(closed) tell me you've never loved me, tell me it was just a lie

[ikols]

who: loki and billy
what: escapades
when: llllate because NERDING OUT HAS NO CURFEW and neither does thievery
where: sanctum sanctorum
warnings: tba

[ With the sleeves of his shirt smoking and hair singed, a burn stripes down one side of Loki's face from temple to jaw as he barges into the Sanctum at ass o'clock, stripping off his coat to stamp on the blackened parts. Shit. The shadowthread will need reworking. That's going to be time-consuming. His hot vest makes a loud clatter when he dumps the too-warm scalemaille in haste, climbing the stairs as he makes his way toward a working bathroom (not the acid one). By the time he passes multiple doors and makes it to his destination, his eye is stinging and Loki drops to his knees by the sink, elbows hooked over the edge.

When he isn't so dazed he stands and peers into the mirror at the mess several would-be Hel Hounds have made of him, their breath particularly nostalgic from a bird's-eye perspective but never so close up. They weren't purebreds, of course, some moon-twisted Silent Hill remake of Thori, more like split-mouthed hyenas than anything ...

He's glad those jaws never took purchase. He would have totally shredded his coat, never mind his arm.

Making more noise than usual as he goes about washing his wound, disorientated, the godling yelps and curses without any volume control because either Sam is around visiting Stephen and will come by to help or Loki is home alone while the sorcerer is off with his squeeze on a horrendously normal date. Blood drips red onto ceramic, a sheen of blue caught in it when the electric lights shine a certain way.

Above all, Loki sincerely hopes there is some ice cream left in the unchained fridge. ]

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[wiccant]

( if it were possible to choke on mashed potatoes, billy would be choking about now. thank you for that. instead, he just raises a hand to his mouth and coughs, loudly. takes his time to swallow the food in his mouth before responding: )

No! Domestic chores and using the restroom are two entirely different things!

[ikols]

[ Laughter bubbles up so hard that he has to hold his middle, willing the potatoes to stay down. Loki wipes his eyes, shuddering with snickers. ]

Had to check! [ Just to tease him that extra mile, ] Your kinks are so domestic, Billy.

[wiccant]

That's what you think.

( without divulging any further into kinktopics, he's going for the salmon. it's good loki's cheered up again, too. this is going to take a bit to get used to. )

[ikols]

[ !! What a rotter. Now Loki's going to spend his showers imagining all sorts of sordid kinks, thanks. ]

Ahem, yes. Well. To answer your questions en-masse, I have an apartment and I've lived there for two years. Or I did, when I was back in our universe.

[wiccant]

( good. that's what loki gets for getting him in trouble and convincing billy to take part in his thieving. )

I can't imagine you dusting. Loki, God of Mischief, brother to Thor. . dusting. ( not that he minds the thought. it's just amusing. ) Did you have a roomba?

[ikols]

[ Are they sure Billy isn't the new 'of Evil' around here. ]

You realise I'm real, yes? Blood, hair, incredible legs? I do normal things, Billy. I had a life, for a while.

[wiccant]

I know how incredible your legs are, thanks.

( he's noticed. he doesn't need to be reminded. )

For the last. . however long we spent dimension hopping and spaceship riding, doing normal things was hard. I mean it wasn't like we just stopped doing them, but it wasn't something we did often. Who knows when the last time Kate sat down and vacuumed was--if ever. Having a life is a lot different when you're uh--part of something like that. I guess I just never saw you washing dishes and paying rent.

[ikols]

[ Every other thing Billy says is like catnip. ]

No, because I was trapped in a body I hated and trying to get back a way of life I didn't really want. Things have settled, since then. I've dated, gained back friends ... even Amora let me live after we broke up, which says a lot.

[wiccant]

I mean. . not any other Loki I've ever heard of back home seemed like the sort to get an apartment and--you know. I can't imagine Thor doing normal domestic chores either, so. ( thor washing dishes or wearing an apron while cooking dinner. . nice mental images.

he imagines it'd be a lot worse in practice. )

I'm glad to hear that you had that. And that she didn't kill you.

[ikols]

He wasn't always a madman, the Old Guy. [ The First Loki, his initial life that spanned the longest. ] He used to sit and ... and read, and eat nuts, ironically, sometimes napped in high places when he was away from his tower.

[ Not that Loki is defending or humanising the lunatic, it just bears saying. ]

But I've not been as lonely as he was, so I'm fine.

[ Learning how to cook every cultural dish in Manhattan passed the time. ]

[wiccant]

( he doubts even loki himself could maintain being as. . loki as he had been at all times. everyone has days. times when they're at their weakest, their strongest. he's not human, sure, but asgardians display human enough tenancies. emotions. loki must have had those. this loki definitely does. )

You've got a lot of friends here, don't you? Plenty of people to hang out with. ( there's a pause, another bite of food before he asks: ) Why did you leave the Young Avengers?

[ikols]

[ Poking at his potatoes, he shakes his head. ]

You all needed a break from me. If I wasn't me, I would've too.

[wiccant]

So you left? ( he doesn't think for one moment they told loki to leave. on one hand: billy doubts it would have been very effective, before. on the other: they're a team. they stuck together and didn't get too angry with billy when they thought it was on him, so. )

I'm sure we missed having you around yelling about breakfast meats.

[ikols]

That's a nice sentiment. Thanks.

[ It wasn't what was best for everyone, he's familiar with his own suffocating presence. ]

So ... which movies are we vegging out to today?

[ It seems safer to stay inside, somehow. ]

[wiccant]

The Sound of Music?

( it's one movie. he finishes off the veggies on his plate, moves onto finishing the potatoes. )

Your pick for the second.

[ikols]

Con Air.

[ You wanna play this game, Kaplan, he'll play. ]

Third?

[wiccant]

Les Miserables.

( why are we playing this game. )

And that's more than enough hours to burn.

[ikols]

Ugh, fucking Javert. Don't do this to me, Billy, I put mayo in mash for you!

[ Ungrateful sadist, how shocking. ]

[wiccant]

And it was very delicious, I'm surprised you're such a good cook. It's a good surprise and one I'm going to take advantage of, but. . surprised all the same.

( but fine. billy gets to his feet, reaches over for loki's plate, if he's done with it. )

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? Rent? Into the Woods? Star Wars: A New Hope?

[ikols]

Into The Woods! I love that one!

[ Billy can feel free to clean up, Loki is going to finish his ale and watch the witch move around the kitchen. ]

[wiccant]

I knew it.

( the hoodie comes off and gets left draped over a dining room chair so he doesn't ruin it, sleeves of the shirt under it pushed up his arms once he reaches the sink to rinse off the dishes without getting them wet. he's fast enough--get the food off, bend down to put them in the dishwasher before closing it back up. )

Your magic batteries recharged enough to turn the television on, or should I dig through the cushions to find the remote before we start?

[ikols]

I'll live. Can we watch Cabin In The Woods, too?

[ He rises and takes his drink along en-route to the lounge, reaching back for Billy's hand purely because he know he likely won't be denied right now. ]

[wiccant]

( he isn't. his hand is still damp from the sink--but if loki wants to deal with that, billy won't deny him. )

We can start a list and work our way down it.