[ Loki isn't the only one grabbing on to the armrest; Chris has all his weight braced over them both like that, perched on his knees and leaning over Loki's stretched-out form beneath him. He honestly doesn't mind one way or the other how tall Loki feels like being on any given day, but when he's this height, they do tend to fit a little better on the couch. He'll mention that another time.
Blinking down at his boyfriend, his hair falling in his eyes and disheveled from those long fingers tugging at it so long, he shakes his head a little too. ]
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Blinking down at his boyfriend, his hair falling in his eyes and disheveled from those long fingers tugging at it so long, he shakes his head a little too. ]
They weren't you.
[ He curls his fingers. ]