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Speil Mit Mir	By : HisAsgardianAngel Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Thor 2: The Dark World Views: 7983 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next night was particularly cold (as it usually was mid December in Manhattan), and Thor and Loki bundled Rune up heavily and took him over to Pepper and Banner's house, who offered to baby sit since Tony and Natasha also had plans. Natasha had spent the night (who'd have guessed) and Tony had decided he wanted to take her out. When they arrived, Pepper and Bruce's young son Thomas was playing out in the yard and Pepper was calling him inside, as it was beginning to get dark.
"I can not thank you enough for this, fair maiden, I hope he isn't any trouble." Pepper blushed and shook her head at Thor, taking the baby from a very reluctant and worried Loki.
"Oh I'm sure he will be an angel." Loki took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves, shooting Pepper a stern look.
"I pumped three bottles for you. He is to have one promptly at eight, because babies are supposed to be on schedule, I've read, and he ate dinner shortly after he was born, which was at eight, okay? Followed by a bath. Then he ate again at three am, that's the next bottle. Bottle number three is for if he is fussy at any in between hour or after, I don't think he will be or that he'll need it, but I don't want him to be hungry and me not be around." Loki babbled on for a while, Pepper giggling and putting a hand on Loki's shoulder.
"I've had a baby before, I know. He'll be fine." Loki's every senses were screaming that he couldn't leave his newborn, and it boggled his mind that his own mother could just abandon him at birth. How is anyone that detached from their child? Loki's eyes were wide with brimming love and worry and Thor had to practically drag Loki to the car they were borrowing.
"What the hell…Thor slow down!" Loki screeched after they had been in the vehicle for a while. It was snowing, and while it wasn't a blizzard, it wasn't safe either.
"My apologies, my brother, but I have never driven a car before. That is why we took the subway to Pepper's." Thor was swerving all over the road, and Loki had his hands planted firmly on the dashboard.
"We have a child, we can't both die you know." Loki reminded him bitterly as he ran a stoplight. Thor just laughed and accelerated more.
"Oh hush now, I am not that bad at motor vehicular travel." Loki looked at him as if he were nuts, but it was a moot point to argue as they skidded to a stop on the side of a dirt road at a park.
"A candlelit picnic!" Thor announced gleefully, Loki's face only filling with more dread.
"Brother…it's the middle of winter." Thor rolled his eyes.
"Oh come on, live a little!" He grabbed the picnic basket and ran to open the car door for Loki. Loki got out and looked around, his dark eyebrows knitting together.
"You didn't bring a blanket and the benches are coated…" Thor just smiled and took Loki's hand.
"You'll see." They trudged through the snow for a while before coming across a frozen pond and Thor beamed at his lover. He didn't really give him time to react before dropping his hand and sliding himself along the ice, sitting down gently and placing the basket in front of him. Loki shook his head no.
"Thor this is dangerous." Loki lied, really just not enjoying being out in this weather, it made him sad.
"No, challenging Laufey two years ago in Jotunheim was dangerous, don't be a woman!" Loki grimaced but complied, sitting down in front of Thor and trying not to touch the ice too much. It was as if every time he came into contact with it after finding out he was adopted, it made him hyperaware of the small amount of magic keeping his skin an Asgardian/human color, which he normally doesn't even know he is doing. Thor beamed at his brother, not really noticing the discomfort he seemed to be experiencing.
"I think you'll love what I packed for us, Loki." He pulled out a horn of mead, a thermous of coffee, a family sized box of pop tarts, and a bunch of pancakes in a zip lock bag. Then he set out and lit two candles and Loki's blood burned under his skin, getting madder and madder at the ridiculousness of this so called date. Of course, Thor had packed things in the basket that were special to him, and he wanted to share those things with Loki, but Loki didn't see it that way. He felt as if Thor wasn't taking their relationship very seriously and that taking him to a frozen pond was a way of mocking him. Loki was likely always going to be an insecure man, and right now he was a hormonal insecure man missing his newborn baby on a date with his older brother and it was really beginning to get to him.
"What's wrong, Loki? Is it because you miss Rune? Don't. Pepper's got a hold on things, and besides, I haven't spent quality time with you in a long time, just the two of us, and from here on out the baby is only going to complicate that." That was it, Loki exploded.
"I'm sorry, Thor, that our son is such a burden to you. I guess Rune and I are always going to be the black sheep of the family, not that I didn't expect it. I know I'm a man, and I'm not supposed to feel this strongly about my child, but I do, and I'm sorry if you're under the impression that things could continue on the way they have since we were little but they can't, Thor! I can't be your teenage plaything, I want commitment! I need it, I have to settle down, brother, no more games." By now Loki had become one with his Jotunn form, as he'd begun thinking of his adoption to the point of being so emotionally distraught that holding the magic together was no longer worth it. He turned from Thor, tears in his blood red eyes and the other God sat quietly for a moment before managing a reply.
"That's not what I meant…I just meant that it would be hard to spend as much time with you as I want, time alone, now that we're parents, not that being a parent was burdening me. Why are you like this? Please don't make me into a monster, I do not try to hurt you, my love. Please know that I'm trying to be romantic…and I'm sorry that I can't seem to get any of this right. I just want to be the man you want me to be, the one you need me to be." Loki still refused to turn around but he shook his head.
"No, Thor. I'm sorry. I just, this is so hard for me. I just want to be normal, to be the normal Asgardian boyfriend you deserve, to not be such a bad person…to not hurt you every chance I get out of sheer fear that allowing myself to love you too much will result in me crashing and burning, though I love you too much anyway. I'm just not cut out for this." Thor sighed as it dawned on him that it must have been the ice, and the sentiment. Loki never had been good a dealing with sentiment.
"Hey," Thor began, crawling carefully over the ice and wrapping his arms around Loki.
"Don't hide from me. I don't care that you're of Jotunheim, or that you yell at me to cover up how much you care. I really don't, I've put up with that for years." He reminded him with a laugh.
"All I care about is the fact that you do love me, and that you love our son, and that I'm able to keep you happy and safe. My love, you could tear my heart out and hold it before me with your bear hands and I'd die professing to you that you were still the center of my universe. Berate me, blame me, but don't ever take these moments. Don't ever truly stop loving me. That's the day my life ceases to have meaning." Loki turned around in his arms and though his skin was blue, the bright blush on his cheeks was still plenty visable.
"Thor, I am 1,048 years old. I have spent every waking moment of those 1,048 years loving you and I will spend 1,048 more. I just…" Thor shushed him and put his finger to his lips, a bright and happy smile on his face once more.
"Say no more, I understand." He whispered, his large hands tangling in Loki's long raven hair and tugging him into a kiss. They kissed savagely for a while, only breaking apart when Thor felt Loki's stomach growl.
"You're hungry, brother. Let me feed you the dinner I prepared." Loki rolled his eyes and put his head in his hands.
"That's not dinner that's junk." Thor only grinned and broke a chocolate chip poptart in half.
"Nonsense, now open up." Loki decided to play along, allowing the other god to feed him bits of broken off poptart, simply because it made his blonde little heart happy. They hardly made it to anything else, however, before Loki fell asleep in Thor's lap, nursing a mug of coffee, and the thunder god pulled him up into his arms and carried him back to the car. Loki looked very peaceful as he slept and it made Thor wish he would always look so serene. That was his new mission, he thought. He was going to wipe every ounce of sadness from his brother, and there would come a day when he was always as pleasant and as sweet as his dreams.
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