Hello, Raven here. I know it's been a while, and yes I am still working on my other stories, but I've been really addicted to Final Fantasy XV lately, and am in a few awesome groups for it, so I wanted to share some of my writing for that. Now this is a set of one shots, pairing one shots that I will be doing by reader request. I was inspired to do something like this by the wonderful story Tales From Insomnia by Elillierose. If you haven't read her story you should, it's really good. :3 Mine though will be all pairing based stories, however.
Here is the first one, requested by Kelly (Bagpipes5K2). I hope everyone enjoys, and feel free to review or PM me prompt requests. Just mind that this is my first time trying this kind of thing, so I may be a little slow at first. Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy XV or it's characters, just the plots I write.
Sighing a bit as he balances two grocery bags in one arm, Ignis fishes in his pocket for his key to Noctis' apartment. The prince had called him not long ago to tell him Prompto would be joining them for dinner, as he's staying overnight, and had requested a specific dish. As the lock clicks and the door opens, Ignis is hit by rather loud music, likely from one of the prince's game consoles, and whooping from Prompto. Suppressing a very fond smile at hearing the blonde, the advisor slips off his shoes, re-locks the door, and heads for the kitchen.
"Noct?" he calls, and a moment later, said prince calls back,
"In the back rec-room, Specs!" He nods to himself, setting the bags on the counter, then putting his old black briefcase in it's usual spot, hoping Noctis won't get after him for bringing some work with him. He puts all the groceries away, then heads to the rec-room, peeking inside. Noctis and Prompto are in the middle of some sort of racing game, whooping and laughing, and he's a little surprised to see Gladio is there as well. The shield is relaxed in a chair, reading one of his books.
"Hey Iggy!" Prompto says with a grin when he catches sight of the advisor. Noctis pauses the game, his eyes finding the brunette as well. Ignis nods a bit.
"Hello Prompto, Highness. Gladio? I wasn't aware you'd be here." Ignis answers with a slight frown, and the shield looks up.
"Oh hey Iggy, yea, kind of invited myself over, Dad was driving me nuts." he says with a sheepish shrug as he sets down his book.
"I hope you don't mind." Noctis adds, looking a little unsure. Ignis just shrugs a bit.
"It's fine, Highness." he says. Noctis sighs at the title, but nods. Prompto hands his controller to Gladio, and then follows Ignis back to the kitchen. He makes sure the prince and his shield are engrossed in the game, then comes up behind the advisor where he's setting stuff on the counter to prepare, and steps closer, so that his chest touches the bespectacled male's back, his nose nuzzling his neck.
"You're too tense again, Ig." he says softly, and the advisor tenses suddenly, then relaxes more against his blonde lover.
"I suppose so, you know how it is to get Noct to attend his meetings." He says with a sigh. Prompto lets a soft chuckle escape his lips, moving to stand beside the advisor.
"True, but would you really want him any other way?" Ignis can't help chuckling as well at that, starting to dice up some sweet peppers.
"No I suppose not." Prompto watches him dicing the peppers a moment, wondering exactly what it is the advisor is making.
"Noct said he asked for a certain dish, but wouldn't say what, can I ask what you're making?" Prompto asks, his shoulder brushing the advisor's as they stand at the counter. Ignis glances up from his dicing, hands pausing their task, and smiles a bit.
"Noct asked for Green Curry Soup." Prompto's face lights up into a grin, which makes Ignis look at him curiously.
"You didn't know that's one of my favorites?" The gunner asks with a chuckle. Ignis shakes his head at the blonde.
"No, actually I did not. Would you like to learn how to make it?" Prompto grins at that, usually Ignis isn't one to let people stay in the kitchen with him when he's cooking, especially with Noct's ability to burn practically everything he tries to put on a stove.
"Really? I'd love to!" Prompto smiles, snatching a quick kiss from the advisor. Ignis can't help the blush that rises to his cheeks. He clears his throat, then nods.
"Alright, first we need to dice these peppers and the shallots." He places a second cutting board down on the counter, setting the shallots next to it. Prompto washes his hands in the sink, drying them off too as he heads back over. He watches Ignis dicing the peppers a moment, then starts with the shallots. He picks one up and examines it a moment, then peels off the outer skin. He picks up the knife and starts to cut, trying to make the pieces as small as what the advisor is doing with the peppers, but they keep coming out different sizes and shapes, most of which are still too large.
