GladNis: Who developed feelings first? How did they react to this? Did the other notice?
(To answer you this time, I figured I’d write out a little thing for you, Spiker. c: Hope this answers it for you, and I hope you enjoy it!)
“You’re staring again.”
Ignis blinked in surprise at the bodyguard’s suddenwords. Pardon? Ignis hardly seemed to notice that he was staring at anything. Well,not until the low grumble from his taste tester came into earshot. He satupright for a moment, as if coming back to reality from whatever fantasy hefound himself in. His eyes focused forward once again, fixated on the brown-hairedman before him. Ah yes. A momentary absence from his thought process. But onethat he could easily recover from. Ignis cleared his throat, sitting upright inhis place as he adjusted the light blue coffee mug in his hands.
“I beg your pardon?”
“You’re staring at me while I’m eating again.” Thebodyguard glanced upward from his meal, amber eyes observing Ignis carefully ashe chewed. Ignis was always observant, but Gladio noticed just how overlyobservant he was whenever the man tried to eat. Was Ignis that worried abouthim not liking his cooking? Always his own worst critic. The way Ignis’seyebrow arched told Gladio that perhaps Gladious’s taste wasn’t what he wasconcerned about. The bodyguard scoffed; a chuckle followed as he picked up hisslice of cake. “It tastes fine, Iggy. You don’t have be to so paranoid about usnot liking your cooking.”
“I know that. I have learned the skills I needed in orderto become a sufficient enough cook.” Ignis perhaps sounded a bit too defensivein the moment, but his eyes ended up locked onto Gladio again. The way helifted the take to his mouth and took a bite. His sharp and muscular jaw movingand muscles becoming apparent in his face. The slightest shine of saliva acrossGladio’s lips appeared as his tongue slipped out the lick away the frosting. Thefact that he licked his fingers afterwards while staring back at Ignis.
Oh no. Ignis was staring right back at him. The cookcleared his throat and glanced away as quickly as he could, taking a sip of hiscoffee that was far too loud for anyone to have to listen to. As much as hedidn’t like to admit it, he always did find himself looking at Gladio first.Whenever he had a new recipe to try, Ignis would always look to Gladiolus forhis approval on it. Not just look to, but he’d look at him. He’d admire him,take notice in the way his lips would curl into a smile whenever there was somethinghe enjoyed about the meal. How he would eagerly eat as much as he could, evenif he didn’t like the meal at the time and assure Ignis that everything tastedfine. How Gladio would try to stifle a satisfied groan whenever he was sohungry that anything sounded good at the time. Ignis always noticed thesethings. He was always watching and observing. His eyes were always on Gladio.He didn’t like to admit it, but it always brought a sense of peace to himwhenever he was able to sit with Gladio like this and watch him eat. Talk about unsettling for Gladiolus. But evenwhen Ignis was called out for it, his eyes just couldn’t take themselves awayfrom him.
There was a silence that settled between the two beforeIgnis adjusted his glasses and glanced back at Gladiolus. Those amber eyes werenow fixated on him in return. “Can I help you?”
“Nah. Just noticing something. That’s all.”
“And what might that be?”
Gladiolus’s eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed thebrief shifting gaze that Ignis had. Something about the other man’s eyesavoiding him made him rather annoyed. But that wasn’t anything he couldn’tfixed. He just had to go for it. Just do it.
And so, he did. He leaned over towards Ignis, placing ahand on top of the green-eyed man’s head to tilt his head back before he placeda quick and crooked kiss on top of Ignis’s lips. Green eyes stared back at himwith an incredulous expression when their lips separated. A quiet momentbetween the two before two faces suddenly heated up when eyes met. Anothersilence before Gladio pulled away, clearing his throat as he rose from hisplace and glanced away. “Sorry. Just wanted you to look at me. That’s all.”
Ignis remained in his place, eyes wide in surprise as hepressed his fingers to his own lips. The one time he wasn’t looking at thatbrutish man… The servant turned his hand around, pressing the back of it to hisown cheeks as if to calm down the heat that surged from his face. “I-It’s quitealright… At least you have my gaze now.”
A chuckle came from the bodyguard as he scratched theback of his head. Their eyes locked together for a moment more, a rather goofysmile growing wider the longer Gladio stared. The more he watched Ignis’sreactions, the more entranced he was over the other man. Ignis’s cheeks flaredwith shades of pink. The back of his hand covered the growing smile that cameacross Ignis’s face. The other man was always insecure about how he smiled. Andthe way Ignis looked at him…
Shit…!
“I’m just gonna… Hey, is that Prompto and Noct coming backover there?”
The bodyguard nodded his head quickly, giving a quickwave to Ignis as he muttered a ‘Thanks for the meal.’ It took no more than afew split seconds before Gladio rushed over to meet their two returningcompanions. Ignis watched after Gladio silently, his expression softening for amoment. The servant let out a sigh, turning back towards his coffee as hebrought the mug to his curling lips and his gaze lingered on Gladio.
“And here I am, staring once again…”













