Written to: I Want You - Savage Garden, crosspost from AO3
Jaaneman: Literally, "soul of me." A gender-neutral word for sweetheart or darling.
"What do you think, tiny one?" Thor asks Modi. Modi, who has only recently begun to sit up by himself, pays no attention to his father and instead goes back to banging differently shaped blocks into holes in a tray. "What ought we to get your mama for his birthday?"
Modi babbles something at him, and the tone of voice he uses is so like Loki that Thor cannot help but smile and reach over to cuddle his son, who squirms as he tries to get away and shove a trapezoid into the tray table.
"Do you have any idea?" Thor asks, and Modi just gives him a look as if to remind Thor firmly that his place of present importance is far below that of the yellow pyramid he holds in his hands.
Modi bangs a blue sphere onto the table while Thor watches, tries to shove it into a square hole; the circular hole in the tray has been currently blocked up by the yellow pyramid.
"Modi, love, the sphere is supposed to go in the circle," Thor explains, reaching over to try to help; Modi swats his hand away, losing his own balance in the process and toppling over onto Jörmungandr, who hisses at him and indicates that he is not the least bit amused. Modi pushes himself back up using Jörmungandr's neck as a brace; the baby serpent unhinges his jaw and bites ineffectively at Modi's arm, but Modi just shakes him off and Jory coils up into a little circle on the ground, glaring at him with beady eyes.
Loki comes in with a tray of snacks: slices of apples from Idunn's garden for himself and Thor, what looks to be like mouse-shaped gummies for Jory, and a bottle for Modi.
"Modi, darling," he says, setting the tray down and reaching over. "The blue sphere goes in the circle hole, see, because the pyramid likes to go in the triangle."
Modi shoots him a glare that Loki himself finds he is irrationally proud of before slapping Loki's hand away and falling over onto Jory again. Jory, much too preoccupied with chewing on the gummies, doesn't even hiss at Modi as Modi grabs at his tail to push himself back up again.
Thor wraps an arm around Loki and presses a kiss to his lips, tasting the sweet burst of apple in his mouth with a smile.