Written to: Love Is an Open Door - Frozen Soundtrack, Hans (Santino Fontana) and Anna (Kristen Bell), crosspost from AO3
Groak: To stare longingly at someone who is eating in the hope that they will ask you to join them.
Loki glares at Thor, who is stuffing his face with hams, piling the bones messily up on an empty plate beside him. Thor had killed the boar only a few hours ago, and was already nearly three-quarters of the way through consuming it. Loki sniffs in disgust and looks down at his own scant plate of celery and carrot sticks with distaste.
Loki had been absolutely aghast when he'd taken out his traditional Jotunheimr ceremonial garb the other day and discovered that it was cinching a bit too tightly around the waist for him to breathe properly. He had stood in front of the bath's silvered looking-glass and examined himself critically, and was absolutely horrified to find that all those Midgardian sweets he was so fond of had started to show a bit. Thor, the imbecile that he was, didn't seem to mind, and told Loki of a Midgardian saying about cushions that Loki didn't particularly understand while trying to coerce him into bed.
Loki had only grudgingly conceded, because those sorts of activities burnt calories.
Loki looks down at his plate glumly, prodding a limp stalk of celery forlornly. After telling Frigga about his problems, she'd apparently told the cooks to put a hold on his cake consumption until he could suitably fit into his wedding garments again. And, of course, he could just simply magic cake for himself, but that would completely defeat the purpose of having someone else make them for him.
Loki looks over at Thor again, and has to dig his fingers into his napkin to restrain himself as Thor shovels large bites of jam cake into his mouth. Thor feels his heavy gaze, looks back at him, crumbs of pastry stuck in his beard. Thor glances down at Loki's plate of carrots and celery, back at his longing gaze, back to the vegetables again.
Thor looks around, making sure the queen isn't anywhere in sight, before quickly pushing a slice of cake across the table, his smile sticky, and Loki cannot help but smile back as he takes up a fork.