I'm an adult, I tell myself, blushing furiously.

Please tell me what you think!

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It was a rather silly thing to be bothered over, but Ignis found himself bothered nonetheless.

He kept slipping glances to where Leo was, rather passionately, arguing with Noct about the outcome of their game of King's Knight while Prompto was trying to mediate. It wasn't the argument that drew Ignis, but what Leo was wearing, an oversized hoodie with little chocobos patterning it.

He was being a fool. Leo had been stealing hoodies from Noct, Gladio, and Prompto since the beginning of their journey. It was commonplace at this point, and not even unique to her. Noct and Prompto stole each other's hoodies all the time too. What bothered him was that Leo never thought to steal any of his clothes.

It was something that only struck him recently, now that they were together. He found himself leaving shirts in visible places, waiting to see if she'd pick them up. But no. She ignored his shirts altogether, perplexing him greatly.

Ignis knew there was little point in jealousy. Leo was her own woman, and she could wear whatever she pleased. The last thing he wanted was to be controlling or possessive. Still, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy whenever he saw her in another's clothes. Especially since she was so small and easily engulfed by even Prompto's clothes.

One night, he decided to ask her about it. It wasn't that he was being jealous. No. Of course not. He was merely perplexed. Were his shirts not to her satisfaction? When he put forth the question one night in camp, she merely blinked in confusion. "Don't worry Ignis. I haven't been stealing your clothes. Promise."

Well, she missed the point completely. "I can see that. I was merely wondering why." He hesitated before continuing. "You seem so comfortable in the others' clothes."

"Hmm… well ya know I usually only steal hoodies." Leo indicated to the gigantic black hoodie she was wearing that could only be Gladio's, holding out the long flaps that her arms were too short to fill. "I haven't really thought about it before. It's a good thing you don't have hoodies for me to steal."

Ignis sighed. "I wouldn't mind." He was adjusting his glasses far too much. "That is I- if you wish to steal my shirts, I wouldn't… ah, nevermind." At her worried look, he pulled her close and kissed her softly before bidding her goodnight.

Leo let it go for that night, but couldn't stop being puzzled over it for the entirety of the next day's hunt. It was a random time to call her out on her theft of clothes. Did the others put him up to it? If so, she demanded Noct and Prompto be held accountable too as she wasn't the only hoodie thief.

So she took it up with Gladio, who listened to her theory before he laughed. And laughed. For a good solid minute, pissing Leo off more and more. "Oh, you're hopeless." he chuckled, wiping a tear from his eye once he finished.

"Hmph, what the hell are you talking about?"

Gladio ruffled her hair affectionately. Before she could snap at him, his words stopped her. "Ignis is jealous."

"Jealous?" Leo asked in genuine bewilderment.

"I didn't think Iggy would be the type, but he is a man after all." At her growing perplexity, he sighed. "Guys usually like it when their girlfriends wear their clothes."

"When they…" Leo could only stare at him. She looked down and realised she was wearing Noct's old hoodie. "That's a thing? Really?" She remembered his words, I wouldn't mind, and felt herself grow warm. "Are you sure?"

Gladio laughed again. "Wanna bet?"

Leo considered it but shook her head. "Nah, I— I'll take your word for it." He ruffled her hair once more, and she swatted his hand away. With that he left her to ponder this new development.

There was only one way to test this out.

Leo had her privacy in the tent, where she could worry in peace as she stared at the shirt she held in her hands. Of course it was perfectly soft. She wouldn't have expected any less from Ignis. She would have never thought that Ignis would notice what she wore around camp. No one else seemed to. There was no way she'd give up her (others') hoodies, but maybe she could oblige him.

The real reason she never thought to take his shirts, she realised as she shrugged the cream shirt on and began to button it up, was that his clothes were way too nice for her. She played around with too many explosives to justify risking the shirts he took such good care of. But if he really doesn't mind… or even wants me to… then why not?

