Loki's stomach grumbled, he hadn't eaten anything for about two days.
He started to lift himself from his bed.
The growing worry he felt within him was stopping him from doing some of the simplest of tasks.
Thor was supposed to of been back four days ago, he's never that late. Loki had begun to suspect that something terrible must of happened to him which caused him to worry immensely.
He wouldn't be able to live without Thor...
Loki scratched his head, he was only wearing a pair of dark green boxers.
He decided to do something productive and take a shower.
The feeling of cold water hitting his body was refreshing, drops of water were trailing his every curve.
'I wonder what it would be like if Thor were to touch me in this manner' Loki thought to himself.
He blushed at the mere thought of it. He knew that Thor only thought of him as an annoying younger brother. Loki didn't class Thor as his brother though he classed him as a...
...crush of his...
Loki had almost finished showering when suddenly the front door was slammed open. He was begging to the lord's that it was Thor and it was, but he didn't look as healthy as he hoped for.
Thor was more pale than he normally was, he had bruises all over his left arm, he had massive cuts all over his face and Loki could also see that part of his armour on his torso had been ripped off and many cuts could be seen inside.
Thor's words broke a faint silence
"Hello brother"
authors note
This is my first fanfiction so sorry if its cruddy.
If anyone reads this I would love to know your opinion of it so far and tell me if you want me to continue.
Thanks for reading :)