"Prom?" Ignis asks when he hears the gunner sigh in frustration, and he moves over to see.
"Here, like this." he says, moving to stand against the gunner's back, his chin on his lover's shoulder, since his taller height allows it, and he reaches his arms around the blonde, taking the knife gently, and showing him how to hold it, then starting to chop some of the shallots. Prompto leans into him, blue eyes watching Ignis' hands intently as he works. He soon returns the knife to Prompto, and the blonde begins to chop the shallots, with Ignis occasionally guiding his hand, and soon he has a pile of well diced shallots. He turns his head to flash a grin at Ignis.
"Like that?" and the advisor smiles, nodding.
"Perfect." Prompto grins happily, and the finished peppers and shallots are moved aside, and Ignis pulls the package of chickatrice legs from the fridge after kissing the gunner's cheek and stepping away. Prompto lets a smile onto his lips again as he watches Ignis select some spice bottles from the cupboard for the seasoning he needs, setting them aside on the counter. He then cuts open the package.
"Now these need to be skinned, then seasoned and set to simmer." Prompto nods, picking up one of the spice bottles to examine it, then setting it back down. He moves back to the cutting boards, watching quietly as Ignis divides up the chickatrice legs and begins to remove the skin with his knife. Prompto watches a moment or so, then he picks up his own knife, taking a leg and starting to remove the skin. He glances at the advisor every so often to make sure he's doing it right, and soon the whole pile has been skinned. Ignis disposes of the skins, then they wash their hands again.
"Now to mix the spices." he says. Prompto pulls open a drawer, hunting around for the set of measuring spoons Noctis has in here somewhere, finally finding them and holding them up with a smile. Ignis nods, setting a bowl down, as well as a small whisk. Prompto pulls over the bottles of spices, happening to reach for one at the same time as Ignis, causing them to both blush slightly and chuckle. Ignis adjusts his glasses, which he will not admit is a shy or nervous habit for him, and says as Prompto starts opening some of the bottles.
"We need a certain amount of each." Prompto nods, waiting, but when he goes to pour the amount of one of the spices into the measuring spoon, the holed shaker top ends up coming loose and not only causing overflow on the spoon, but a pile in the bowl as well.
"Eheheh.." he says sheepishly, blushing. Ignis just shakes his head with a light smirk, pouring what he can salvage of the spice back into its bottle and making sure the shaker top is secure. He then wipes out the bowl a bit as well.
"Quite alright, love. Try again." Prompto nods, still blushing a bit, but manages to carefully measure out the right amount, tipping the spoon into the bowl. Ignis nods and closes that bottle, and Prompto reaches for the next one. Prompto nods, measuring out what Ignis tells him of the next one, and tipping it into the bowl and setting the bottle aside after closing it. As he's about to put it down, there's a particularly loud whoop from Gladio in the other room, which makes the blonde jump against Ignis, who reflexively wraps an arm around his lover. Prompto gives a sheepish chuckle, leaning into the advisor a moment. Ignis takes the moment to steal a kiss from his blonde lover, who's more than happy to respond, turning to wrap his arms around Ignis. The green eyed advisor presses their bodies together, deepening the kiss, the spices momentarily forgotten. Another whoop from the other room, from Noctis this time, startles them apart this time, their cheeks pink as they pant slightly from the intensity of the sudden kiss. Catching their breath, Prompto continues to measure out each of the spices under the advisor's direction, who then whisks them together. Prompto watches as Ignis coats all the chickatrice legs in the spice rub, then sears them in a pan he hadn't realized had been warming. Once done, he sets them in a pot of water to start simmering. He puts the shallots in as well, but leaves the peppers aside in a covered bowl for now.
"Shall we see what the others are doing?" Ignis asks, cleaning one lens of his glasses that had gotten a bit steamed from the pot. Prompto nods, stealing a quick kiss.
"Sure." he says with a smile, then gives the advisor's rear a light swat before dashing into the rec-room again. Ignis gasps slightly at the swat, blushing a bit, then schools his features back into a calm expression as he follows the blond, though several ideas for "dessert" with the blonde seem to be running through his mind rather rampantly, though he manages to hide it well. He settles in a chair, green eyes occasionally roving over to the blond as he watches his lover and his closest friends enjoying themselves, while soon the smell of the soup begins to waft through the apartment, making the gunner shoot him the occasional grin every so often as he catches the scent.
There you are, prompt number one. Hope you enjoyed it, and reviews are welcome :3
- Raven.