Ignis Scientia is not a man who is easily distracted.

But when it comes to you — sitting there next to him in the passenger seat as he drives and looking oh-so-ethereal with the wind blowing through your hair, he can’t help that his eyes stray from the road a little too frequently.

He subconsciously tightens his grip on the steering wheel, fighting to keep his focus on navigating the terrain ahead of him instead of just admiring you.

“Could you please… refrain from distracting me? It’s highly dangerous.” Ignis croaks out in the most controlled tone as he can manage right now, swallowing down the lump in his throat.