebrow at your actions.

You snickered and shrugged, “What? Isn’t my fault your both slower than molasses.”

“We hadn’t even stopped fully!” Noctis said, finally opening his door and getting to his feet.

Gladio did the same while shaking his head. “At least wait until Iggy get’s it into park.”

“It was stopped enough for me.” You said flippantly, waving away their protests. “Besides. We’re here! Finally! I don’t know how ya’ll are so used to such long rides.”

You stretched your arms up, trying to working out the kinks in your back. Prompto was also stretching before coming to stand beside you. “You said it. Would it kill you to stop more often Ig?”

He only looked at the both of you and sighed without responding, lacking the energy to even try. Something that was common ever since you joined their group. Prompto’s energy was bad enough, but with you added into the mix? He didn’t stand a chance.

You in turn slung your arm around Prompto’s shoulders as you bounced up and down on the balls of your feet. “I haven’t been to Lestallum since I was a child! There’s so many people! And it’s so loud! Everything look so…different!”

“What? Really?” Prompto turned to look at you and then looked at the others with huge eyes. “You guys, we can’t NOT show her the town. Is it possible to stay for the night?”

Noctis perked up a bit at the suggestion of staying, he was about to say something, probably in favor of it. But then Gladio put his hand over his mouth and muttered, “Don’t even think about it.”

So he didn’t. Instead, you assumed by Gladio’s shout of disgust, he licked Gladio’s hand and warped away before the bigger man could crush him. “Well, I have to go see what Holly wanted, I’ll catch up with you all later!”

Then he was off at full sprint. Gladio glanced at the both of you and then Ignis, “I have to see Iris, but first…”

He took off in the same direction as Noctis, and you could swear you heard a shout of terror in the distance.

You snickered, but you really felt bad for the prince. Once Gladio caught him he was dead. Like, dead dead. You’d experienced that first hand when you had played a prank on him while on watch duty. Revenge for the socks incident you said. But he retaliated and now it was an on going thing. Gladio had managed to start a prank war with you and Prompto both, and it looked like Noctis was about to join your ranks. You couldn’t wait.

With a laugh you stepped away from Prompto, looking toward the over look, and the landscape behind it. That settled you down a bit. The sight was amazing. Breathlessly you said, “By the Astrals, and people get to live here and see this everyday.”

Ignis, who for the most part had remained silent through all the shenanigans, nodded, “Astounding isn’t it?”

You nodded, falling quiet and looked up at him with a smile. But then you tore your gaze away and sighed. “But as soon as we get done here, we really should get back on the road. As much as I complain, we got a job to do.”

Ignis hummed in agreement. “True, but it doesn’t seem fair that you don’t get to see the city…”

Prompto, being ever helpful, starting bouncing on his feet much like you had been earlier. “We can take her on a tour before we leave! Show her around! There’s this really great spot that I wanted to take a picture at too, so…wait.”

He stopped bouncing and frowned, pulling his camera out of his pocket. “Aw man. I have to get these pictures to Vyv though.” But then he brightened, “Ignis! You’re not doing anything, and I’m sure Gladio has caught up with Noctis by now and he’s fairly safe with him…kinda… So why don’t you and her go look around the town?”

You turned to look at Ignis with a hopeful expression. “Please? I mean, we’ve already established we’re not staying the night so….?”

Ignis stood in thought for a moment before sighing and giving you a small smile. “I suppose…Just this once. Consider it a reward for your hard work thus far.”

You cheered to yourself and turned to look at the city, eyes darting to everyone and everything. It was true, you hadn’t been here since you were a child. And then when you became a hunter, you stuck to pretty local hunts and tasks. Getting the chance to see the city, and with Ignis no less, you were filled with glee.

After snapping out of your thoughts, you turned to Prompto with a smile. “I’ll catch up with you later, yeah?”

“You bet!” He said, then he turned to dart off to find Vyv, leaving you alone with Ignis.

“So…” You turned and started to bouncy slightly on your feet again, “Where to?”

