Theme #5 - Swearing
Pairing: None
Word Count: 215
Rating: E (Contains swearing, duh.)
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14969156/chapters/34984586
        “Ignis, you never swear,” Prompto commented out of the blue.
        “He’s too refined,” teased Gladio.
        “I’ve heard him swear. It’s weird,” Noctis added.
        Ignis cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses. “It isn’t as though I haven’t wanted to, but when one spends as much time around dignitaries and royalty as I do, it becomes habit to curb one’s colorful language.”
        “I spend time around them, too. I still swear,” Noctis reminded Ignis.
        “Highness, if I’m not with you, I’m in meetings. Before that, it was school and etiquette lessons. You sit silently when you’re forced to attend meetings, and when you aren’t in public school, you’re off absorbing popular media.”
        “Besides, you swearing has the same effect as a toddler swearing,” Gladio joked. “It’s more cute than threatening.”
        “Fuck you,” Noctis grumbled, shoving the big guy.
        “See?” he laughed.
        Prompto smirked. “C’mon, Iggy, I gotta hear it.”
        “Why?” he inquired, arching a brow.
        “Dude, I just gotta hear what it sounds like in that slick voice of yours! C’mon, man! Do it! Do it, do it, do it!”
        Ignis sighed heavily.
        “You know he won’t let up till he hears it, Ig.”
        “It’ll make him happy.”
        The bespectacled man sighed again. “…Fuck.”
        Prompto erupted in cheers. “Woo!”
        “Still sounds weird.”
        “Yeah, not a fan.”
        “…Honestly.”
