But he sighs, nods, carefully disentangles himself from the younger man. He pauses to lean over the couch, pressing a soft kiss to Noctis' lips, trying not to think about the fact that he'd been kissing Ardyn not an hour ago. "Yeah. You get some sleep. Tch- I need a drink." He stays just long enough to make sure Noctis is situated before he drifts across the large open space, putting the bowl and mug in the sink, pulling a bottle from the fridge, circling back around to drop into a chair across from Noct. He's still not willing to leave him alone, even with the potion, but he can let the kid rest while he tries to-
Think?
Not think?
He doesn't fucking know what to do any more. It's not until he's on the third bottle that he remembers that drinking was definitely supposed to be on the list of ways not to deal with shit.
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But he sighs, nods, carefully disentangles himself from the younger man. He pauses to lean over the couch, pressing a soft kiss to Noctis' lips, trying not to think about the fact that he'd been kissing Ardyn not an hour ago. "Yeah. You get some sleep. Tch- I need a drink." He stays just long enough to make sure Noctis is situated before he drifts across the large open space, putting the bowl and mug in the sink, pulling a bottle from the fridge, circling back around to drop into a chair across from Noct. He's still not willing to leave him alone, even with the potion, but he can let the kid rest while he tries to-
Think?
Not think?
He doesn't fucking know what to do any more. It's not until he's on the third bottle that he remembers that drinking was definitely supposed to be on the list of ways not to deal with shit.