[It's an ache in his gut. He felt like he did this wrong, that something was wrong and he broke it. All he wanted was to make Ignis happy but what if he did something irreversible because he's selfish and impatient. He... forced his hand, didn't he?
The tears won't stop, even with the kisses that were both trying to reassure himself and maybe bring Ignis... something.
He was bad at this. And should have kept his mouth shut. And he wanted to say so but he's said enough.
His lips still, palms pressing into the pillows underneath them. Leaning in that little distance to press their foreheads together.]
...Always.
[And he means it with all his heart.
He just... wish this mood would lift. Everything felt heavy and he knew it was his fault. He didn't regret what he said, because it was the sort of thing that was building for... he had no idea how long, and it just happened to break on an evening that was already hard.
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The tears won't stop, even with the kisses that were both trying to reassure himself and maybe bring Ignis... something.
He was bad at this. And should have kept his mouth shut. And he wanted to say so but he's said enough.
His lips still, palms pressing into the pillows underneath them. Leaning in that little distance to press their foreheads together.]
...Always.
[And he means it with all his heart.
He just... wish this mood would lift. Everything felt heavy and he knew it was his fault. He didn't regret what he said, because it was the sort of thing that was building for... he had no idea how long, and it just happened to break on an evening that was already hard.
...
Finally he heaves a soft, shaky sigh.]
...I'm sorry, Iggy.