Build God then We'll Talk
Rain drops on roses and girls in white dresses
Its sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
add a few more of your least favorite things
- "Build God then We'll talk" by Panic! At the Disco
"Hotaru?"
Hotaru blinked the blurriness away before turning away from her text book to see Loki frowning at her. He either frowned or wore a mask over his face. Hotaru sat at the kitchen table with her text books next to her.
"Hmm?"
"I care little to know the normal status of a mortals body, but you're turning red and beginning to sweat a bit," he noted. "Don't you think that you need to sleep?"
Hotaru shook her head as Loki narrowed his eyes.
"Humans need a lot of sleep."
"Not completely human," she said as she turned her attention back to the book. Loki left the room.
Loki snuck into the kitchen so find Hotaru passed out on the table with her text book as a pillow. Her face was flushed and he placed a hand on her forehead.
He jerked back from the burn and picked up the phone. He scowled as he figured out the buttons to her cell and found the name of the man who was in love with the moon girl. He pressed his number and Loki waited.
"Hotaru?"
"She's burning up."
"Loki?" The man asked. "Why do you have Hotaru's phone?"
"She's burning up and her skin is red. Hot to the touch."
"…Well, it is midterms. Hotaru must have overdone it. She has a habit of doing that and since she healed you, it probably took a lot. Just put her to bed and put a wet cloth on her forehead."
Loki frowned and sighed before hanging up. He lifted Hotaru into his arm and heard her mumbled something. The heat rolling off her skin burned him and he flinched as the skin around his skin turned cold and he took her to her bed. He placed her on the bed. She groaned. His finger tips turned blue and instead of getting a wet wash cloth, he placed his hand over her forehead and his skin cold her skin. She moaned and arched into her back to find more of his touch.
Loki stayed there even as the sun poked through the clouds and her fever cold. His hand turned to the flesh tone that he knew and that Hotaru knew as she opened her eyes. "Hmm, Loki? What are you doing here?"
"You are ill. Stay in bed."
"What happened?"
"You're ill," he said after a long moment.
"You didn't have to..." She looked at him to see his eyes narrowing on her, daring her.
"What were you studying?" He asked.
Hotaru wondered if she could get away with lying, but she had a funny feeling that he'd catch it. "You. Actually."
Loki blinked. "Me?"
"Yes, well, I mean what humans wrote about you. Like... how you have a wife."
"Signy," he said after a moment.
She watched his eyes search her face before he closed his eyes and sighed. "She was not my wife. A long ago lover."
So the idea of him being tied to a rock with his son's intestines and his wife hold a bowl over his face to collect the poison dripping from a snake. Hotaru wanted to ask, but Loki wouldn't look at her.
"I'm hungry."
He leaned over her and touched her cheek to find that they were turning red again. "I will get you food in a few moment. Relax. You're turning red again."
This made her turn a brighter red. Secretly, Loki knew the reasoning, but he wouldn't point out to her. Yet.
That's that, I hope you guys enjoyed it!