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Thor winced as his head hit something, Thor huffed even before opening his eyes as he had an idea of what he had probably hit. He heard his brother's deep breathing that was much louder in this form, but he had gotten used to it finally. Thor opened his eyes and grabbed at the thing next to him. He touched it, trying to tell what it was without turning on the light. It was hard and metal; after a few more seconds he was able to tell that it was one of the pots from Stark's kitchen. Thor sighed and sat up and felt around the bed finding some more pots along with a couple of smaller round things which were most likely metal pens. Thor sighed again and told Jarvis.
"Turn on the light." He looked around the bed and confirmed that he was sleeping among gleaming pots and and metal pens and few other shiny things. Loki usually was able to curb the dragon's instincts to hoard but sometimes he couldn't and would take shiny items from the rest of the tower and put them in bed with him. Thor huffed as he climbed out of the bed.
He glared at the sleeping dragon and started piling the pots and pens on the ground next to his bed; he'd put them away in the morning, again. He had just put the last gleaming pot on the ground next to him when Loki's golden eyes flicked open. He looked from Thor to the pots and pens on the floor. He could see two emotions battling in the large golden eyes, anger that Thor was moving them, and embarrassment that he had given into his dragon instincts again; the two sides waring within. The thunderer wanted to rage at his brother but knew that if he did that would only make everything worse. Instead he sighed and simply said.
"Not on the bed." Loki's eyes left his and settled on the mound on the floor. He moved a few feet so that he was closer to the pile and laid his head down next to them. Thor exhaled loudly and got back onto his bed.
"Jarvis, lights off." he said relaxing back into the bed.
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