Gladio knew how badass you were; knew that when you set your mind to something, it would be an uphill battle trying to talk you out of it. That's why he rarely tried talking you out of things -- he knew he'd lose, and probably get the silent treatment from you afterwards.
But there were certain things that he wasn't willing to let you go through with. Namely, things that included you being the distraction for him and the others.
"I'm not letting you do that," Gladio growled, his grip on your arm tightening. "What if something went wrong? What if I can't get to you in time?"
You turned to the shield with a little smirk.
"I can tell you what you can do, Gladio," you cooed. His amber eyes went wide, his grip on you loosening. "You can bury me with both middle fingers up."
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FanfictionJust some things I've thought up while playing FFXV. If you have any requests for certain characters or story lines, DM me.
