[Always. Anything. Beautiful words that defines their love. Foundation built upon a bed of promises. So easily given it might appear unbelievable. Each one carrying so much weight that not even the strength of a hurricane mixed with a volcano could break it.
Those arms drew him in, surrounded him in warmth and comfort and kept him close. And he melted into it, surrendering to the embrace, to the power and strength of it. Breathed his faith and hope into this man which held his still beating heart within his chest.
Love was such a flimsy word. Short and weak and barely enough to explain what it was that he felt. This overwhelming, consuming fire that had been ignited deep inside of him. And he ran towards it, danced in the flames, fear the furtherest thing from his mind. Ignis was safety.
Ignis was everything.]
Marry me. [Two words. Three syllables. Slipping out and rolling off his tongue before he could ever hope to stop them.] That's what would make me happy. To be yours.
[The words of promise to always be there might sound empty to others, but to Ignis- they are as real as they are standing here, in the small kitchen of the cabin. He was always there with Noct, from the day he met him, until his last day in Altissia; and then here, too. He doesn't intend to leave his side, ever. It is probably an insane thought for the others but to Ignis, Noctis is his entire world.
Noct's words, however, knock all the air out of his lungs and make his eyes snap open. M... Marry him? Here? The logical part of his brain is instantly coming up with explanations as to why this is such a bad idea but...
...the constant darkness around them. The flickering lantern in the corner. The look in Noct's eyes and sound of his voice. What if they get reset, or devoured by World Eaters?
Ignis takes Noct's hand and places a soft kiss where his ring should be, giving him a soft look.]
I don't think there's anyone here that can marry us but... we can always exchange vows...
[A thousand different scenarios could play out within the blink of an eye. There were already so many things that Noctis held buried deep within himself as regrets. So many things that had been left unsaid. What if one of them were to die a second time? What if they weren't lucky enough to be resurrected? Could he withstand going through the motions of burying the body of this man? Of his husband?
He could. He thought he could, at least, if it carried along the knowledge that they had spent the time they had been given well. If this wasn't simply one more thing to add to the ever growing pile of suffering that rested upon his shoulders.]
That's okay. [Breathless now, heart preparing to beat through his ribs and out of his chest from the overwhelming excitement and never ending love and devotion he felt.] Let's do it, Iggy. Down by the water. Just the two of us.
[He's run those scenarios too, in his head, wondering if he could find a way to make their time here as worth as possible. Back when they were alive, they were fearful of the future, but managing to find the means to handle it day after day. Right now, he's dreading it, not wanting to accept the fact that one day, there might not be a chance for him to see these beautiful blue eyes ever again.
Ignis never wants to add to the burden Noct is wearing, only lessen it, if he can. There's a smile on his face when he brings up the dock and water and Ignis nods.]
I think it's the perfect place for it. [He kisses Noct's forehead.] We should probably wait a while until the dock is built. [There's a lot of people down there right now and Ignis wants to avoid them. His vows to Noct are for his ears alone.]
[Something very near a soft whine rises up in his throat at the thought of having to wait, especially when everything within him wanted nothing more than to take Ignis' hand and rush off down towards the water this very instant.]
Can we at least pick a date? Maybe sometime after Christmas.
[Not that Noctis hadn't ever given it an ounce of thought. What would a wedding he actually planned be like? Not exactly the royal affair that had been waiting for him in Altissia.]
[Noctis is convinced that the cutest thing in the entire world is when that bit of pink comes into Ignis' cheeks. Especially knowing that he was the one who put it there.]
Hey! It just kind of slipped out, okay? [And boy was he ever glad that it did.] You're gonna be a great one, Iggy.
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Those arms drew him in, surrounded him in warmth and comfort and kept him close. And he melted into it, surrendering to the embrace, to the power and strength of it. Breathed his faith and hope into this man which held his still beating heart within his chest.
Love was such a flimsy word. Short and weak and barely enough to explain what it was that he felt. This overwhelming, consuming fire that had been ignited deep inside of him. And he ran towards it, danced in the flames, fear the furtherest thing from his mind. Ignis was safety.
Ignis was everything.]
Marry me. [Two words. Three syllables. Slipping out and rolling off his tongue before he could ever hope to stop them.] That's what would make me happy. To be yours.
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Noct's words, however, knock all the air out of his lungs and make his eyes snap open. M... Marry him? Here? The logical part of his brain is instantly coming up with explanations as to why this is such a bad idea but...
...the constant darkness around them. The flickering lantern in the corner. The look in Noct's eyes and sound of his voice. What if they get reset, or devoured by World Eaters?
Ignis takes Noct's hand and places a soft kiss where his ring should be, giving him a soft look.]
I don't think there's anyone here that can marry us but... we can always exchange vows...
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He could. He thought he could, at least, if it carried along the knowledge that they had spent the time they had been given well. If this wasn't simply one more thing to add to the ever growing pile of suffering that rested upon his shoulders.]
That's okay. [Breathless now, heart preparing to beat through his ribs and out of his chest from the overwhelming excitement and never ending love and devotion he felt.] Let's do it, Iggy. Down by the water. Just the two of us.
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Ignis never wants to add to the burden Noct is wearing, only lessen it, if he can. There's a smile on his face when he brings up the dock and water and Ignis nods.]
I think it's the perfect place for it. [He kisses Noct's forehead.] We should probably wait a while until the dock is built. [There's a lot of people down there right now and Ignis wants to avoid them. His vows to Noct are for his ears alone.]
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Can we at least pick a date? Maybe sometime after Christmas.
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Hmmm... how about we make New Year's Eve even more special?
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[Not that Noctis hadn't ever given it an ounce of thought. What would a wedding he actually planned be like? Not exactly the royal affair that had been waiting for him in Altissia.]
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Only just now. I am less of a spontaneous person and more planning, you know that. Still... it was just the thought that occurred to me.
If you don't like it, we can choose some other date.
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[In battle. In decisions. In his entire life, really.]
No. I like it. A lot, actually. I just kind of can't believe it, you know? You're gonna be my husband.
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A husband, huh?]
You can't believe it and yet you're the one that asked. [Ignis chuckles in good humor.] ...I hope I'm a good one. [Husband, he means.]
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Hey! It just kind of slipped out, okay? [And boy was he ever glad that it did.] You're gonna be a great one, Iggy.
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I am glad it slipped. [He gives Noct a short peck on the lips.] I will do my best.
[He looks towards the pantry and then back at Noct.]
Do you want to make some strawberry jam filled crepes?
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That peck earns him a soft smile, and he dives in for another before Ignis can retreat fully.]
What kind of question is that? Of course I want crepes.