nascere: (57)
𝔑𝔬𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔰 𝔏𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔰 𝓒𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔲𝔪 ([personal profile] nascere) wrote in [community profile] awoosh 2018-03-03 01:49 am (UTC)

[ Learning in motion. ]

You never said no. [ Not when Noctis asked, clutching a too-large book, too hopeful and too lonely for Ignis to turn him away. They'd looked at the stars together, and he wonders if his dad knew, after all, how they'd snuck out as children, the weight of the berating on Ignis' shoulders as he bore them with a quiet dignity. His mind scrabbles on other things, the slipping memories of a bright smile and blue eyes, long limbs and an ache that Noctis cannot name, as if he's missing another trusted friend and he can't, for the life of him, hold on. ]

We had friends. [ Noctis blurts out, thinking of the sun dappled on too blond hair, or the many times Noctis had been sent tumbling onto the mats. The people he loves. The warmth in his dad's eyes (the sadness in them as he -- as he what?). Noctis smiles, gently nudging Ignis towards the other door on the left. ] Hey, imagine what dad would say if he got told that this place exists.

[ He has so many things to tell Regis, after all; surely his dad'll make time for this discovery, now. ]

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