I have returned after a long time... I hope you'll enjoy this story... It's Thorki, btw ^^;
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The first rays of sun shone through the thin drapes. It cast a soft pink and orange glow around the old apartment bedroom. It was rather small and a big two-person bed, two nightstands and a closet barely fit in it together. On the bed lay two figures… both tall, but physical complete opposites.
One had a very well tanned skin, golden hair and was build big and buff. The other person was extremely pale, had black hair and was thin, only slightly muscled. One was named Thor, the other Loki. They had gone through difficult times together, especially the last few months. Loki's trial on Asgard had not gone as Thor had planned after he had dragged him back home. The Allfather was unforgiving and did not wish to reason with his two sons, both claiming that Loki was not at fault for the assault on earth. He still wanted his second son's power taken away… for good.
Only after Loki had shoved the evidence in Thor's face, did the older brother believe that the younger wasn't evil. His will had been twisted. Chitauri years, decades of torture had deprived his brother of his sanity and allowed the enemy to overtake him and use him as a puppet. Odin would not hear any of their lies and Thor did the only thing he thought was right. He snuck his little brother out at night.
Getting him out of the dungeons and to the bifrost was no problem. Convincing Heimdall to open the freaking gate to whatever realm they pleased was a large problem. His oath didn't allow him to let the boys go to another realm, yet he did not sound the alarm. He only told the young adults to leave their poisonous dreams and go back home.
But Thor refused to let his brother suffer any longer. Determined to get his brother to safety he began to shout against the gatekeeper. Demanding passage… But none was given. Loki sighed against his brother side as he nuzzled his head against his brother's arm. Thor stopped his rampage to look at him, but said nothing as his eyes softened at the sight and gesture. But mere seconds later they were gone.
They had turned up on a busy street on Midgard. Neon lights, dozens of drunk people bumping against each other and no one noticed the two Asgardian gods suddenly appearing on the pedestrian.
"You have returned us to the mortals, brother?" Thor asked, but Loki was too weak after his little display of magic to react properly.
He only handed his brother a key. The older man looked at it and then at the building in front of them.
"You have resided inside this building, Loki?" Thor once again attempted to ask and the trickster only nodded his head shortly against his big brother's arm.
Thor had half carried his brother inside the building before he discovered that it was in fact an apartment-complex. He would have to find the right number before he could let his brother rest.
"23" His brother sighed and Thor had barely heard it.
He saw the little numbers next to the door and understood that his brother must have meant that 23 was the number of his apartment.
"Do you mind to be heaved upon my back so I can properly help you up, brother?" Thor asked softly.
Loki looked up for a second. He looked worn and the older man almost felt bad for asking, but his brother soon began to move to stand behind him. Loki placed both hands on Thor's shoulder and the latter just pulled his brother on his back. He placed his arms under the younger brother's legs as Loki had locked his hands around his neck.
He carried him up 3 flights of stairs, stopping before the number 23. He took the key in his hand and unlocked the door, placing all of loki's weight on one arm. He placed his brother on a chair in what looked, in the dark, like a kitchen. Red letters read 3:40 a.m. But Thor paid it no mind. He was searching a light switch and after feeling around the door, he found it and turned it on.
It was indeed a very small kitchen… small stove, small fridge, small table in the middle of the small kitchen with only 3 chairs. To the back was a large window. Perpendicular to it stood a grey 3person coach against a wall that faced a flat-screen. Only one door was visible. He let his brother sit for a while as he walked around the sideboard and entered the small bedroom with its large bed opposite Thor. The other door on the right side probably contained the bathroom.
He returned to the narrow kitchen and pulled his brother up.
"Brother, we must rest. Let me help you to your room." Loki looked up and seemed drowsy.
He no longer made any move to touch his brother and Thor sighed. He lifted the younger on and carried him to his bedroom. Loki's protest was meager. He no longer had the strength. Thor placed him on the bed as he opened the closet.
Luckily his brother did have some more comfortable clothes that looked very Midgardian. None of the shirts would fit thor, but he found some grey, baggy pants that fitted him just right. For his brother he selected a green shirt and black shorts… Loki was always to easily bothered by heat.
He first changed his own clothes, placing them in the closet. Then he helped his brother who seemed to have fallen asleep. Thor sighed as he tucked Loki under the covers and laid down next to him. There only was one bed and he did not want to sleep on the ground. He too crawled under the blanket on the right side of Loki and snuck his hands around the other's waist. His brother who had already fallen asleep, responded unconsciously by crawling closer to Thor's warmth. He placed his hands on his brother's warm, exposed chest and sighed audibly.
The older man only smiled and looked outside the rather large, but dirty window to the bustling city. He felt guilty for not realizing sooner that his brother had suffered so much at the hands of the Chitauri and he was afraid to touch his back that was still full of angry red marks, scars and some dried blood… After all, they never got the chance to clean him up properly… His father had only rewarded Loki by letting a guard beat him to pulp.
Hopefully more to come ^^; Comments are always welcome. I'm sorry about any grammatic errors, feel free to correct me.
