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[ Ignis can't call it a pathetic attempt on his life because had Gladiolus not been watching it would have been successful, but it is a frustrating one. The event - a charity one, raising funds to help outer district schools - had been quiet and with copious amounts of security, nothing had gone wrong. It was only after, when Ignis was in the courtyard waiting for Gladiolus to get off of his shift tending to the Crownsguard (which would really need a different name, but that was neither here nor there) that things had really gone to shit.

Ignis was nothing if not competent and he'd heard the sounds of something from behind him but with the loss of his sight, he hears a lot of things and his mind sorts them one by one. Footsteps hadn't registered as important because he hears footsteps all the time and doesn't recognize all of them.

The gait was off, though; it wasn't Gladiolus' heavier, sure footsteps coming up behind him and that had put him on guard to begin with. Had he not been paying attention, the garrote would have slid properly around his throat rather than around it with his hands in the way, buying enough time for Gladiolus to come and subdue the man.

From there it was a solid hour of talk - the bruising around his throat was checked over and deemed not life-threatening (which he felt was obvious, but wasn't going to fight on) and Gladiolus' own injury, a slice that simply needed bandaged from a dagger the woman had tried to attack him with. Finally, his living room empties of Cor, Iris, the doctor, and Prompto, who'd hovered anxiously until Cor had dragged him out with Iris and the rest following behind to leave the two of them alone.

Not quite certain what to say, Ignis rises and trusts Gladiolus to follow him into the bedroom, heading for the closet to change into pajamas. Cautiously, hoping Gladiolus doesn't intend to make this a larger deal than it is: ]


Will you stay here tonight?

Date: 2018-07-06 07:13 am (UTC)
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[ Gladio tries very hard not to think about what would happen if he had been a minute or two too late, or if Ignis hadn't been more alert. The brusing would've become a cut throat, and there would be one hell of a lot more blood. He tries very hard not to think about what would happen if he loses his Ignis, if he slips out of his grasp the same way Noctis did.

So he does everything he can to make sure it doesn't happen again, subjecting Ignis to the physician's examination, ignoring his own injury -- it's minor compared to what could have been for Ignis, and he can't help but fixate on that truth as he's tended to. He doesn't even register when it's finished, and he makes a note to strengthen security around the perimeter so that this would never happen again.

His lieutenant is already off doing the investigation -- she'll report back to him tomorrow and heads are bound to roll, and for now, Gladio can only silently follow Ignis into the bedroom. He knows why Ignis had been there -- it's their agreed-upon place; tonight was supposed to be a night they could spend together quietly in each other's company.

And now, Ignis almost gets killed and somehow he manages to still be so unruffled about this. ]


Yeah.

[ He says after a moment. Gladio's coming in after him, circling over to the windows to make sure that the bars are securely bolted and that there are patrols redoubled just in case someone is stupid enough to try. ] Need to make sure that no one's trying to make a repeat attempt tonight.

Date: 2018-07-06 07:28 am (UTC)
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I might not be, next time this happens. You shouldn't be left alone anymore.

[ Gladio says sharply after a moment. It's always been a sensitive subject since Noctis passed -- Ignis would never want to mention anything about the Amicitia duty as Shields to the ruling class of Lucis. In this case, it's no longer the Lucis Caelums; the last of them vanished, sacrificed for the sake of the world. And now, Ignis has assumed presidency, and he's no less worthy of protection than Noctis, but that's always been a sore subject between them.

Gladio turns from the window now, watching his lover button up his pajamas like it's just another night -- if it is not for the dirtied clothes in the hamper, he can almost be fooled into thinking that nothing awful tonight has almost happened.

But, see, Gladio at heart is a logical, focused person, even if he'd been shaken by the attempt on Ignis' life. He takes a breath and comes over to him, setting his hands lightly on his shoulders. ]


We need to talk about you and me. More specifically, in the context of my duty to you.

Date: 2018-07-06 02:15 pm (UTC)
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Most people just call that a retinue, Mr. President.

