[Ignis' head throbs when he's brought back from the bliss that is sleep. And he's instantly aware of million things that happened hours ago. One- Gladio is gone; two- his head hurts because he didn't sleep enough; three- this is not his bed; four- Ravus is speaking to him. Because he's in his and Gladio's bed. Naked. The only way he ever regrets what happened is if it ever comes between Ravus' and Gladio's relationship. That thought itself just adds more pressure to his headache.
He needs to get up. Coffee. Then to inform people that Gladio's missing. The offer to stay in bed is very tempting but he's fully aware he can't. Even this is already pushing the limits.
Ignis tilts his head to look at Ravus, drowsy a bit but awake.]
No, thank you. I... need to get up, [he says quietly. Ravus' face is so close and he's so tempted to-- Gods, his head is a mess and the man's closeness is not helping.]
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He needs to get up. Coffee. Then to inform people that Gladio's missing. The offer to stay in bed is very tempting but he's fully aware he can't. Even this is already pushing the limits.
Ignis tilts his head to look at Ravus, drowsy a bit but awake.]
No, thank you. I... need to get up, [he says quietly. Ravus' face is so close and he's so tempted to-- Gods, his head is a mess and the man's closeness is not helping.]