With the previous situation still wavering on my mind, I combed through my damp hair, tousling it a bit with my fingers. I shrugged, the only good thing of this whole situation being I didn't have to live up to everyone's physical expectations when it comes to my hair, which is usually sleeked back. I let my towel fall free from my waist, grabbing one of my undergarments and a pair of odd looking pants that Thor gave me from his previous visit to Misgard.
I believe he called them sweat pants. They had an unattractive name but once I slipped them over my smooth legs, I sighed in relief, the soft fabric rubbing against my legs as I walked. I didn't bother putting a shirt on, letting my body relax as it hit the bed. I reached over to my night stand, taking the book that I had put there the previous night.
"What do you mean...Love?" He asked, his vibrant eyes held something between curiosity and fear. His lip quivered as he took a step back from the man before him. "Love is a beautiful thing..." Said the other young man, his eyes vibrant and caring. "Beautiful like the last roses on a cold Autumn day? Like the pastel colours in the sky during a Winter sunset?" Asked the younger, his brows knitted in rather confusion. "All that and more." Replied the other, a soft smile showing on his lips. "It sounds scary." The younger admitted, letting out a sigh.
"It's anything but scary." The eldest said, cupping his hand around the other's chin-
A pound interupted my train of thought as my eyes were caught on the word Love. "Loki, there's some left over bacon if you'd like some." Thor's voice was muffled behind the door. This was odd of Thor, he usually would eat it himself, or possibly stow it away for later. Maybe he was trying to start conversation...Bond maybe. Loki sighed, setting his book aside as he got up.
His eyes couldn't help but notice the bare white walls around him. I should surely decorate. He thought to himself as he left his room to meet Thor in the hall. "When are we going to search for items to decorate?" Loki asked randomly, walking beside Thor to the kitchen. "Oh, I was thinking we could go today. I figured we'd get a television as well, we also need more furniture than the furnishes Father has given. "
Odin was here? That couldn't be. "What?" I asked, my face knitted in confusion. Once we got to the kitchen, Thor gestured for me to sit while he placed the plate of bacon in something that looked to heat the food. "Father had an Asgardian that has been to Misgard many a time to gather furnishings and such that he thought we'd need." Thor explained. My mouth opened, shaping in an "Oh".
"Would you like to go in search for furnishings after you finish your bacon?" Thor asked, pulling the now heated food out of the microwave. I shrugged, popping a bacon into my mouth as soon as he set the plate down. "I don't care." I replied, my mouth stuffed with the salty treat. Thor chuckled, sitting across from me. "You really like that bacon." He said, taking a piece from the plate, taking it to his own lips.
He flicked his tongue across it before popping it in his mouth. I couldn't help but notice the odd flick of the tongue, licking my own lips. I quickly shook off the thought, eating my bacon in silence as Thor explained the list of stores he had that would hold the furniture we would be in search of. I only nodded half caring, my mind wondering more on the moral of the story I had in thought than the items we would have in our possession soon.
