Gladio had managed to put on boxers since he was cooking, bot other than that the tattooed expanse of his back from the kitchen is what greets Ignis as he pads out. Leftover meat that had not made it into the stew being cooked and tossed together with eggs to make omelettes, a big steaming mug of coffee already sat out for Ignis waiting for him next to Gladio's morning shake. It's a scene entirely more domestic than one might expect, but with Ignis not needing to be up so early with his new status every single day, it has become more commonplace.
"Mornin sleepyhead, come get your coffee."
Gladio calls out, looking over his shoulder and flashing a grin at the man. Long red scratches from Ignis' nails are bright between the thick lines of his tattoo, but by evening they will have mostly faded out again due to enhanced healing.
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Date: 2018-05-18 02:46 pm (UTC)"Mornin sleepyhead, come get your coffee."
Gladio calls out, looking over his shoulder and flashing a grin at the man. Long red scratches from Ignis' nails are bright between the thick lines of his tattoo, but by evening they will have mostly faded out again due to enhanced healing.