//i wrote a thing for our ship don;t judge me//
It started with the posture.
Nothing big or glaring, although the professor could see that the kitten was making an effort to hold himself correctly, chest out with shoulders back and head held high and proud. Letting it slide might have been Layton’s first mistake, but he was looking so confident and pleased with himself that the top-hatted gentleman couldn’t bring himself to point it out.
Next to change was the clothing, and this was where Layton ought to have stepped in. Under the pretence of simply needing to change his appearance to evade Volgin, the ex-soldier took to sharp suits, could be seen studying the various types of collar, tie, shoes and how they all matched or didn’t match. It wasn’t that Ocelot became unrecognisable after that, but he seemed less and less like the headstrong youth he had met on his travels, and more like a constructed archetype.
It didn’t worry him nearly as much as walking in on the cat practising his vowels, trying to enunciate in the same way that Layton would.
Finally, the professor could stay silent no longer.
Finding the boy researching hats, he rolled his eyes. “Adam?” The kitten looked up at him expectantly, blue eyes aglow with attention. “We need to talk. I can see what you’re doing.”
“What I’m doing?” The kitten tried to feign ignorance, his ‘a’ sound too long, too deliberate. The professor simply raised a brow, and it was enough. The Russian looked down, face red.
“I just…” He sighed, folding his arms. “I want you to be proud one day.”
And the professor chuckled, making Ocelot’s blush that much darker. A gentle hand squeezed the boy’s shoulder. Blue eyes looked into warm browns.
“Adam, listen to me,” he murmured, smiling softly. “You do not need to choose the path of a gentleman for me to be proud of you. You seek to better yourself. You are trying. I am proud of you as you are.”
After their discussion, the professor had never been so relieved to hear the younger speaking normally, though he still retained that proud stance, head held high.
[AWWWWWWWWWW THAT WAS THE CUTEST THING EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRR THANK YOU reasonablylogical]