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Gladio was quick to silence the alarm clock, which buzzed once the red neon lights flashed “00:00”. Placing his book on the nightstand, Gladio strode out of the bedroom, mentally rehearsing counterpoints to any claims Ignis would make to continue working.
Fortunately for Gladio, Ignis would not be making any claims this time, as Gladio found his darling husband sprawled out on the kitchen counter with his eyes shut, limbs dangling loosely off the edges, and a half-drunken tea mug beside him.
Gladio chuckled fondly and shook his head, approaching Ignis on the balls of his feet. He placed his large hands gently on Ignis’s slender body, carefully rolling him onto his back. Then, Gladio shifted his sturdy arms underneath his drowsy husband, picking Ignis up and cradling him securely against his well-built chest.
Ignis’s face scrunched for just a moment, before relaxing and pressing into Gladio’s warmth. Gladio simply beamed and kissed the top of Ignis’s head.
“Come on, gorgeous, our bed is more comfortable.”
A soft voice mumbled in response, “…not more than your arms…”