Put Me Down!
Summary: Loki isn't a very happy camper. He doesn't like the fact he's being carried over Thor's shoulders. He snaps feeling a hand on his behind making him more than a little uncomfortable. If others get it a wrong way as he's being carried like a sack of potatoes then so be it. He's not invalid!
Warnings: Au-College, Human Thor, Human Loki, College Students, Drunk Loki, Darcy and Loki Friendship, pre-slash
"THOR PUT ME DOWN!" Loki howls as he is being carried over Thor's shoulder.
He feels his cheeks warming up as a hand is touching his ass. He twitches as those fingers flex. He glares as behind Thor is his close friend and confident Darcy Lewis who seems to find the two brothers' interaction rather hilarious. More so being she knows they are adopted but to the public are normal siblings that look completely different as night and day.
"Fucking shit Darcy why?" Loki hisses as Darcy grins mischievous use to such antics but wisely chose not to answer.
Thor not even hearing the conversation has one thought running in his mind, 'I'm touching Loki's arse. I'm touching his arse…"
"Thor stop touching my ass!" Loki shouts flushing a dark pink as the fingers flex and rubs his cheeks through the leather skin tight pants. "Darcy help!"
"Sorry Loki I may love you as a friend but that's your brother and your problem. No offense but the tension been stifling for years no. I am going to catch myself maybe an archer boy," Darcy laughs wriggling her brows before walking off leaving the two brothers tense.
Thor's hand remains a firm grip and heart races. He has been trying to deny the feelings for Loki. He tried to date other people as both men and women that will fall on his feet.
Loki isn't a happy camper. He hates being treated and being carried around on Thor's shoulders if he's a small sickly child he once was. He's not invalid at all. Why can't his brother get that?!
"Put me down you stupid oath," He howls banging on Thor's back.
"No brother I cannot. You are drunk off your feet and been wobbling if Jane hasn't called me when she did after she found you and Darcy at the bar," Thor sighs feeling uncertain what to think.
"It was fun," Loki laughs with a happy cackle and his green eyes drift shut, "Hm the men where handsome and good. Hell the pole dancing was fun!"
"Loki," Thor groans feeling blood boil at the thought of other men seeing his younger brother wearing hardly anything and swing around the pole.
'Eh. Thor live a little. I'm a college boy and of age so I can do whatever I want," Loki said before scowling. "And stop touching my ass!"
"No," Thor booms feeling all anger coming out and stops putting Loki on his feet.
His drunken brother stares with those big green eyes he has. The soft mouth opens a little making him want to lean down and kiss them.
"Loki you are mine," Thor growls unable to fight the feelings any longer and lifts Loki's chin up and kisses him.
The soften whimper of begging drives him crazy. It finally feels as things finally falls into place.
"Thor," Loki whines pulling away feeling horrible.
He turns sideways puking his guts making Thor sigh before shaking his head. He gently rubs Loki's back as he continues before wiping his lips.
"Ugh."
"Aye I know little brother it's horrible. That's why I try not to drink much if I can help it." Thor said before scooping Loki bridal style in his arms.
"I hate you," Loki grumbles eyes drifting shut as the familiar warmth and heartbeat of Thor lulls him to sleep.
"Hm love you too Loki."