Ignis gestures for you to follow along, and you fall into place behind him, enjoying the start of the stroll. “Well, I figured we could go through the market and pick up a bite to eat from the stand there.”

You tilt your head and offer a grin to him, “So, Ignis Scienta eats street food? I’d never have guessed.”

“Is it really so surprising?” He gave you a frown as you crossed the street, but you could see the amusement in his eyes, “It tastes good, it’s quick, and fairly filling.”

“It is a surprise, considering how you fret over spice combinations and portion balance.” You snickered and strode ahead of him, wandering into a random direction now that you were in the city. “But…I guess now that I think of it, it suites you.”

“Street food?” He asks.

You blink and turn around not realizing you said that out loud. Instead of getting flustered you flashed a smile and said, “Yeah, let’s go with that.”

His face was confused, but he did let it go. “Alright.”

The rest of the walk continued in peace, with you both greeting people as they greeted you. Aside from that, the walk gave you time to think.

What you had meant was that he was a bit more adventurous that he let on. He wasn’t scared of trying new things, or of unknown paths. And, even though it was odd, him liking street food did fit into what you knew of him. And how adventurous he was when he let his hair down was something that you found endearing, and a big part of the reason that you liked him.

While you were thinking, you didn’t catch that he was clearing his throat more than usual.

The soft call of you name to get your attention pulled you out of your thoughts. You stopped where you were and stood beside Ignis, looking up at him questioningly.

“How about we try this one?” He suggested, gesturing to a few meat skewers.

“Sure!” You chirped, and followed along after him as he went to pay for two of them. You took one from him and said thank you to the vendor before departing with your food to look at the rest of the stands. As you ate, you couldn’t help but note how spicy it was. You never figured Ignis for someone to like hot foods, but the more you knew.

He introduced you to a few of the people in the market him and the boys had helped before they met you, and you found yourself losing track of time with him. You both had to take off your jackets soon enough, but you found yourself enjoying the heat. Eventually though, he pointed out that it would soon be afternoon, so you both went to look at the powerplant, one of the things you were extremely curious about. So he wanted to ensure you got to see it before you left. But as he started to explain how it worked, he suddenly began coughing harshly.

“Ig? Do you need something to drink?” You asked as soon as it stopped, worry coloring your voice.

He nodded before answering, “If it doesn’t bother you?”

You shook your head and raised your hand. “Not at all! You’re not catching cold are you?”

Without thinking you stepped closer to him and pressed the back of your hand to his forehead, and you stared at his forehead as if you could see if he had a fever written there. While you weren’t looking, his eyes roamed over your face. He could see the concern on your furrowed brow and in how you were biting your bottom lip.

He cleared his throat and took a step back, offering you a shy and unsure smile, “No, nothing like that. Just a dry throat I’m sure.”

“If you say so.” You thought it strange but lowered your hand. “Perhaps the vendors in the market have something, huh?”

You set off in the direction you both came from to hunt something down for him to drink. “Anything particular you like?”

“Pick what you think would be best.” He said. There was a look of concentration on his face, and you didn’t want to interrupt what he was thinking about, so you kept your mouth shut until you got to the vendor.

You got two drinks, a pink one for you and a green one for Ignis. You didn’t know what the flavors were, because you had told the vendor to surprise you, but yours was good. And judging by Ignis’ thoughtful face, his was as well.

You both made your way back to the look out point and leaned against the bars there, watching the landscape change with the sunset’s light. But then you made the mistake of glancing at Ignis. His face was completely relaxed, and his eyes in the sunlight almost made you say a prayer to the astrals in thanks. He was still rather winded it seemed like, and would occasionally clear his throat still. But with him so distracted…

You ended up leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek. However, when he caught the movement out of the corner of his eye, he turned to face you. Which resulted in you kissing him full on the mouth.

You pulled back with mild surprise on your face, but then huffed in amusement before pressing another fleeting one to his lips. He stood in stunned silence, and you could see a blush beginning to form on his face. To spare him some dignity while he tried to get himself back together, you turned and faced forward again. Then you decided you mind as well get your feelings for him out there, considering things would be a bit weird if you just kissed him and then never said anything about it.

