Setting: In the movie, the Avengers, when Thor came and practically stole Loki from Iron Man and Captain America and they were talking on the cliff.
"Do you think father would appreciate it if he knew his son was seeking out a poisonous dream."
"Well," Loki smiled cat like and was slightly flattered at the thought of his conquer being considered as a dream. "I can't say he would or he wouldn't. Why don't you tell me? After all, he did favor you." He spat the last line venomously as he pushed Thor out of his way and furiously leaned against the rock wall. Crossing his arms over his chest, he sighed coolly.
"It's not about me!" Thor shouted, his booming voice echoing. "This is about you," He stepped closer to Loki and jabbed him in the chest with a mere finger.
"And when is it ever not about you?" Loki retorted, rolling his eyes and looking away from Thor and into the darkness in the forest below.
A long, tedious pause hung over them. Thor and Loki both knew it was true; Thor was, as usual, the main subject of discussions. He was always favored by everyone and Loki was just known as the brother whom was less fortunate, especially when compared to the great Thor.
"Brother," Thor began to speak holding Loki's shoulder which was piled with heavy armor. His icy blue eyes saddened, almost as if he was about to cry.
Loki viscously pulled away from Thor's tight grip.
"Brother," Thor repeated with the same expression from before. He had to swallow hard because of a knot forming in his throat. "Do you think these innocent people deserve this? Please… come home.."
The word words plus Thor's expression sent Loki's mind wheeling as he clenched his jaw hard. He didn't know what to say or feel. He wanted to feel sad because his brother was obviously upset. He wanted to feel angry, though, because Thor was trying to convince him to come home even though Thor knew Loki was not fond of his own home. And even though those emotions made him react horribly, he felt happy that at least his brother wanted him back home.
"I don't particularly like my home," Loki purred smoothly.
"But I want you to be safe," Thor said.
There was yet another cold, distant pause.
"The only place you'd be safe is at home.. Please, I beg of -" Thor was interrupted by Loki's satisfied voice.
"Oh?" Loki smirked widely. "I think it's really lovely that you are begging to a supposedly inferior man like me.. When, though, I was living in your shadow back at home. We both know that's exactly how it was," He hissed through clenched teeth.
Thor furrowed his brows and didn't argue with Loki for a few moments. Instead, he tightly wrapped his arms around Loki and rested his head on his brothers shoulder. Loki stood between his brother and the rock wall behind him, too shocked for his mind to even register what was happening at the moment.