[ Watching Loki wandering around his house, Chris leans a hip against the kitchen island and pulls the towel off his shoulder to brush the worst of the flour off his hands and arms before dumping it on the counter beside him and taking his apron off to drop it beside it. He has a feeling he won't be getting too much cooking done after this, so it's a good thing he put a dutch oven of chili in the slow oven earlier today.
One eye on the timer counting down until the bread is finished, he shifts his stance to let Loki insinuate himself in nice and close. ]
I think I'll find a way to survive. [ A way like, perhaps, looping his arms around Loki's waist and tugging him in closer to he can kiss him again, nice and slow the way he wanted to when they met on the porch. ] It's good to see you again.
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One eye on the timer counting down until the bread is finished, he shifts his stance to let Loki insinuate himself in nice and close. ]
I think I'll find a way to survive. [ A way like, perhaps, looping his arms around Loki's waist and tugging him in closer to he can kiss him again, nice and slow the way he wanted to when they met on the porch. ] It's good to see you again.