So I had this idea and I think it works best for sweet teenager Ignis, so.. Ignis pulls a muscle in training and he tries to bush it off with his kind fem s/o so she doesn’t get worried. She notices and when they are alone she tries to give him a massage to make it better. Will Ignis allow it? If so, does he get blushy and awkward Cx? Thank you, and sorry if it’s too specific!

promptoschocohoe:

This is That Good Shit, blushy Ignis is bae. Also inspired by the one time I pulled a muscle…it was horrible, do ya stretches 

Tagging @birdsandivory @idiotflowerex and anyone who’s interested. Requests are currently closed!

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“I’m quite alright,” Ignis insisted for the fourth time, despite not being quite alright at all.

“Then it shouldn’t hurt for me to look,” she sighed, leaning one of her legs against his knee and trailing her hand up his leg before he could stop her.

Ignis hissed as her hand found a tight knot on his inner thigh, larger than her palm and hard as a rock. Her instinct was to pull away, to get a doctor or a potion at least, but she knew well enough Ignis was far beyond embarrassed. 

“A pulled muscle of some sort,” Ignis promised quickly, fruitlessly trying to wiggle away from her. The couch didn’t offer much room and the last thing he wanted was to kick his beloved off, but he wasn’t below doing it either. “Darling, there’s no need – “

His voice cut off when she palmed the swollen muscle and began to kneed it gently. Ignis could feel his face flushing, but he’d be lying if he didn’t admit his thigh was already beginning to feel better. The muscle was dangerously close to his groin, pulled while trying to do yoga, and those two things combined left the teenage boy too embarrassed to tell the truth, opting to tell Cor and a few others he was just ill. 

His sweetheart was a different story. 

Ignis couldn’t lie to her, even over the phone. She knew he did yoga – which took out some of the embarrassment – but when he told her he pulled a muscle she insisted on coming over with creams and soup to make him feel better. It was beyond nice and made Ignis feel warm and loved, a tingling feeling he couldn’t quite shake. 

As she worked both hands against his inner thigh, Ignis was starting to feel warm and tingly in other places too.

Please Gods, Ignis silently begged. Stop the blood flow. I don’t wish for her see me so weak. Ah – think of Noct’s apartment and all the homework you’re behind in now – 

“Honey?”

Eyes snapping open, Ignis was greeted with worry and concern.

“You don’t look well. Am I hurting you?”

“Some,” Ignis lied, despite the twist in his gut for doing so. “Perhaps I should just lie down.”

She smiled as she rose, dipping to kiss his forehead before making her way to the kitchen to heat up his soup. Ignis sighed and thanked every God he could before adjusting his sweatpants and wondering just how long it would take for this muscle to heal.