004. noctis/ignis; i find shelter in this way

[heavyweighsthe]

under cover hide away

( The sound of the wind rattles across the roof of what was not much more than a glorified shack, rain pounding against the walls and windows. And Noct eyes, as much as he can, through the darkness. He supposes it could have been worse — they’d found somewhere relatively safe to duck into, similar runes lining the walls that line the havens and he hopes that’s enough to keep any daemons from coming too close. Now all there was to do was wait. Wait and beat himself up some more for insisting on Ignis taking him out to fish that afternoon. Which in and of itself wasn’t that awful of a request probably, how could he have known they’d get swarmed by some nasties on the way back, stranded with weather and poor Ignis burning up with something that the legion of potions he’d forced on him had barely touched. Yeah… it had been a good day. He pulls his phone out as it buzzes in his pocket and quickly replies to Gladio’s text, checking in. It had taken a lot to force the other to stay still at the motel — no sense him and Prompto getting lost in the weather too. He tears himself away from the window and moves to the lone bed in the room, sinking gently to the edge of it as he looks over Ignis. His lips press together, worry clear in his face. ) Can I get you anything? ( Not that he’s exactly sure what that would be. Water maybe, there was a sink. )