RATING: Teen | GENRE: Fluff | WORD COUNT: 1,353 SUMMARY: Gladio has a surprise for your birthday. AUTHOR’S COMMENT: Ahhh, why am I always late with these… Anyways, happy birthday @fieryfantasy! This ended up much longer and fluffier than intended, hah. I hope you had/have a wonderful day!
Gladio can’t help but grin like a complete idiot, his cheeks hurting from how much he was smiling. His amber eyes look like they’re twinkling, excitement coursing through his veins as he imagines what your reaction will be like when you see the surprise he has in store for you. He imagines that sweet smile of yours he loves so much gracing your lips when he gives you the gifts he’s picked out especially for you, and all it does is make the man smile much wider, if it was possible.
Prompto, who’s walking a few steps ahead of the Shield, glances back around to look at his friend, and it warms his heart to see Gladio so happy. There’s a bounce in his steps, and that grin of his has never left his face. The blond fetches his camera, walking backwards on the street and hoping not to crash, and he points the lens towards the taller male who’s still lost in his own thoughts. The flash and click of the camera brings him back to reality, one of his eyebrows quirking and head tilting to the side in confusion.
The blond shrugs his shoulders, “I had to get the shot to show Iggy and Noct later. I mean, have you seen how you look like right now?”
Using both arms and with exaggerated motions, Prompto gestures towards the Shield’s appearance. There really isn’t anything different to his usual attire except maybe looking a bit more well-groomed he’s carrying oversized Moogle and Chocobo plushies underneath both of his arms, one of his hands holding onto a brightly-coloured bag that contained your favourite flavoured cake. All the cute-looking items looks amusing when coupled with the man’s intimidating appearance. Enough so that it actually garners some stares and giggles.
“What?” Gladio asks, not seeing what the problem is.
Prompto just sighs in response, playfully rolling his eyes. His friend is so helplessly in love with you, it’s almost unbearable. But it’s also the reason why the blond decided to take some time to help Gladio with his surprise for you.
RATING: Teen | GENRE: Hurt/Comfort/Fluff | WORD COUNT: 1,214 SUMMARY: Gladio decides you need to take a break. NOTE: Written in First POV (Reader’s) AUTHOR’S COMMENT: So this ended up being a bit more personal which is why I ended up writing in first POV instead of my usual second POV. Sweet, soft, and fluffy Gladio gives me pure life.
“Hey, you need to stop…” Gladio heaved a sigh as he placed his firm hands on my shoulders from behind. I understood full well where his concern was coming from, but I chose not to heed his warning and continued with my work, my eyes glued to the screen while my fingers continued to type. Even without looking, I can tell that Gladio was frowning, displeased at my apparent lack of care towards my well-being.
Seeing as the gentle approach didn’t work, the Shield had no choice but to use force. His hands left my shoulders, and for a moment, I foolishly thought that he would leave me alone so that I can continue with my work in peace. Suddenly, he’s gripping the sides of my body and lifting me up into the air.
“Hey!” I shrieked in protest, struggling against him at this abrupt action. Gladio said nothing and draped me over one of his broad shoulders with my legs over his chest and my torso behind his back like I weighed nothing to him.
“You haven’t been eating much.” It wasn’t a question, but rather a statement. An accusatory one at that, but still true. I bit my lower lip at his tone that was laced with worry, knowing where he was going with this. “And you haven’t been sleeping much either.”
RATING: General | GENRE: Hurt/Comfort | WORD COUNT: 1,092 SUMMARY: You slowly find yourself accepting Gladio’s company.
“I’m fine,” you insist, but the way your voice cracks at the end suggests that you’re not. Afraid of breaking down in front of the tall and mighty Shield before you, you take a sharp turn on your heel to leave with a huff; however, you don’t get far. You’ve barely taken a step away when Gladio grasps your wrist with his firm hands, his grip unrelenting yet not exactly forceful either as he keeps you in place.
“You’re lying.”
“I’m not,” you bark in return while keeping your back turned to him, struggling to get your wrist free. But Gladio is much more powerful than you, and you know there’s no way you’re going to be able to free yourself unless the man allows it.
“You are,” he states, as though it wasn’t obvious enough already. His voice is even and determined, but his heart aches to see you refusing his help when it was something you needed, even if you didn’t admit it yourself. Gladio allows his hand to slide down from your wrist, and he spreads your fingers apart with his own so that he can interlock them together. His hand is warm, and it causes your resolve to crumble even more.
RATING: Teen | GENRE: Fluff/Slice of Life | WORD COUNT: 660 SUMMARY: You and Gladio share a sweet moment together in bed.
Humming softly to yourself, your eyes follow the trails your fingers make on the skin of the man you comfortably settled yourself atop. Both of your bodies are bare and flush against one another’s with clothes strewn all around the dimly lit bedroom. Gladio breathes out a satisfied sigh with one of his arms lazily draped over your waist while his other hand runs along the length of your arm in a slow and rhythmic pattern.
The sheets are a complete mess, and the blanket was haphazardly thrown over both of your figures after a heated session. You continue to hum as your fingers find their way to Gladio’s messy hair, and you absentmindedly comb through the locks to smoothen them out. As you do, you end up locking gazes with the man beneath you, and a smile crosses its way to your lips.
“What is it?” Gladio asks while attaching a chuckle at the end of his question when you stare at his eyes for too long, his deep voice breaking you out of your reverie.
“Hm…? Oh,” you breathe out when you finally register the question into your mind. Your smile widens by a bit more, and you tilt your head to the side, your hair falling over your shoulders with the action. “I was just thinking about how gorgeous your eyes are.”
The Shield pauses with his actions for a moment, and his eyes slowly widen. A few seconds later, he’s donning a wide and cheeky grin on his features. “Yeah?” He asks to confirm.
His reaction pulls a short giggle out of you before you respond, “Yeah.”
Gladio’s grin starts to melt into a smirk, and you suddenly find the room spinning around you as the man flips the both of you around without warning to switch positions. The abrupt motion elicits a shriek which becomes bubbling laughter as Gladio peppers your face with kisses, purposefully tickling you with his stubble.
You attempt to stop the man by pushing against him, but Gladio easily captures your wrists and pins them down to the bed as he continues to shower you with his kisses, smiling against your skin while he listens to your laughter he loves so much. You turn your head to try to escape, but all that does is give the Shield access to more areas for him to show his affection.
“Gladio—!” Your protest is cut off short when the man crashes his lips onto yours into a deep kiss. All of your breath leaves you, and your eyes flutter close as you melt into the Shield’s warmth.
Gladio eventually lets go of your wrists, and while his hands go to hold you by your hips, your arms wind around his neck to pull him closer against you. Pulling away with a sigh of admiration, the man gazes down at you with lidded eyes, his expression both soft yet full of fire at the same time. That look he gives you sends your heart racing each and every time, and your fingertips trace the shape of his jaw as the pair of you continue to stare at the other in silence.
“You’re beautiful,” Gladio whispers, and there are so many other things he’s said with those two simple words. Those words seem so heavy with the weight of his feelings for you, but you graciously accept them.
The Shield lies back down on the bed, claiming his spot beside you and wrapping his strong arms around your waist. You bury yourself into his chest and breathe in his scent, smiling to yourself. Gladio draws lazy circles on your lower back, and the sensation makes you sleepy in addition to the sound of his heartbeat and deep breaths.
Your eyelids start to feel heavy, and you find yourself drifting further and further away from consciousness. “Sweet dreams,” Gladio murmurs, and you know that there exists no sweeter dream than being in Gladio’s arms like this.
Mayerine 