Pairing: Thor/Loki (hasn't changed)

Rating: T (for now, but will be M later)

Word Count: Don't know and don't care

Summary: During a war, Thor meets slave boy!Loki who's hurt and takes him to Asgard because he can't fix broken bones. After he's healed, he doesn't wanna take him back, so he keeps him in his room to try and hide him from Odin and…other peeps. Other stuff happens too. AU, Mpreg, umm…yuss.

Warnings: Naked Thor! Yeah.

Don't own Thor movie obviously. If I did…yeah, let's not go there.

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Review: Atsu Tenshi

First chapter of the new year! Chapter 10 was posted New Years Eve so it doesn't count bwahahahaaaaaa~. Damn, 10 chapters. I didn't think y'all would like it this much. Not that I'm complaining, of course. Anyway, like I said before, this chapter and the next one are kinda boring (in my opinion), but that's for you to decide.

Chapter 11: Semper Ubi Sub Ubi

The next morning, Loki was the first to awaken. He grimaced at the sounds coming from the man next to him. He turned and had to hold back a laugh at the sight. Thor's hair was fanned out on the pillow and in his face and he had drool dripping out of his mouth. His nose was bent at an odd angle because of how hard his face was pressed into the pillow, and he was laying sprawled on his stomach with one leg dangling over the edge of the bed.

Loki reached over and brushed the blonde hair out of the other man's face before tracing his finger tips along the bristly jaw line. Tired eyelids fluttered open and blue irises stared up at him. Thor sat up and stretched his arms above his head, looking down at Loki with a confused expression when he chuckled. Loki lifted a pale hand and wiped some of the drool from his chin with his thumb. When Thor realized what he was doing, he quickly rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand.

"If I had to be honest with you, I would say that the nickname 'Sleeping Beauty' does not apply to you."

"Then don't be honest with me," Thor seethed.

"Okay," Loki said with a shrug.

"Wait, that came out wrong. I was kidding."

"I know. Don't worry, Thor. I will never lie to you." This seemed to reassure the other male and a bright smile lit up his face. Loki felt like he was being crushed by a heavy weight on his chest and had to force himself to look away. "Um, so…when's breakfast?"

"Hmm, I think it may be going on right now," Thor answered, looking at the door before returning his gaze to the man next to him. "Loki, do you think you are comfortable enough now to eat elsewhere besides here?"

"I can try."

"Excellent. After we are finished washing up and getting dressed we can leave. It is relatively late in the morning, so there should not be many people left."

"You said that yesterday," Loki replied flatly.

"Well, everyone is home from the war and it is no one's birthday, so there will not be any feasts taking place." Loki gave him a pointed look. "I swear."

"I shall hold you to that," Loki replied, rising from the bed and walking over to where the clothes from the day before were folded neatly on a chair.

"You may use the washroom first."

"Thank you, Thor."

After Loki had closed the doors behind him, he turned on the faucet and adjusted the temperature to his liking. He asked Thor about this strange device when he didn't see any buckets to pour the water. Thor told him that humans used this method on Midgard and it was much more efficient. Loki agreed with him. He thought he might faint from all the attention of the servant girls washing his body.

He didn't want to take too long, so he quickly shampooed his hair and rubbed soap on his body. After he was sure he had completely rinsed, he stepped out of the bath, wrapped a towel around his waist, then bent down to pull the stopper and drain the water.

Loki dried himself off, then scrubbed his hair until the towel and his black locks were nearly equal in dampness. He ran a comb through the tangles until his hair was completely smooth. His heart fluttered in his chest and he let a small smile spread across his face. Thor had given him a comb to use. He'd never had anything that he could call his own before. Slaves always shared everything because they never had much to begin with.

After doing one final inspection, Loki deemed himself presentable and exited the washroom. He fidgeted when Thor looked at him with an amused expression.

"You are in a good mood."

"I'm sorry."

"I did not mean it as a bad thing. I am just glad to see that you are happy here."

"Oh, okay," Loki said, looking down at the floor sheepishly.

"You are happy here, right?" Thor asked with slight hesitation. Loki's head snapped up.

"Yes! I mean…yes. Of course I am. I'm sorry for shouting." Thor merely laughed and ran his fingers through the ebony strands. Loki's hands immediately flew up to protect his head from the onslaught. "Thor! Don't mess up my hair, I just combed it!"

"I shall be out shortly. Wait for me."

Loki pouted and narrowed his eyes at the closed doors.

"Where am I gonna go?" He exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air in frustration. Since the only mirror was in the washroom, Loki had to blindly try and straighten his hair out.

"Oh my gods, Loki! How are you not frozen to death?" Thor shouted from inside the washroom.

"I beg your pardon?" A few seconds later one of the doors opened and Thor stood there. In all his golden glory.

"The water temp-" Loki literally squeaked and slapped his hands over his eyes. He quickly turned around and his whole body was shaking. "Oh crap," Thor stammered, shutting the door with a loud thud.

When he opened it again, he slowly stepped out of the washroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do next. He had expected Loki to still be standing by the bed with his hands over his eyes. Instead, the younger male had his fingers tangled in his hair and he was walking around in circles babbling incoherently.

"Loki…" This caused him to stop walking and he was panting heavily. "It is alright. I am covered."

"I'm sorry, Thor. I have seen others, so it was wrong of me to react that way." Thor didn't know how to respond to a statement like that. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to. "You were saying something to me earlier."

"Oh, yes. Why was the water so cold?" At this Loki looked at him questioningly, letting his arms drop to his sides.

"Cold? It felt fine to me."

"The knob is turned almost all the way to the end."

"Oh."

"'Oh?' That is all you have to say?"

"Well what else do you want me to say?" Thor heaved a sigh.

"I don't know."

"Shampoo" is a funny word. Just thought I'd point that out.

My muse is still on vacation and probably won't be back until mid-January when the new semester starts. I just wanted to write some comic relief because of all the angst lately.

So first off, the title. For those of you who don't know Latin, it literally means "always where under where." It's a Latin joke; we're such nerds.

Loki, you crazy! Man, if Chris Hemsworth was naked in my room, I'd be taking a picture of that eye candy! I can just imagine Loki bitching at Thor for messing up his hair when they were kids. And him fainting from all the servant girls groping him. No! None may touch Loki! And before anyone asks, yes, I am using that line in the story. And "I do what I want."

Oh yeah, and uh, I hope y'all have been paying attention to some of the Midgardian language that Thor is using. I don't think they said "oh crap" in tenth century Norway. Oh yeah, and they have sinks and bath tubs with faucets. So this means Thor has been to Earth fairly recently.

-cough cough- -hint hint- -nudge nudge-