[ Gladio raises his brows at him coolly because no, he's not taking your shit, babe. Presidents need escorts, it's as simple as that -- tonight, it's obvious that Ignis is targeted, and where there are one there can be many. And so when Ignis steps close, warm and beautiful, Gladio sighs and runs his fingers over his jaw, his cheek, cupping his face. ]

I won't take any chances where you're concerned, Iggy.

[ He admits softly, hand curving over his jaw as he leans down to kiss his mouth with all gentleness, fingers trailing gingerly over the marks of the earlier attack, feeling an anger stir anew in the pit of his stomach. And no, he wouldn't trust his partner and lover to anyone else -- how can he, when he's the one best equipped to guard him? ]

I'm thinking I'll take up the position as shield, as it has always been.

[ His arm comes around his waist, the heat of his body pressed against his, and Gladio turns his head to nuzzle him, his beard rubbing up against his cheek. ]

These assholes will have to come through me before they get to you. I won't let you be hurt again.

Date: 2018-07-07 04:51 am (UTC)
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I know you're not him.

[ He's dead, he wants to say, but that won't make anything better, and so Gladio doesn't. He's embracing Ignis, holding him in his arms now and keeping him tight against his chest as if the man will slip away if he lets him go.

It's a stupid thing to be feeling, but whatever. He's nudging his head upwards so that he can kiss him properly, mouth to mouth. ]


But I want you to be safe. You're running things now, it can't be like before.

Date: 2018-07-08 02:23 am (UTC)
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Chief Security Officer.

[ Gladio drawls, pleased that at least Ignis isn't putting up all that much of a fight about this. The thing he learns about Ignis is that his lover can be exceptionally stubborn when you go head to head with him -- but react with logic, with gentleness, react the way he doesn't expect it, and chances are higher that he may yield.

The kiss is sweet and wonderful, and Gladio's licking his lips; Ignis isn't the only one pleased tonight. Letting himself be tugged to the bed, he manages a cheeky: ]


Since I already thought up of something adequate, what if I just changed into something naked?

Date: 2018-07-08 02:55 am (UTC)
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Well, yes. What's the point of being titled officer if I can't get the President to call me that in bed?

[ Yeah, Gladio's leaning into the joke. He has to, because the entirety of it is just messed up -- without the kings, the Shields have little to protect. The royal bloodline died with Noctis, and so perhaps the role of the shield will die with Gladio, too.

He's trying not to think about that.

Looking down at his lover, soft and beautiful, those plush, full lips put to good use by pressing against his coarse knuckles, Gladio runs a hand through Ignis' hair, squeezing the back of his neck gently. ]


I know, baby. [ He murmurs. ] I'm not looking for sex tonight, either. I just want to hold you.

[ He pauses. ] But after a shower. Wait for me.

Date: 2018-07-08 03:55 am (UTC)
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[ Gladio's chuckling, and he takes a few seconds to weigh the odds before deciding, ah, fuck it, cuddling beats shower any day. Besides, if a stickler like Ignis is fine with it, who's to say otherwise?

So he's gently pushing him back into the bed, shedding his clothes carelessly onto the floor and hoping Ignis doesn't notice, kissing him deeply just so he'd be guaranteed a distraction. ]


All right, c'mon, you cuddle monster. Be gentle with me.

Date: 2018-07-08 04:31 am (UTC)
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I know that look on your face. You're imagining I'm doing sexy things again.

[ Gladio murmurs, teasing him. He's crawling into bed with him and slipping down under the covers, instinctively pulling the man into his arms. His lover feels good, warm and yielding, and he tries not to think about how he could've lost him tonight.

It doesn't do anyone any favors. It's true, that Ignis completes him, that Ignis makes him happy -- and he hopes that he does the same for him, too, and he presses a soft, lingering kiss to his forehead as he folds him in his arms. ]


I love you, you know. Meant what I said about not losing you.

Date: 2018-07-08 04:55 am (UTC)
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Hey. Hey --

[ He senses a spiral when he hears one, and Gladio's gently nudging him to get his attention, to urge him to snap out of it because that's a slippery slope, darling. ]

You'll help me by letting me be around you, all right? I'm not gonna die on you or anything -- we've got too much to do.