When she was done with the buttons, she rolled up the too long sleeves and inspected herself critically in her phone's camera. She usually didn't wear too many light colours, but this looked nice against her dark skin. It dipped a little low, but she was wearing a sports bra underneath so she wasn't too worried. Guiltily, she pressed her nose to the collar and took in Ignis's scent. Musk from his cologne and something that was uniquely him.

Well, it was certainly comfortable. She could see herself wearing it more often. Now all she needed was the courage to join the others and pretend that she wasn't a flustered mess. It was just a shirt. There was no need to make a big deal out of it, right? So, she left the tent and joined the others at the campfire. Prompto gave her a curious look, but didn't comment and Noct didn't notice at all. She caught a thumbs up from Gladio, who she gave the finger to.

Ignis though… She could only summon the courage to peek at him twice, once when he was at the stove and hadn't noticed her yet, and the other when he was staring at her with a look that made her stomach flutter. After that shared glance, Leo nearly dropped the mug she was holding and laughed it off, throwing herself into their current game. Okay, maybe Gladio had kind of definitely been right.

Once Prompto and Noct left to sleep, Leo took the chance to begin polishing their weapons for the next day's hunt. It was supposed to be difficult, so she wanted to make sure they were perfectly prepared. Gladio lingered for a bit, continuing to read his book, before shutting it and bidding good night.

She had almost forgotten Ignis's presence. But as soon as Gladio was gone, Ignis took a seat beside her and all but pulled her into his lap. Leo squeaked but adjusted herself so she was more comfortable, and oh Six she was all but straddling him. He kept a firm grip on her waist, keeping her there. "Hey." she said lamely, summoning the courage to peek up at him.

Her heart skipped a beat, seeing how dark his green eyes were. He pressed his lips to the exposed skin on her shoulder. "It is cruel to tease me like this, dearest." he murmured against her skin.

Leo could barely hear him with her heart pounding in her ears. "I— um— I— thought— after you asked, that— that I should wear— I mean… Do you like it?" She cursed herself for her inability to use words properly.

She felt his body shake with suppressed laughter and she found herself giggling as well. She didn't know what to do with her hands, so she put them on his shoulders to steady herself. "Do I like it? Hmm..." She had the full pleasure of watching his eyes rove over her body, lingering on her collarbones. "Seeing you in my shirt is driving me rather mad, I'm afraid."

Leo could only look at him with wide eyes. She really had that much of an effect on him? Ignis's eyes softened at her reaction. "I don't mean to frighten you, Leo. Is this okay?" he indicated to their current closeness.

She nodded shyly. Seeing as he still didn't look convinced, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. They had been dating for over a month now, but she still struggled to initiate kisses. Ignis somehow pulled her closer, responding by kissing her so hard that she saw stars behind her closed eyes. She sighed against his lips and moved her hands to the back of his head to weave her fingers through his hair.

Ignis pulled away from a moment to look at her. Leo was sure she was red as a tomato. But he must have liked what he saw as he kissed her again, messily. She jumped in surprise when he pushed past her lips with his tongue, deepening the kiss. Leo met his tongue with her own hesitantly, weaving her fingers further in his hair. She moaned as he continued kissing her deeply and Ignis froze against her. When he pulled away, Leo looked at him in concern. "Did I do something wrong?" She pressed her fingers to her warm lips.

Before she could worry too much, Ignis shook his head. "No. Far from it." She liked the way he looked right now, flushed with lips red, glasses falling down his nose, and hair a mess from where she'd grabbed it. In truth, Ignis doubted his ability to control himself when she looked so red and wide eyed in his shirt. Especially after that sound she had just made. He wanted nothing more than to draw it from her again, but he worried that it was far too soon. Leo still looked puzzled, so he kissed her once more, briefly, to reassure her.

Leo could only grin like an idiot at that. She pressed her cheek against his shoulder and felt content to stay like that for a while, despite the fact that she knew he probably felt how wildly her heart was beating. His was beating quickly as well, so she felt better about that.

If she got a reaction like this for wearing his shirt, she was definitely going to do it more often.