Gladio seems to immediately relax when Ignis does not reject him, a pleased rumble coming from his lycan form. It wasn't that he doubted Ignis, but Gladio has always kept this form under wraps from anyone not in his pack. The promise of getting to curl up to his mate just like it was any other night was so damn nice.

"Mm, yeah it is."

A happy noise escapes him, even as he gets the comforter out from underneath Igis, glad that their mess didn't soak through the sheets. He bundles Ignis into them before slipping in beside the man, pulling his boneless form to him, warm and even like this, still smelling like the Gladio he well knew.

"Are you hurting?"