The grumbles pulled a soft snort from Ignis. Really, he was expecting even more from Gladio. When Gladio moved to look him in the eye, there was a small smile curling his lips. The simple fact that they'd both decided on years ago was that there wasn't anyone else for them. Perhaps in time, when Noctis sat safely on the throne and their world was at peace, then they might make it 'official'. Perhaps before that. They'd know when the time was right for them.

Ignis would never admit to being a romantic, but deep down, he was as bad as his mate.

"You've been protective of me all week, love. Don't think I haven't noticed the looks you've been giving people when they get too close to me."