Teddy lets out a relieved sigh as Billy falls asleep, body going slack. Yeah, he's probably going to be annoyed by that later, but-- at least he's slept, right? He kinda desperately needed it.
With his hand out of Billy's death grip for now, he goes to carefully slide back to his feet.]
There are a couple questionably comfortable chairs in here. Want to sit for a bit after Billy gets settled into bed?
[ Lifting Billy into the bed as the nurses make a timely arrival, he nods to Teddy. ]
Sure, one moment ...
[ The hand over Billy's closed eyes glows green, imbuing his dreams with visions of Old Asgard as it once was, a peaceful tour of the grandeur of the Golden Realm. That's as harmless a place to wander as any, a beautiful exchange to banish nightmares. ]
... Let's find a coffee machine of the vending kind.
[ Tired as he is, he casts a once over on Teddy. ]
[Teddy casts one more look back to Billy, just one more look to reassure himself Billy is okay, that he's being tended to, before he nods at Loki and moves to follow him.]
Coffee sounds like the best idea right now.
[Any kind of coffee. You never realize how much you'll miss the little things until crazy cultists have you kidnapped...]
Yeah, I think so. [He looks down at himself, over his arms where bruises are already beginning to fade.] It might take a day or two before I'm entirely back to myself, but I'm already feeling better. I don't think I've ever been beat up that bad before though...
[That suppressor is something he never wants to experience again. He looks at Loki, giving him a once over.]
[ Sounding a little wistful even if his own healing is rather speedy, he's relieved not to have to look at two smashed up YA's.
In front of a vending machine in the hall he roots around in the pocket of his coat for change (if he stole things all the time he'd never get to switch it up), focusing more on the coffee selection than Teddy's face. How is Loki? ]
Scotch tape on scaffolding. Ever heard that saying?
[ Handing one of the coffees over, he shrugs with an exhaustion that feels bone-deep. Will he ever rid the bags from his eyes? Not at this rate. It's quiet in the hospital, no one else has made it over from the temple yet.
Loki sips his cheap latte with a middle-ground gaze locked down the corridor. ]
I think I made another mistake by trying to rescue him. He didn't need to see me, not the same way I needed him.
All I wanted to do was find him and get him out, take him home. I thought, if he was as desperate to see me as I was to see him then he'd understand, he would come immediately because all we'd need was to see each other was okay. But he cared more about healing the fanatics who tortured him. [ Quietly incredulous, he takes a seat on a bench. ] I can't ... can't dial down my priorities like that. I felt like a fool, arguing why he should leave with me.
[ Running on nothing but the memory of Billy's terror for days, maybe Loki was too earnest. He can't tell. There were cultists actively trying to hurt his friends, even Jim was shooting to put them down once and for all.
He stares ahead at the manilla wall, unseeing it. Hands clasped around a warm plastic cup. ]
I have nothing else to give, Teddy. I would kill for him and it's somehow a problem.
That's Billy... It's not that he cared more about them than he did you, Loki. He just doesn't believe in killing. [He moves over to take a seat next to him after a moment.][He barely suppresses a shudder at the memory, but he continues on--] The Warden put a device on him where he could hear others, but not himself... his magic was useless. He couldn't stop him. It got to the point where he was wishing death on him and even just that-- it's something Billy's never forgiven himself for. It's still one of the things that makes him so scared of himself...
[He gives a wry smile.] He doesn't want you to go down that road, I think. He doesn't want you to lose yourself. He doesn't want to lose you.
You say that, but I'm not a hero. He wants another you, not me as I am.
[ It's hard being inadequate when you're a god who literally lives on praise. Thank fuck his entire base isn't noble like Billy or he'd cease to exist within seconds. ]
He told me to be better. Better than what, saving him at any cost? Teddy, I've got nothing left, this is me at my best. This relationship is running on fumes on my end.
[He reaches over again to rest a hand on Loki's shoulder again, just trying to offer-- something. Comfort, hopefully.