[ Too much to get done in this world that Noctis has left them, and in the back of his mind Gladio has always wanted to propose to him, to officially make him his. After all, it's not like the President has to make strategic marriage plans for himself when diplomacy can do.

He strokes his cheek softly, gently. ]
Too much I want to do with you.

Date: 2018-07-08 05:55 am (UTC)
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Your role is to make difficult decisions for the sake of the kingdom. The country. If it makes you enemies, then I'll see to that.

[ Ignis shouldn't be sidetracked -- he's not here to make friends, he's here to make sure that Noctis' sacrifice needn't be in vain. Gladio helps him to remove his clothes, drawing him into his arms and feeling the way his skin rubs up against him, soft and intimate.

Like this, it's difficult to believe that Ignis is now the most powerful man in Lucis. He's kissing him back, slow and sweet, an arm wrapped around his waist. Now, too, Gladio will help him focus. ]


Your job is to make sure this country gets back on its feet -- leave out all the rest.

Date: 2018-07-09 05:25 am (UTC)
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I'm supposed to do what it takes to keep uo you safe.

[ Gladio says plainly. Ever since their adventure, he has taken to wearing something more conservative and elaborate, which means he no longer has to wax his chest.

And, of course, it means that Ignis has a bear for a lover. Hairy legs, hairy chest, the works. And, as it turns out, it isn't a dealbreaker for him.

He's smiling as Ignis snuggles, an arm protectively around his waist, sliding down to cop a feel and grope his ass, capturing his lips in a lazy kiss. ]


Maybe opening up dialogues would work? But you can disseminate that to your council of executives.

Date: 2018-07-09 05:49 am (UTC)
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How so?

[ Gladio asks softly between kisses, lavishing him with open affection -- he gets it, baby. He gets it. Things are always easier with Noctis around, but he wants to hear Ignis share it with him anyway.

He's gently running his fingers through his lover's hair, pulling him closer. He's leaning into his touch, closing his eyes and almost purring at how lovely his touch is. ]

Date: 2018-07-09 05:58 am (UTC)
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Then let me be that for you. Let me look through the options and propose them for you.

[ Gladio is smart, he can do that -- he can fulfill the role Ignis once filled. There is so much asked of Ignis now that Noctis is gone, and he can't help a pang of sympathy for him. He nuzzles close, breathing him in and deliberately keeping himself even, lending himself as an anchor for Ignis to hold on to. ]

You're doing really well, you know. Noctis would be impressed and proud. And possibly exhausted just watching you run around.

Date: 2018-07-09 06:27 am (UTC)
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It's what I'm here for, babe.

[ Gladio croons, accepting the kiss however he can find it. His fingers come up to trace under his eye, stroking over the soft scar tissue. It's strange how Ignis is even more beautiful because of this, and he sighs quietly. Ignis has been running himself to the ground near constantly, and Gladio just wants to do what he can to manage it.

He's nuzzling him, pulling him up against his fuzzy chest and tangling his limbs with his. ]


What about this, I'll see if I can get the report done up by early next week, latest. And we see where we go from there. Tonight, it's just you and me and this bed.

Date: 2018-07-09 06:35 am (UTC)
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You could thank me by taking care of yourself better.

[ Gladio says softly when Ignis snuggles. There's no reproach in his voice -- how can he, when he's doing the same? -- only a gentle wistfulness. The last thing Ignis needs is someone to nag him into subservience, but he's going to do that anyway because he just loves him that much.

Ignis fits in beautifully, too, perfectly, like he was made just for him. He's lifting his head for another kiss, desire simmering soft and low and he holds on to him a little tighter than he should.

The scar on his neck is jarring, unpleasant, and Gladio frowns at it, finding himself hating the sight of it -- a reminder that he almost lost him today. ]


And I love you. Very much. I don't know what I'd do without you.

Date: 2018-07-10 03:36 am (UTC)
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We might not be strangers, but it doesn't mean they're welcome.

[ He says simply. He and Prompto will go on, of course -- they always do. It doesn't mean it won't be keenly felt. His arm is possessive around him, and he exhales softly, tucking Ignis against his shoulder. ]

C'mon, rest. We'll handle this when morning comes. I'll put in the proposal for chief security officer, and we'll see where we go from there.

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