Hiii!

I was going to update around Sunday, but since the last chapter had such a good feedback, I'm bringing it now! Seriously, thank you all!

This is a short chapter, but one of my favourites nevertheless.

Enjoy!

Thor always liked sunrises - they never failed in cheering him up for the rest of the day. And that time was no different. When they left the cold Jotun sun was barely a thin sparkle between the mountains, and a thick layer of fog floated over the calm waters, only disturbed by the slicing of their boat. The Asgardian knew that somewhere outside cold winds and snow were torturing the dead wastelands, but in that little piece of heaven, protected by Loki's magic, general laws of physics didn't seem to apply.

Loki threw a net in the water and let it disappear under the smooth surface. "You didn't look like someone who would appreciate it" He sat beside Thor and smirked at him.

"What?"

"The sunrise. You were admiring it." The blonde felt a little embarrassed but wasn't sure if it was for having been caught or because Loki had been staring at him.

"I appreciate them because I always remember what they mean."

"Hmmm… And what's that?"

"A new day. To watch a sunrise at the battlefield means that you survived the previous day and the treacherous night, and that victory could come today. The sunrise at home, on the other hand, is one more day to improve your skills and enjoy the company of your friends and family. That's why I love them, mostly."

"Interesting philosophy. Did you come up with it by yourself?"

"Actually those were my mother's teachings. But I never forget them" He grinned at the memory, making the other laugh at his foolish face.

"You mention your mother a lot."

"Do I?"

They stood like that for a while, watching the skies in a comfortable silence. Then Loki sighed and let out a soft whisper. "I'll really miss it here." And he rose up carefully, going to check the net.

"What do you mean?" Thor asked, rising too, but with less care, making the small boat swing "Are you leaving somewhere?"

"Whoa! Stupid!" Loki lost the balance and held on to the frame but when Thor reached for his forearm suddenly jerked and…

SPLASH!

"Loki!" His heart almost jumped from his chest trying to reach for him. What if the Jotun didn't know how to swim? "Lokiii!"

However, an gloved hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and Loki emerged from the waters gasping for air. "Idiot!"

"Agh!" Thor almost let go when a strong hit on the right side of his face took him aback. Shaking his head and blinking to dissipate the confusion he noticed something struggling in the other's hand.

"DID YOU JUST HIT ME WITH A FISH?"

Well, well, he had been hit by many things in his life, but never with a fucking fish.
And on top of that the meeting with the Asgardian's skull must have killed the poor thing, because it stopped struggling and hung lifelessly in Loki's grip, who tossed it aside and climbed the wooden side to get in again.

"Remind me to never let you get into a boat again!" And pulled his soaked shirt off.

"Sure" Thor eyed hungrily the firm blue torso decorated with curious markings. Loki didn't seem to mind neither the cold (he was a frost giant after all!) nor the devouring stares, exposing himself shamelessly while trying to dry his hair. And there was so much to expose! The Aesir had to suppress the urge of licking his lips, suddenly wondering how the water would taste on the other's skin. "Seeing something you like?"

"What? I…No…I just…" Oops, caught. And now he would be made fun of, but Loki just grinned.
"Enough; let's see how is the net doing, shall we?"

Once they had pulled it out Thor tried to engage in conversation again, murmuring random things about the coldness of the water and the amount of prey, but the embarrassment from before remained in him so he just shut up. The silence wasn't tense at all, since Loki seemed satisfied and maybe forgot the staring incident. But Thor knew better than to apologize or bring the matter again, especially considering how much fish Loki had now to hit him with. So instead he resumed in observing their prey: large brilliant bodies of copper-coloured scales and dumb faces.

"What kind of fish is this?"
"Cod. I brought it from Norway long ago along with this piece of the northern sea."

Thor froze with an open mouth. Norway!

But Norway was on…Midgard!

Jujuju! Hope you liked it ^^

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