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“You don’t have to do this, Iggy.”
Well, of course, he didn’t have to. It was a matter of pride.
Plus, he just wanted to.
Staggering only slightly under the significant weight of his heavily muscled husband - husband! - Ignis managed to walk through the doorway of their apartment, kicking the door shut behind them with an unrefined grunt.
He made it several more paces before he had to admit defeat, almost dropping Gladio, and very nearly falling to the floor himself, as he attempted to smoothly set the larger man down.
“I’m tired now, Gladio.” Ignis yawned dramatically, his eyes gleaming with sly humor. “You should really take me to bed.
And so he did.