“I wanted to thank you for today… It meant a lot to me.” You smiled out over the land, glad that this was easier without meeting his gaze. “And I have a feeling you know just how much from that just now. Truthfully…”

“I like you more than I should. And you’re under no obligation to return that if you want to keep this professional.” You kept your smile frozen on your face so he wouldn’t feel pressured.

“I-I…” He trailed off and let out a sigh to steady himself. “I enjoyed today as w-well…and…Well-”

You’d never heard him stutter before, a testament to how nervous you had made him. You braced for rejections. But it didn’t come. He ended up coughing again instead, and this time it sounded worse. Your head whipped around and you placed a hand on his shoulder to steady him. “Ignis? Whats wrong?”

He couldn’t answer, and it was beginning to worry you when you could hear slight wheezes coming from him when he’d inhale before another cough. You glanced over your shoulder and then told him, “I’m going to find the others. They’ll know what’s wrong, right?”

You went to dart away but a grip on the back of your shirt short stopped you. You tuned in surprise and watched as he shook his head. “Don’t-” He gasped out, and you went back to his side.

“Ignis, I don’t know what to do here.” You said calmly.

“It’ll pass.”

You frowned at how dizzy he looked, almost as if he was wilting in place, and then you muttered, “Oh hell.”

Quickly you dug into your small bag and dug out a potion and pressed it into his hand. “Use it. Usually these things help almost everything right?”

He opened his mouth to protest, but was interrupted by another coughing and wheezing fit. While he was distracted you shattered the bottle in his hand for him. The effect was almost instantaneous, and you could hear him taking in a large gasping breath. Almost as if he had been drowning.

“…You alright there?”

Another small cough left him as he was catching his breath, so he nodded instead.

You waited until he could stand up straight again before speaking. “If you don’t mind my asking…What was that?”

“…An Asthma attack.” He muttered, down casting his eyes so he wouldn’t have to see you.

You frowned and looked at him in concern. “Asthma? I didn’t know you have asthma.”

“Not many are…in fact…I’m almost sure that I’m the only one with Insomnia gone.” He stated in a careful voice.

“Ignis…That’s unusually reckless of you.” You whispered, thinking of all the times you’ve heard him cough on outings with them all. Was he dealing with it then as well?

“Yes well….If people were to find out…I’m pretty sure I’d not be welcome at Noctis’ side any longer.”

You hummed in disagreement. “You really think the prince would let anyone chase you away? I’m pretty sure if someone tried he’d stick to you like a burr if you tried to go.” You gave him a small smile, which he did not return, so you continued. “Anyways, Ignis, it’s terribly dangerous of you not to tell anyone. What if this happened during a battle or while driving or…”

“It wouldn’t. I go to great lengths to ensure that.” He then turned to go to the car, but when he swayed on his feet you stopped him.

“Iggy, I know I said that we shouldn’t spend the night earlier, but after that I really think you should rest.” You pleaded with your eyes, and he let out a sigh.

“Normally, I’d disagree, but this attack was particularly disagreeable with me. So…”

You didn’t cheer or anything. You only nodded and pulled up Prompto’s number and pressed dial.

“Hey there!” He said cheerfully. In the back ground you swore you could hear Gladio and Noctis bickering.

“Prom, hey. Change of plans.” You said, ignoring the stare Ignis was giving you.

“Oh?”

“Ignis is a little under the weather, so we actually are going to stay in the hotel tonight.” You could almost feel the relief coming off of Ignis when you didn’t explain what happened.

“Yes!!” Prompto cheered on the other end of the line.

“Pass it along to tweedle dee and dum? We’re heading there now to secure the rooms.”

“Will do, Sunflower!”

“Alright Sunshine. See ya there in a bit.”

“Later!”

You hung up the phone and then nodded, “We’re good Ig. Let’s go.”

