HELLOOOOO I’m so sorry this took forever! I had to get my Mac fixed but now that it’s all good let’s get back to the requests! Sorry I have to skip out on Luna, I don’t feel like I have enough background/research on her to write about her and make it close to canon huh. Regardless, I hope you enjoy!!
You and Noctis walked through the streets of Insomnia, and while he continued to talk to you about fishing, you stopped in your tracks as a small husky and its owner approached your path. The dog stopped in front of you and you, almost instinctively, fell on the floor and began running your free through its soft fur. You commenced short chit chat with the owner, finding out more information about the sweet husky who had his eyes closed and his tongue out at your touch.
“Who’s a good boy?” you asked in an endearing manner. “Who’s the best boy, huh? Who’s the best bubba?”
The dog emitted a sweet whimper at your praises, and you were quickly attacked by licks on your cheek. They bid you two a goodbye, with the owner curtsying at the Prince and the dog barking cheerily. You waved at them and watched them continue their walk over your shoulder, but you couldn’t help but feel a sudden emptiness in your heart.
“Noct…” you trailed off with a sniff.
His eyes moved from the dog’s wagging tail in the distance and back at you, surprised at the tears forming in your eyes.
“H-Hey,” he stuttered in shock, “What’s wrong, princess? Are you hurt?”
“I… I…” you sniffed once again. “I want a dog!” you began to cry.
Noct’s first course of action was to wrap you in his arms—something he didn’t do often in public due to his title, but he was willing to make exceptions. “That doesn’t answer my question, babe.”
“The husky,” you inhaled, “The husky was adorable and he loved me so much!”
He laughed at how silly you were being, but found your unconditional love for animals heartwarming. He pulled away softly and kissed your forehead.
“Then let’s go see who we can adopt,” he said with a smile, wiping your tears and holding your hand tightly. As you made your way to the nearest animal shelter, he stopped for a second and stared at you with a deceiving grin. “But you know, we can just skip the dog and…” he raised his eyebrow, “Get straight to the baby-making.”
You gasped and slapped his shoulder, “Noct!”
“Ow—hey! I was kidding!” he defended himself with a laugh. “Partly.”
You rolled your eyes and hit him again, walking ahead to hide the warming blush on your cheeks.
“Huh, so Kimi no Na wa was as good as everyone said it was,” Prompto remarked as the credits on the screen rolled. He shifted his position on the couch, wrapping his arm around you before noticing how red your eyes had become. “Babe, why are you crying?!”
“M-M-Mitsuha and T-Taki,” you murmured between sobs, “They were meant to be!”
You covered your face, partly because you were embarrassed over how strongly you felt about the move, but mostly because thinking about the ending riled up your feelings once again. Although Prompto was initially confused as to why the movie had affected you so much, he’d be a hypocrite if he said he never cried over a film before. Instead of poking fun at you about it, he wrapped his other arm around you and pulled you in for an embrace. He let you soak up shirt for the next 15 minutes before you finally calmed down and collected yourself.
“That Red Thread of Fate concept absolutely killed me,” you chuckled as he helped you wipe your tears away.
Prompto rested his hand on your cheek, rubbing the high point with his soft thumb. The way his eyes were staring at you intently made your heart jump right out of your chest, and seeing your reaction to him caused his lips to form a huge smile.
“Yeah… the Red Thread is pretty cool, huh?” he said. “It’s crazy to think that such a belief of connection exists.”
You nodded, “Yeah, how wild would it be if it actually existed?”
“… I think it does,” he shrugged.
“You do?”
“Mhm,” he answered. “Actually, I…,” he swallowed, “I think I found the other end of my Red Thread… wrapped around you.”
The broad smile on his face quickly minimized into a shy one. You fought back the new army of tears threatening to leave your system, but the soft kiss Prompto had planted on your lips left you weak. You moved your hands to cup his face only to feel ropes of tears trickling down the sides os his face as well.
“I love you,” he whispered, keeping your foreheads together and his eyes locked on yours.
“I love you too, Prompto.”
After a hectic day at work, all you wanted to do eat your feelings out and go to bed. You had been complaining about your misfortunes to Gladio all day, but walking in to him transforming your apartment into a private spa wasn’t something you expected to see.