He might have never thought he'd be in this position in a million years, but he is and he wants to try to help somehow.]
Stop it. That's not what he meant-- he thinks you're amazing, Loki. He doesn't want another me and I'm not here to swoop in and take him away from you or anything like that. I-- [he lets out a sigh, deflating a little.]
He said he's content here, he's content with you and he never was back home. I clearly can't offer him that, and honestly, I don't know what I can offer him that you can't or haven't already.
[It is hard feeling inadequate, Teddy can agree there.] You'll both figure it out, Loki.
[ What he craves is what he sees in his memories when he thinks of Tony; wide open arms that wanted him close just because, no matter what else was going on with them or others. No arguments first. No needling criticisms.
He misses that stupid engineer.
Looking at Teddy who has recently been tortured too, lost his lover to Loki, and who is now comforting said harlot, he makes a split-second decision to do something that can't possibly be considered awful or cruel, leaning over to kiss him on the lips with a chaste peck, a hand on the one upon his shoulder. ]
[The kiss catches him off guard, but-- honestly? It's one of the very few pleasant things he's experience since kidnapping and torture, and he doesn't think Loki means ill by it, so he's willing to take it and press into it a little before Loki pulls away.]
I don't know what that was for, but--
[Teddy offers up a tired, fonder smile and lifts his hand to brush through Loki's hair soothingly, tucking it into place.]
You want to take our coffees and go back to Billy's room for a bit? Maybe we can get some rest too.
[ A soft happy noise hums into the kiss when he feels pressure on Teddy's side, calmer for having shared it. The agonisingly prickly sensation has gone when he thinks about Billy in that bed and both of them either side of him; Teddy is something of an emotional balm. Loki tries not to overthink the stillness in his previously broiling stomach. ]
Yeah, okay.
[ His hand slips into Teddy's free one, cool as he clasps it and tugs him down the hall at a slow, tired lope. ]
If he complains again when he rises, let's order food to shut him up.
[He didn't-- react well when he first arrived here. He'd been hurt and angry and lost...
But after what's happened? It's sort of put a lot of that into perspective, and right now? With Loki not being just as prickly and defensive, opening up a little... It's easy to feel fond of him. It's easy to want to try and soothe whatever roughness he can. They're all in horrible shape, but maybe together, they can make it a little bit better at least.
He slides his hand into Loki's and gives a short laugh.]
Good plan. Also-- that spell? The best. I thought we'd still be arguing with him to sleep... He's like a bull when he sets his mind to something.
[He's amazing, don't get him wrong, but that stubbornness...]
Believe me, I have spent an equal amount of time in that man's bed arguing as anything else.
[ This is why he likes to fuck Billy senseless sometimes, for the relative peace and quiet that comes with sex-noises instead of chatter. He loves him but, you know ...
It's so nice to speak with someone who understands. It then hits Loki, as they enter Billy's room, that he has far more experience with their mutual lover than Teddy and he ought to mind he doesn't accidentally rub his nose in it. Oops. Noted for next time. Still holding Teddy's hand and the coffee, he pauses by the bedside just to look at Billy, the hospital-neatened version with butterfly-stitches on his lip and an oddly sterile look to his wounds and bruises. Safe at last. ]
[Teddy-- already kind of figured Billy spends a lot of time in Loki's bed anyway. He lives-- lived? -- with him, he's not naive. It's a little-- much to hear about so plainly, but it seems like Loki is just talking. He's not going to get offended -- especially when it wasn't like he was here for those six months.
Besides, he's-- relieved by everything. To be out from underground, to see Billy cleaned up, to feel at ease with Loki. He wants to relish it.
He lets out a laugh, and it kind of feels good to feel like doing it again.]
Is that a real Frost Giant saying?
[Because he thinks not, Loki.
He tugs at Loki to follow him tot he chairs so they can sit, giving a passing, relieved look to Billy.]
