[It's a burden they both carry but it's somthing they are both aware of, something that they talk about, acknowledge even if they can't change it. It makes it easier to bear, knowing he doesn't have to hide those moments of insecurity. He hopes it's a little easier on Ignis, too, that the advisor knows he can talk to him if he ever has insecurities about what might happen in the future.
Lingering won't help though so Gladio smirks, the smug little huff of breath more than enough to tell Ignis what he's doing. He shifts a little and then presses something into Iggy's hands, soft supple suede driving gloves, fingerless this time, not as warm as the leather he usually wears. It should set him keep as much of his grip as the leather ones do without being hot or restricting his sense of touch as much.]
They're red, like a really dark mahogany kinda color.
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Lingering won't help though so Gladio smirks, the smug little huff of breath more than enough to tell Ignis what he's doing. He shifts a little and then presses something into Iggy's hands, soft supple suede driving gloves, fingerless this time, not as warm as the leather he usually wears. It should set him keep as much of his grip as the leather ones do without being hot or restricting his sense of touch as much.]
They're red, like a really dark mahogany kinda color.