Loki walked into the common room with a bin bag and began cleaning up. I looked over at him. He didn’t look back.
“I’ll help” I told him. He looked up.
“Oh. No you don’t have to. I know you’d rather be out right now chatting up someone.” Ouch. I frowned and started to help him regardless. He scowled but didn’t stop me. The whole cleaning of the party mess took around an hour and he didn’t speak to me the full time. Everyone in the room had stayed asleep.
“Can we talk about what happened?” I asked. He looked over at me and shook his head. “No?”
“I’m not one of your sex pawns, Anthony.” He said sternly. I had never said he was. I just stared at him. “Last night sort of… it was out of my comfort zone. The whole thing. The party. Drunk people. Putting you to bed. On Asgard, my idea of a perfect night is getting a bath, having a glass of wine and retiring to my chambers with a nice book. I avoid the raucous drunks.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You and I have a very different idea about relaxing. But yours sounds so cute.”
Loki sighed. He looked away from me.
“You don’t have to patronise me.” He walked away. I frowned. I didn’t parronise him. I just meant we were different. I let out a sigh. Whatever.
The funny thing is, though I regret coming onto Loki because I was drunk and who knows what I actually said to him because I don’t know- but Loki is a fine specimen of a man. He’s gorgeous. He’s tall. He has muscles, though he doesn’t flash them like Thor. Not that I mind Thor flashing them, Thor is a beautiful man too. He’s smart. A lot smarter than the other people I have been with. I wouldn’t be against sleeping with him. Though, I am pretty sure he wants more of a connection. Wait is Loki a virgin? That’s so cute if he is. I wonder what wine he likes to drink. Knowing him, it’s probably some fancy red wine only found on Adgard. I’m going to buy him a bottle of wine and run him a bath to apologise. Oh my thoughts are so scrambled right now.
I made my way to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. I don’t actually understand why I want to get into bed with Loki so badly, so I am not going to think about it. I drank the coffee. I don’t love the taste of coffee but I am dependant on the caffeine intake so I have to drink it to get on with my day.