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Prompto had expected a lot out of his Crownsguard training. It was pretty easy, for the most part, once they learned that he was deadly with a gun after testing out various weapons and failing at all. Now what he certainly hadn’t expected was having to learn how to dance.
“If you’re to be part of the Crownsguard, Prompto, you must learn to waltz. We are part of the court, after all, and are typically expected to join in on any gala’s that may be held here. It’d be awful if you embarrassed yourself by your lack of grace,” Ignis explained, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose with two fingers.
“Won’t you have to lead me though? You’re taller than me,” Prompto muttered uncertainly, crossing his arms self-consciously over his middle.
“It isn’t very hard to be taller than you,” Ignis smirked, the man 6’ even to Prompto’s 5’8”, about the same height as most women in Eos. He ignored the grumbled “shut up”, stepping close to Prompto. “I’ll lead you for now, and we’ll eventually graduate you to leading. Iris said she’d love to help when that time comes.”
“Gods, just get on with it. Or do you enjoy prolonging my suffering?”
“Something like that,” Ignis replied, stepping even further into Prompto’s space. He guided unsure hands, leading one to rest on his shoulder, keeping the other firm within his own palm. His free hand slid down to Prompto’s waist and around, pressing into the small of the blonde’s back.
“I’m going to die of embarrassment,” the blonde whined, and indeed his face was red, all the way to the tips of his ears. His freckles stood out against that blush, and it was absolutely lovely. Ignis chuckled softly, pressing Prompto closer.
“This is how you would hold a woman were you dancing formally,” Ignis explained, when Prompto tried in vain to squirm away. He was a gunner for a reason, he was not very strong at all.
“I’m not a girl, dude. You don’t have to hold me so close…”
“I have to teach you properly. Stop with your squirming. I may remind you, the sooner we start, the sooner we may finish.” Not to mention if the young blonde kept writhing the way he was, he was going to give Ignis a rather hard to ignore problem.
They finally started dancing, Ignis murmuring out instructions with each and every movement. He was surprised when Prompto picked up rather quickly, becoming more confident until they were effortlessly dancing around the large ballroom.
Prompto was laughing as Ignis spun him in a circle, yanking the smaller man’s leg around his waist and dipping him low. Prompto let out a breathless giggle, arms wrapped around Ignis’ shoulders to help in keeping him suspended.
They stayed there for several moments, Prompto’s giggles dissolving away as he stared into those too-green eyes. He felt his own eyes flutter closed as he lost himself in Ignis’ comforting presence, felt soft lips brush against his own in their first kiss.
A loud wolf-whistle startled them both, Ignis nearly dropping Prompto. “You were right, Noct. Leave these two in a romantic situation and they’d stop dancing around each other.”
“You owe me five,” came Noct’s cool voice from where he was leaning against the wall.
“What do you need five for anyway? You’ve got more money than you’ll ever know what to do with.”
Prompto ignored the other two, rubbing his hands over his arms. “Well that was embarrassing,” he muttered softly, inching his way further from Ignis.
“Not so fast, Prompto.” Ignis took the blonde’s hand again, pulling him close. “Our lessons are nowhere near over.”
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