You want to see no chill, wait until he wakes up...
[ It's tired humour to deflect from his feelings but it's there. He neglects the chairs to stand at the end of the bed and contemplate it with a look. His hands glow when he raises them and the bed expands with a protesting creak on either side to fit two more bodies, Loki's magic fading from his palms (once the single is now a king-size) as he crawls up on Billy's left side. ]
Hopping up or not? He'll find it harder to be angry if he wakes up to the unexpected.
[He gives a tired laugh and finds a place to put his coffee down... only to see Loki altering the bed.]
You don't think that's against hospital protocol or something?
[Not that it's stopping him from crawling up and lying next to Billy on the other side, giving a pleased groan because-- god, he's missed a proper bed, and sleep, as far as that goes.
He never thought he'd be in the same bed as Loki and Billy, not really, but right now? He's too tired to feel embarrassed or awkward about it. Besides it's very public and they're all very... not well, mentally or physically.]
But I guess you're right. With two of us to hold him down, he can't possibly sneak out either.
[ Slinging an arm around Billy's waist and a sliding a knee over his nearest leg, Loki doesn't bother stifling a yawn and settles down in the corner of a shoulder. After a moment his armour and coat shimmer, changing into a hoodie and jeans. ]
[Teddy shifts a little bit closer, reaching for one of Billy's hands carefully, not wanting to disturb him, but-- wanting some sort of contact. Just a reminder that they're all out and he can maybe nod off for a minute. He can head back to check on people, to help, after a quick nap to replenish at least a little bit of his energy.]
( it takes him time to wake up. the soft dreams he's having are definitely a deterrent to trying to shove himself up; after the things billy has scene, the thoughts racing through his head, and the couple days without sleep before even of this had even happened, he--doesn't want to escape from asgard-dreams. they're nice.
eyes start to slowly blink open, loki's weight at his side familiar but the additional captured hand to his right is. strange. it's--then that he remembers that he was busy fighting loki days before, that loki kept trying to--what, break up with him? and they'd been fighting just moments before he had forcibly knocked out. his head turns to the right, notices teddy in addition to loki and -- )
What the--oh, ugh, ew-- ( no, not either of you. his face pinches when he sticks out his tongue, moves to rub it against the roof of his mouth after. ) My mouth tastes like hospitals.
[Teddy stirs when he hears Billy talk -- he hasn't slept terribly heavy since the kidnapping, always on alert, so it doesn't take much to pull him out of the light doze he slipped into. He lets out a tired groan, eyes opening drowsily to look over at Loki.]
Hang on-- [He starts to shift to move up] I can get you some water if you want it...
( part of him wants to reach over and shove loki over, for the whole mess of their conversation that happened before the kidnapping went down, for knocking him out cold, for making him come to the hospital in the first place when he's fairly certain there's someone else out there who can heal wounds like this, probably.
but billy doesn't. he exhales sharply from his nose, tilts his head up a little to give the godling more room to press up against and focuses his attention to teddy himself. ) Yeah, I'd--appreciate that. Thanks.
( more importantly than the taste in his mouth, though: ) Were you both just cuddling?
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Teddy lets out a relieved sigh as Billy falls asleep, body going slack. Yeah, he's probably going to be annoyed by that later, but-- at least he's slept, right? He kinda desperately needed it.
With his hand out of Billy's death grip for now, he goes to carefully slide back to his feet.]
There are a couple questionably comfortable chairs in here. Want to sit for a bit after Billy gets settled into bed?
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Sure, one moment ...
[ The hand over Billy's closed eyes glows green, imbuing his dreams with visions of Old Asgard as it once was, a peaceful tour of the grandeur of the Golden Realm. That's as harmless a place to wander as any, a beautiful exchange to banish nightmares. ]
... Let's find a coffee machine of the vending kind.
[ Tired as he is, he casts a once over on Teddy. ]
Are you healing quickly?
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Coffee sounds like the best idea right now.
