[ He suspected, it's nice to have it spelled out in kisses and smiles though. Loki wriggles in Chris's arms and at first it might seem like he's just nuzzling at his neck to be affectionate but then there happen to be a missing handful of inches off his height and his face is buried in the curve of Chris's throat which he only just reaches.

Loki lets his weight go lax against Chris from knee to shoulder, holding onto him like he's the last piece of driftwood in the solar sea. His voice comes muffled. ]

Other things came to pass too, while I was away. I don't want to think about them anymore, not while we're together.