The first part of the walk was in silence, and it was peaceful. (You didn’t dare take your arm off of Ignis though. Just in case he was still dizzy.)

“It’s usually under control.” He began to explain, breaking the quiet. “Its just…the temperature sometimes triggers it…and getting startled makes it worse.”

You gave him a confused look, wondering what he was talking about.

“When were you star-” You started. But he cut you off when he looked at you. Or more specifically your lips. “Oh.”

You swear, you tried to stop the nervous chuckle that left you.

“Gracious Astrals, I know I’ve been called breathtaking before, but this it the first time it’s actually happened.” You teased.

He gave you such a surly look you had to laugh as you began to pull him toward the hotel. “Sorry, was that in poor taste? I’ll make it up to you by not telling anyone else if you don’t want me to.”

“If you’d be so kind…Thank you.” He smiled at you and you beamed back.

“Don’t mention it.”

In reply he surprised you with his own kiss to your forehead.

You blinked and ended up stopping in your tracks as he went on ahead. “Just to let you know, now that I’m not so surprised, I like you more than I should as well.”

You let out a laugh as he left you behind. You couldn’t contain your delight at the sight of a blush travelling up the back of his neck as you began to follow him once more.

Chocobros reaction to their s/o seeing their hair fully unstyled for the first time? (For gladio– maybe tied up instead?) and absolutely ADORING it? Like… getting really stoked over how cute they look….

Noctis:

He just woke up, and since he had taken a shower the night before, his hair was completely lacking the normal amount of product it usually held. Which ordinarily wouldn’t have been a problem since he was alone.
Or so he thought. He’d completely freeze at the sight of his S/O sitting in his kitchen staring at him with wide beaming eyes. Oh no.
He’d take off for the bathroom as quick as he could but his S/O would be quicker. He’d find his arms pinning to his side at they try to stop him from making it to his destination.
“Noctis wait! You look so adorable! Let me seeee!” They’d whine at him and go dead weight, so he’d practically be dragging them along with him with every step. Eventually he’d give in.
They’d guide him over to the couch and just…run their hands through it and look at him with adoring eyes. “I think this is the first time I’ve seen you like this.”
He’d eventually relax until they get their fill of his appearance, and then finish getting ready for the day.
(They do not mention how YOUNG it makes him look.)

Prompto:

He had been in a rush and hadn’t had time to fix his hair in his usual style. Which was fine with him. He didn’t mind. His friends have seen him have lazy days before. And his S/O was busy for the day, so he wasn’t expecting to run into them or anything.
But then he almost get’s tackled in the park during a photo exhibition and has to pry the person hugging him off of him. His heart drops when he sees who it is.
“I-I thought you were busy today!” He’d stammer, and they’d just throw back their head and laugh.
“You look so different Prom!” They’d reach their hand up and push it off his face since most of his hair is currently obscuring it.
He is most certainly NOT blushing. (Or so he’d tell himself.)

Ignis:

It would be a sleepy morning, with him rising before the sun for a much needed cup of coffee. It wouldn’t even really register with him that his hair is down.
That is until he feels someone turn his face toward theirs and brush his bangs out of his face that he remembers.
“You look good like this love.” His S/O would say quietly, and then press a kiss to his forehead before wandering away.
He’d be momentarily stunned, but eventually snap out of it. When he’s finally fully awake, he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling to himself.

Gladiolus:

He tends to look pretty wild with his hair down, so the first time they see it up, they don’t say anything at first. They simply bask in it.
He’d catch his S/O staring and then grin at them. “Something wrong?”
“Just wondering what happened to Gladiolus. Have you seen him? He’s normally a windblown mess.” They’d tease, and he’d walk over to them and mess their hair up in retaliation.
They’d let him because as soon as he’s in range, their hands shoots out to pull the hair tie out of his hair. He’d be surprised, but still smiling. “There’s the man I know and love.”
He’d laugh and tie his hair back up, and go back to what he was doing. “You know you love it.” ~~(They really REALLY do.)~~