Sorry about that. As you can see, this doubles as a diary of sorts. I hate to inflict my current position onto you, but it would be very awkward with random stops without explanation.
Anywho, as I was saying, this was the most unreal part of the journey. He leaned in a little closer, almost my lips touching his soft lips. His pupils had dilated ever so slightly as he brushed my drenched hair away from my cheek. He put one hand onto my shoulder and the other one snaked down my torso to the base of my spine. My body began to shake, not out of fear or the cold, but the intimacy of the touch.
You must understand, this is the closest I have ever been to a male in my life, beside my family. I didn't know what I had to do. Should I kiss him? Should I push him away? Should I make an awkward comment, then laugh at my own stupid joke? I had no cooking clue on how I should have proceeded from there.
Loki leaned down to whisper in my ear, not before drawing his lips across my cheek.
"You have no idea how long I have wanted to do this." His voice was deep and ruff. From TV shows I knew exactly how this conversation would have ended. "Pretending to be my father had not exactly helped me, and being Loki, less so. But now I can finally let myself go."
Oh, my throbbing heart! I thought, I felt my cheeks turn a bright red. He actually wants me to do that with him! My first time would be with a god. Just think how amazing this is going to feel! I was going to experience what every Deviant Artist had drawn a thousand times. HA SUCK IT PRADA HANDBAG! YOU MAY HAVE WON THE BATTLE WITH TATE, BUT I HAVE WON THE WAR WITH LOKI!
Well, I would have, if Thor did not choose that exact moment to bash through the window like the colossal god that he was. His trustworthy hammer shone brightly in his hand as the sunlight glinted off of it and into our eyes. It was nice of him that to stop his hammer a centimetre from flying into my face.
Thor himself looked a bit bedraggled. He had a bruise around his left eye, cuts pepper over his face and arms, and his hair changed from the sun-drop gold to a mattered mess of grease, dirt and leaves. Oh, did I mention that it had been shorn into the new recognisable style that we all know and love. It hadn't been as long as I expected for him to arrive back onto Asgard. I expected another week, at the least, not a day. But then again time on Sakaar differs from the realm of Asgard. Remember in Ragnorok Thor arrived two weeks later than Loki. Was it two weeks…? You must forgive my memory. Lack of any entertainment beside the thousand pieces puzzle is does that to a person.
"I have retrieved Banner from Sakaar, and the Valkyrie. I also managed to retrieve a few more rebels for our cause…Wait?" Thor turned his head from Loki to me, the back at Loki. "What is going on here?!"
He had his angry voice on. Which, if you have learnt anything from the MCU is a very, very bad thing to witness. Or worse, to be on the receiving end of it. Well, honestly, I don't blame him. I mean what if your rebel brother was about he was about to bang a relatively innocent girl, and you knew that he was going to poison her mind fill of deviant ideas and make a Bonnie and Clyde duo, I think you might also be a little worried…just a little any way.
"Nothing!" Loki and I exclaimed at the same time. He gripped my shoulder and pushed me onto the floor behind him. Look, I understand you need to put up a pretence, but ya do not need to be a dick about it. I am thankful that at least he healed me before hand because that would be very, very, very painful.
While I was enjoying the cold embrace of the floor, Loki continued. "I was just teaching the girl how to tap into her magical ability. And heal her, since no-one has had the decency to provide her with such a comfort. Anyway, brother, tell me about your adventures to this Sakaar place. I'm sure that it was quite a journey."
Thor looked from me to Loki with his eyebrow raised. He was not convinced in the slightest even though everything that Loki said was the truth. Well, the half-truth, but close enough. That is actually a brilliant tactic to use. A way to tell the truth and lie at the same time, brilliant! Thor, not taking his eyes off of this brother, continued.
"It was wonderful. No, actually it was brilliant." I could hear the sarcasm thick in his voice. I just knew he was about to have a huge rant about all the crappy things that have happened on his journey, then end the outburst with saying 'so yeah, it was great!' after comparing our luxury time spent there on Asgard.
Let's begin. If I remember it correctly, it went something like this:
"So, I arrived about three months ago on the trash planet. Within three months, a geriatric with shot nerves and rusty implements cut my hair. Not to mention that I was confronted by a flamboyant sociopath who has a taste for death by electric shock. Oh didn't I tell you, my hammer got lost in space. Lost in space! As you can see it is back in safe hands by pure luck, but that comes later in the story. I had to face off against Banner, when I won, obviously. Trying to find Valkyrie was not as difficult as I thought, she was drinking the bar. Trying to tell her that some girl from another universe was not as easy as I thought, and I was detained for a month for insanity, until I broke free with the help of my rebel friends. I used that technique to calm down Bruce down from that video clip that you showed me, but like in the clip he destroyed the ship within one hit. I had to flirt…let me repeat…flirt! With that…man to get the code for the ship since I did not memorise the one that Loki put in. Thank Odin that he had a short memory and didn't remember me from the prison breakout. From there…" He took a deep breath in and squeezed his eyes closed. "From there I broke out by using the large ship where we all managed to fit in. By evading about twenty enemy ships we managed to fly through the Anus back here. My first stroke of luck was when my hammer just happened to be floating randomly in space. What are the chances of that happening. So in summary, while you were here eating pheasant and playing magic tricks, I was out in the real world and fighting for my life. So yeah…it was wonderful."
Called it!
I looked away in shame, my cheeks heated up to a thousand degrees. Loki did not even hint at an embarrassed emotion in his soul.
"Well, it did sound fun, but we need to finish with play time." Loki said in his bored voice. "While you were fighting space pirates, we discovered that our friend here was the one who created the portal, not the Wizard. We need to get answers from this Midgardian before we continue with our journey."
"Wait…wait, you are telling me that I spent three months in that Hell before I escaped by myself, and you could have given me some help? Seriously? Really?"
"We literally found out about two minutes before you arrived. And anyway, you are here aren't you? Let's get onto the next mission!"
Loki and I walked out of the room and behind us we heard Thor grumbling and muttering about how he never catches a break, and how he was born into the wrong family.
I did not notice though, because once Thor stomped off into his chamber, Loki pulled me into the nearest room. My God that was an event that I never want to forget.
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