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Ignis took great pride in his composure. No matter what adversity, he never failed to remain mature and collected. Long meetings, tough trainings, Noctis getting stuck in a tree… Whatever had to be done, he performed swiftly and straight-faced.
Today started off no different. He paced down the Citadel hall, pointed and stern, on his way to arrive promptly at a meeting-
“Hey Iggy!”
Gladio raced up to him, blocking his path. His heart fluttered, but he kept his face flat. “Greetings, Gladio.”
“Huh.” Gladio furrowed his eyebrows. “Is something off with you?”
“No, I am quite fine. Now, if you excuse me-“
“Oh! I know!”
Before Ignis could comprehend, Gladio bent down and picked him up, bridal-style.
“Gladiolus!”
Ignis squirmed, but Gladio held on tight. He spun them around before setting Ignis down.
“Gladiolus!” Ignis huffed, trying to sound threatening but coming out shaky.
“There!” Gladio beamed. “There’s that beautiful smile! Bye! Enjoy your meeting!”
A kiss on Ignis’s cheek, and Gladio left as quickly as he arrived, leaving Ignis alone with his own beaming grin.
That was the first time Ignis smiled during a meeting. And though he would never admit it, he did not mind at all.