Let's pretend the last part of the post-credit scene never happened.
Final chap. Enjoy.
Thor found Loki on the podium serenely looking at the cosmos and its bright stars and constellations.
Thor slid on the space beside him without a word, eye darting to the sight. He was sure that Loki was seeing more than what he could see, always looking at the bigger picture than Thor could, even when he still had both of his eyes.
Thor is simple—when he sees something to behold, his focus would be on that alone.
He took in Loki's calm expression, making his features more lax, unguarded. Thor was thinking that he also likes this comfortable silence between them, the needlessness of words and simply the company of each other.
Thor curled his hand on Loki's, lacing their fingers together. The latter didn't seem to mind one bit, lips tugged into a small smile on the corners. At the whole duration, Thor's thumb was brushing on the cool skin he could reach.
"I thought you're the type to jump head-on," Loki said lightly, fully aware of the reason Thor came to see him.
"I still am," Thor admitted. "But not without your permission."
Green eyes went alight with amusement, but fond when they connected with blue. "Shut up and kiss me."
When their lips met, Thor couldn't help but think that he's finally home.
THE END
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