[Any kind of coffee. You never realize how much you'll miss the little things until crazy cultists have you kidnapped...]
Yeah, I think so. [He looks down at himself, over his arms where bruises are already beginning to fade.] It might take a day or two before I'm entirely back to myself, but I'm already feeling better. I don't think I've ever been beat up that bad before though...
[That suppressor is something he never wants to experience again. He looks at Loki, giving him a once over.]
How about you? Are you okay?
[Probably not, at least mentally or emotionally.]
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[ Sounding a little wistful even if his own healing is rather speedy, he's relieved not to have to look at two smashed up YA's.
In front of a vending machine in the hall he roots around in the pocket of his coat for change (if he stole things all the time he'd never get to switch it up), focusing more on the coffee selection than Teddy's face. How is Loki? ]
Scotch tape on scaffolding. Ever heard that saying?
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[He slides his hands into his pocket after a moment, going to lean against the wall while Loki handles the coffee.]
... I'm sorry. I'm sure the last-- however many days haven't been easy on you either. You should be trying to rest up too.
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Loki sips his cheap latte with a middle-ground gaze locked down the corridor. ]
I think I made another mistake by trying to rescue him. He didn't need to see me, not the same way I needed him.
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[He takes the coffee with a quiet thanks, cradling it in his hand for a moment.]
Of course he needed to see you. He's just-- trying to process a lot right now. He's not thinking clearly or reacting well.
[Teddy is pretty sure about that, if only by the way Billy hadn't quite wanted to let go of Loki.]
You didn't make a mistake by rescuing him... trust me. Besides, I'm glad you came for him... that you were there for him.
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[ Running on nothing but the memory of Billy's terror for days, maybe Loki was too earnest. He can't tell. There were cultists actively trying to hurt his friends, even Jim was shooting to put them down once and for all.
He stares ahead at the manilla wall, unseeing it. Hands clasped around a warm plastic cup. ]
I have nothing else to give, Teddy. I would kill for him and it's somehow a problem.
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[He gives a wry smile.] He doesn't want you to go down that road, I think. He doesn't want you to lose yourself. He doesn't want to lose you.
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[ It's hard being inadequate when you're a god who literally lives on praise. Thank fuck his entire base isn't noble like Billy or he'd cease to exist within seconds. ]
He told me to be better. Better than what, saving him at any cost? Teddy, I've got nothing left, this is me at my best. This relationship is running on fumes on my end.
You may as well swoop in and take him back.
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[He reaches over again to rest a hand on Loki's shoulder again, just trying to offer-- something. Comfort, hopefully.
He might have never thought he'd be in this position in a million years, but he is and he wants to try to help somehow.]
Stop it. That's not what he meant-- he thinks you're amazing, Loki. He doesn't want another me and I'm not here to swoop in and take him away from you or anything like that. I-- [he lets out a sigh, deflating a little.]
He said he's content here, he's content with you and he never was back home. I clearly can't offer him that, and honestly, I don't know what I can offer him that you can't or haven't already.
[It is hard feeling inadequate, Teddy can agree there.] You'll both figure it out, Loki.
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He misses that stupid engineer.
Looking at Teddy who has recently been tortured too, lost his lover to Loki, and who is now comforting said harlot, he makes a split-second decision to do something that can't possibly be considered awful or cruel, leaning over to kiss him on the lips with a chaste peck, a hand on the one upon his shoulder. ]
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I don't know what that was for, but--
[Teddy offers up a tired, fonder smile and lifts his hand to brush through Loki's hair soothingly, tucking it into place.]
You want to take our coffees and go back to Billy's room for a bit? Maybe we can get some rest too.
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Yeah, okay.
[ His hand slips into Teddy's free one, cool as he clasps it and tugs him down the hall at a slow, tired lope. ]
If he complains again when he rises, let's order food to shut him up.
