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[ ignis has no idea that albert is planning this -- his beloved, generous, thoughtful lover who is so often hell-bent on spoiling him silly that ignis can't help but be grateful. he hasn't seen him in a couple of days; work, taking care of his own, and and extracurriculars like networking and mingling amongst the gems to rouse support for albert's eventual political bid has him tired out and exhausted.

fortunately, today's a good day, a welcome reprieve from the whirlwind of activity, and he senses the familiar sounds of cleaning, the soft rustlings and the adjustments of pillows that make him smile. only one person makes sounds like that, only one man aside from ignis himself is just as fastidious and particular.

and oh -- look.

his albert, in an apron, of all things. he shuts the door behind him, his heart skipping a beat as he takes in the ultimately domestic sight before him. that, and that purple shirt. it shouldn't hit him in all the best primal areas as hard as it should, but it does, and ignis loves him so, so very deeply for it. ]

Oh, dear Albert.

[ he comes up behind him, an arm sliding around that lean waist as he presses his lips to the back of his neck. his living room is even more spotless than usual, and he can't help but smile. ]

Goodness, if I knew you were here, I would've come back even earlier.

[ he sniffs briefly, tilting his head in curiosity. interesting. ] Incense, my darling? Do you have something planned?

[He glances up from his cleaning when Ignis enters, greeting him with a smile before returning to his task, hell-bent on finishing it so Ignis doesn't have to lift a finger. He's sweetly surprised by the arm around him, and the kiss... Ignis is as romantic as can be, sometimes, and Albert lives for it.]

A surprise loses its impact if I give any little bit away, darling.

[Okay, maybe he can finish cleaning later, or in the morning. He turns in Ignis' hold and wraps one arm around his lover.]

I do have something planned. You're going to relax tonight, and do absolutely nothing of value whatsoever. I'm going to spoil you, feed you, and tuck you right into bed.

[A smile.]

You've been working so hard, and I've missed you. Call me selfish, if you must.

[He presses a brief kiss to Ignis' lips.]

Go look in the bedroom while I rearrange myself.

Do absolutely nothing of value?

[ ignis echoes, mildly surprised but warmed by the intention behind it all the same. it's so rare to have someone who minds ignis and pays attention to him as much as he does, and he can't help but bask in that impossibly sweet, wonderful, shining moment, warm with his love for him.

the kiss makes his heart flutter, and he aches to touch him, to hold him, but he's thwarted quite a few of albert's plans up until now, and decides to behave. ]

The farthest thing you are is selfish. [ he muses, reluctant to leave, because albert, the flawless, noble aristocrat, looks so good in an apron, and he just wants to admire him a little longer. ]

And by rearranging, you don't mean to remove to apron, do you?

[ because ignis is very presently discovering that this is a thing that turns him on. ]

[This darling, incorrigible man. Albert loves him so. And don't think he doesn't notice that Ignis is actually wearing that ring.]

Now that you mention it, perhaps I'll leave it on. It might help me keep from ruining my shirt.

[What does that mean? He'll have to go into the bedroom to see!]

[ LIKE HELL IGNIS IS TAKING IT OFF WHEN ALBERT PUT IT ON HIM

but also the ring glitters so nicely, so vibrantly, a deep, lovely, beautiful and rich green, so much like albert's eyes.

but ignis gets the idea, and decides to go towards the bedroom. ]

You know, when I said to keep the apron on, I meant just the apron.

[ but his words trail off when he sees the sensuous, romantic wonderland that is currently the bedroom he shares often with albert. rose petals, his favourite sheets, candles, and the whole nine yards.

he's pleasantly, wonderfully delighted and surprised, the weariness of his day dissipating in the face of such sweet, romantic thoughtfulness. ]

You did all this?

[Yep. 100% Incorrigible.

Albert will wear just the apron, then, because he can't say no to Ignis at all.

He follows him into the bedroom, stopping in the doorway to watch his beloved Ignis' reaction. It takes his breath away, and he knows he did something very right.]

I did. All for you, my hard-working darling. I made dinner, as well.

[ and 100% in love with albert.

he is amazed and swept off his feet by this romantic grand gesture, and when albert turns up behind him, he shifts to take his hand, drawing him into the room, too.

their small, wonderful little soothing world. ]

You made dinner?

[ honestly, that is even more impressive than this glorious setup. albert made dinner. ignis has always been under the impression that albert doesn't do any kind of kitchen-work that doesn't involve a bottle of wine and a wine opener. ]

[And Albert is 100% in love with him, honestly. Drawn into the room, he wraps his arms around Ignis and kisses his cheek softly.]

Before you ask, I didn't cook anything so I didn't burn anything. But it's tea sandwiches, a chopped salad, and all my love. Oh, and I brewed you some fresh coffee for tomorrow.

[For a moment he wonders if that's enough, if he made enough effort to impress and relax Ignis.]

Of course, if none of it is good, I'll simply order something else for you.

It's enough. It's more than enough. You've pulled out all the stops today, I'm impressed.

[ ignis will eat anything albert makes and still love him intensely, obsessively, even -- that albert went the extra mile to make sandwiches speaks volumes, and he's pulling him in with an arm around his waist. ]

Thank you. I love all of this. You didn't have to, Albert.

[ and yet. ignis' heart is so full, and he can't help a smile as he presses his forehead to his. ]

Stay until morning with me. I'm not letting you go anywhere else tonight.

You always do so much for me, and I rarely have the time to do the same for you.

[It's not exactly how it is, but it's close enough in Albert's mind.]

I love you, darling. This is because I do.

[He leans into the hold, his forehead against Ignis'.]

I intended to stay, as long as you were.

So... when can I sample the tea sandwiches, chopped salad, and all your love?

[ ignis smiles now, his arms wrapped possessively around him -- if he could he would keep albert with him forever, for days and days, holding him, kissing him, ravishing him to within an inch of his life.

he can't wait for the coffee, either, but he supposes it has to wait -- there are several more pressing things for ignis to enjoy with albert first. ]

I'm thinking it's the first time you've made things like that.

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