Loki was nodding off, leaning against Thor’s brawny back and surrounded by revelers celebrating the return of their greatest hero. He had been allowed to drink un-watered mead and the alcohol had gone straight to his head, making him feel as if he was floating.
“Brother,” he heard, “do you sleep?”
It took a moment for Loki to wake up enough to
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I'm not gonna lie, Loki angst is my crack. And you write it so well.
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