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But after what's happened? It's sort of put a lot of that into perspective, and right now? With Loki not being just as prickly and defensive, opening up a little... It's easy to feel fond of him. It's easy to want to try and soothe whatever roughness he can. They're all in horrible shape, but maybe together, they can make it a little bit better at least.
He slides his hand into Loki's and gives a short laugh.]
Good plan. Also-- that spell? The best. I thought we'd still be arguing with him to sleep... He's like a bull when he sets his mind to something.
[He's amazing, don't get him wrong, but that stubbornness...]
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[ This is why he likes to fuck Billy senseless sometimes, for the relative peace and quiet that comes with sex-noises instead of chatter. He loves him but, you know ...
It's so nice to speak with someone who understands. It then hits Loki, as they enter Billy's room, that he has far more experience with their mutual lover than Teddy and he ought to mind he doesn't accidentally rub his nose in it. Oops. Noted for next time. Still holding Teddy's hand and the coffee, he pauses by the bedside just to look at Billy, the hospital-neatened version with butterfly-stitches on his lip and an oddly sterile look to his wounds and bruises. Safe at last. ]
He has no chill, as the Frost Giants say.
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Besides, he's-- relieved by everything. To be out from underground, to see Billy cleaned up, to feel at ease with Loki. He wants to relish it.
He lets out a laugh, and it kind of feels good to feel like doing it again.]
Is that a real Frost Giant saying?
[Because he thinks not, Loki.
He tugs at Loki to follow him tot he chairs so they can sit, giving a passing, relieved look to Billy.]
You want to see no chill, wait until he wakes up...
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[ It's tired humour to deflect from his feelings but it's there. He neglects the chairs to stand at the end of the bed and contemplate it with a look. His hands glow when he raises them and the bed expands with a protesting creak on either side to fit two more bodies, Loki's magic fading from his palms (once the single is now a king-size) as he crawls up on Billy's left side. ]
Hopping up or not? He'll find it harder to be angry if he wakes up to the unexpected.
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[He gives a tired laugh and finds a place to put his coffee down... only to see Loki altering the bed.]
You don't think that's against hospital protocol or something?
[Not that it's stopping him from crawling up and lying next to Billy on the other side, giving a pleased groan because-- god, he's missed a proper bed, and sleep, as far as that goes.
He never thought he'd be in the same bed as Loki and Billy, not really, but right now? He's too tired to feel embarrassed or awkward about it. Besides it's very public and they're all very... not well, mentally or physically.]
But I guess you're right. With two of us to hold him down, he can't possibly sneak out either.
[Not unless he uses the magic way at least.]
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[ Slinging an arm around Billy's waist and a sliding a knee over his nearest leg, Loki doesn't bother stifling a yawn and settles down in the corner of a shoulder. After a moment his armour and coat shimmer, changing into a hoodie and jeans. ]
Goodnight, I'm passing out.
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[Teddy shifts a little bit closer, reaching for one of Billy's hands carefully, not wanting to disturb him, but-- wanting some sort of contact. Just a reminder that they're all out and he can maybe nod off for a minute. He can head back to check on people, to help, after a quick nap to replenish at least a little bit of his energy.]
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eyes start to slowly blink open, loki's weight at his side familiar but the additional captured hand to his right is. strange. it's--then that he remembers that he was busy fighting loki days before, that loki kept trying to--what, break up with him? and they'd been fighting just moments before he had forcibly knocked out. his head turns to the right, notices teddy in addition to loki and -- )
What the--oh, ugh, ew-- ( no, not either of you. his face pinches when he sticks out his tongue, moves to rub it against the roof of his mouth after. ) My mouth tastes like hospitals.
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Hang on-- [He starts to shift to move up] I can get you some water if you want it...
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but billy doesn't. he exhales sharply from his nose, tilts his head up a little to give the godling more room to press up against and focuses his attention to teddy himself. ) Yeah, I'd--appreciate that. Thanks.
( more importantly than the taste in his mouth, though: ) Were you both just cuddling?
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