So here it is the third chapter, it's kinda transitional one again, however, I absolutely adore the one that comes next (and I've already gone as far as 9 chapters done, smexy scenes included)

Oh! And if anyone wants to see the illustrations I will post the links on my profile.

Loki's house was surrounded by high mountains that protected it from the wind and storms. It was not a palace, but quite big, with a second floor and book shelves everywhere. Strangely, there were even two fireplaces, one in the guest room, where Thor slept, and another in the dining hall, separate from a heater in the bathroom.
But the most impressive was the lake. "Are we still in Jotunheim?" Thor had asked the first time he saw the vast expansion of clean and unfrozen waters in front of him. It shone in the sun like silver and a slight salty smell had washed all over his face. "It's my little paradise," Loki had whispered beside him with a calm smile.
He was from far the strangest being Thor ever met. Taller than an average Asgardian, but too short for a frost giant. He held himself proudly with straight back, and high chin, showing off rich golden jewellery under the white satin shirt, but the most impressive feature was his hair. Jotuns didn't have hair, the prince repeated to himself again. But Loki's fell like black ink over water. Sometimes he would braid it or tie it in a ponytail, but most of the time it freely covered his shoulders.
Shoulders that had carried Thor all the way from the cave to the room he woke up in. In the past two warriors had failed to lift his unconscious weight, but Loki seemed built up from steel and silk.
"Who are you?" Thor asked the first day, but the other just smirked in that mischievous way that make shivers run across the blond's skin.
"I'm Loki; that should be enough for you."

He didn't inquire further.

"Tell me about Asgard."
Thor looked up from his plate. He was devouring a really delicious piece of fish which seemed to taste quite familiar. Loki was staring at him across the table with a blank expression and his chin leaning on his wrists. He looked mysterious and exotic under the dim light of the fireplace, in his own way, of course. "Do you really want to know? I thought you hated it."

"I don't know about it enough to hate it. Besides, I've told you lots of things about my land. It's your turn."

Thor wasn't sure where to start. It's true that the time seemed to fly in that place and he didn't realize he was staying longer than he should. But there were too many questions on the tip of his tongue, too much things he wanted to ask his saviour when all he could do was listen to the stories about the white wastelands and the former glory of Jotunheim. He had the impression Loki liked to talk a lot, and did it damn fine, the sound of his voice almost hypnotizing while floating around Thor's head in a soft fog that inquired to sink deeper into his mind. And yet he felt they didn't know anything about each other, despite living under the same roof.
Thor rose from his seat and went to the couch, making himself comfortable. Loki followed, leaning on the opposite side with a glass of wine in his hand. "There's a lot to tell about Asgard, you know? What do you want to hear exactly?"

"Something I would not find in any book - your perspective. How do you see your own land?" He reached for a lock of rebel hair and put it behind his ear.
"It's my home, how could I but love it?" The Thunderer smirked. "Besides I'm the crown prince; someday I'll have to rule it with strong hand and kind smile."
"That's not what I meant, you fool; tell me what your eyes see when you're walking through Asgard."

As always Thor ignored the insult and tried to think about the question. "It's shining. I love to ride through its green meadows in spring when the flowers are just starting to bloom, racing with my friends to the forests and then hunt wild beasts in them, usually boars or deer. We would eat them in the feasts in the evenings, when the sun is setting down and all of Asgard is covered in pure gold. They are nice people, and loyal companions; we enjoy feasting and drinking a lot of mead that makes our heads go light, because we like to think that every moment in our lives is to be enjoyed and praised."

"Do you agree with that?"
"Of course! That's what my mother always taught me. Thought I'm pretty sure she didn't mean getting drunk" he laughed wholeheartedly and a warm smile spread across Loki's face, showing sharp white teeth beneath dark lips.

And Thor went breathless. It was such a strange situation. To lay beside a Jotun, having a casual conversation and seeing him smile that way. He always though ice giants to be bold and grim creatures with hate in their bloody red eyes. But Loki was charming in some twisted way, meaning that he didn't look like a bloodthirsty beast, especially smiling like that.

"What about you, Loki?" He asked hesitantly. "This is such a lovely place, but I haven't seen anyone here but you. Do you not have a family?"
The other man averted his eyes, maybe considering if telling the truth or leave the mystery veil on.

"I prefer to stay away from them as much as I can." Oh…Thor sensed a sensitive topic there "They reject me for what I am and I loathe them for that. They are the parents that wanted to hide me in shame, to keep me apart from the rest of our people. Well, I can do so by myself."

The Golden Prince looked at him thoughtfully. He wasn't actually surprised. Loki, as graceful and strong as he was, possessed an exotic appearance complemented with a sharp tongue and a quick intellect. And then there was his way of speaking, of acting that had a slight touch of familiarity in it. Thor wasn't even ashamed to recognize that maybe he was becoming a little fascinated with his new companion. But then, who wouldn't.

Well, Jotuns wouldn't.

"You know" he said in a soft voice "I think you would like it in Asgard."
Loki stared at him in disbelief and then giggled lightly.

"Odinson?"
"Yes?"
"Would you accompany me tomorrow morning? There's something I want to show you."

Yup yup!

Hope you liked it, as you can see Thor has been stuck for days with Loki and has no intentions of leaving now xD

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Pd: Ashura; gracias por el comentario, de veras, me encanta que te esté gustando, aunque se siente raro el que te hablen en español cuando estás haciendo esfuerzos bárbaros por escribir en inglés xDD