Before you could even say anything, Gladio quickly walked over to you and kissed you deeply, practically sucking the air out of you. Your tense shoulders dropped as you lost yourself in the kiss. He took your bag and set it on the floor, hung your coat, and placed your shoes on the rack. Smooth jazz music played from your burnt out speaker while he guided you to the bathroom that smelled of lavender—your favourite. The bathtub was surrounded by candles and filled with warm water, bubbles, and floating flowers.
“Gladdy, you didn’t have to do this,” you said, a little shy with how spoiled you felt.
He shook his head, “You take care of me all the time. I’d be a bad boyfriend if I couldn’t make you feel better after a shitty day.”
“You can always make me feel better without all this, though,” you replied. “I just need you by my side.”
“And I’m always gonna be by your side, baby girl.” He kissed the back of your hand and brought it up to his face. “But this is the least I can do for you. You deserve everything in this world.”
“Gladio!” you whined into a cry, and he couldn’t help but laugh at how easy it was for you to burst into tears.
To be fair, you couldn’t help yourself; your heart was bursting at the seams. Being part of the Crownsguard wasn’t an easy task, and even though he had his own troubles to deal with, he decided to throw them away just for your sake. The mere fact that he decided to think of you and not of himself was enough to remind you of how lucky you were to be with such a kind and caring man.
He kissed your tears away as he began undressing you. There was no malice in his movements, only love. Gently, he lead you into the bathtub and rested you down. He pulled up a stool and sat beside you, continually kissing your hand while praises left his mouth.
You couldn’t stop crying, and it was okay.
“Ugh, Iggy’s gonna be the reason for my diabetes,” you groaned to yourself after spotting a tupperware of sweets on your work table.
You moved the envelope and opened the container, revealing stacks of chocolate chip cookies that looked too moist to eat. The heavenly sight made you salivate a little, but the small white envelope called you back into a reality. You flipped the top open and pulled out the small card, reading the words,
‘Just because. Always thinking of you, my dear.
Love,
I.S. xx’
Just because. That was the first time in a long time you heard someone use that reasoning with you. You broke off a piece and let it crumble in your mouth, closing your eyes as you entered a short moment of reverie.
Yup, this was definitely the work of Ignis Scientia.
Giggling, you picked up the phone and dialled his office number. After exactly two rings, his stern voice picked up from the other end of the line.
“Mr. Scientia, can you drop by my office in the next 10 minutes? I have urgent business with you,” you said, attempting to keep your tone as professional as possible.
It didn’t take long for him to enter your office and swoop you in for a kiss. He backed you up to the edge of your office table and deepened the kiss, causing you to smile against his lips. You were technically breaking the rules by showing affection—hell, you were technically breaking the unspoken rule of dating a coworker, but because Ignis was the Royal Advisor, he got away with certain things.
His eyes moved down to the opened container on your table. “I take it you enjoyed the cookies then, love?” he asked.
You nodded and grabbed the remaining piece from earlier. He opened his mouth and you fed him, watching him relish his own creation. Iggy knew he was a fantastic cook, and he would never turn down the chance to speak or taste his culinary prowess.
“I called you over here because I wanted to say thank you,” you began, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.
“For the cookies?” he asked before wrapping his arms around your waist in return. “It’s not a problem at all.”
“Not just that,” you shook your head, “For always taking care of me. You never have to sneak food into my office, but you always do. It’s such a sweet gesture and you never fail to make me happy.”
“Because you never fail to bring joy into my life as well,” he replied. “I can’t offer you much else other than my cooking,” he added half-jokingly.
“I don’t need anything else, Iggy. I just need you.”
He took a deep breath, “I love you very, very much.”
You sniffed at the sincerity in his voice and the warmth in his beautiful green eyes. “And you know I love you too, Iggy.”
“There’s nothing more I want in this world than to grow old with you, my dear.”
That did it. That sentence opened the floodgate of your tears. You looked down as you started to cry, prompting him to move even closer and lock you in an embrace.
“I’d cook for you every single day for the rest of my life if you asked,” he humoured you, making you laugh and pull away.
He grinned, happy that he was victorious in making you smile. His hand snaked over to the cookies and he picked up another one, bringing it to your mouth and feeding you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head in delight, but a second later, tears began to run down your face once again.
“Please don’t cry,” Iggy comforted you. “I won’t ever leave you.”
“It’s not that,” you shook your head, “Your cookies are just so damn good!”
similar to another request, could you write something for the chocobros+luna reacting to a s/o who cries a lot? sometimes over silly things like a really cute, small animal or a sad drama lol
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