( CLOSED ) if i get a little prettier

[ikols]

who: loki & billy
what: an un-birthday.
when: today!
where: the lake of ice.
warnings: tba.

[ In the middle of the lake of ice is a circular blanket fringed with cushions and furs like a life-raft. Inside this picnicker's dream the ground is soft and warm like a bed, despite the fact of its location, charmed to remain cosy, and nearby a picnic basket overflows with all of Billy's favourite foods; some home-cooked, some trashy fast-food. The darkening sky is peppered overhead by floating candles, Hogwarts-style for the greatest nerdy witch there ever was, and it's into this safezone that Billy will find himself transported, additionally wrapped up in Loki's arms.

The godling leans his chin forward and nuzzles a neck, smiling over Billy's shoulder. He did good, right? He knows it. ]

Happy Un-Birthday, Billiam.

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[ikols]

Why do we need rings? People can lose them. Wouldn't you rather trust me not to lose your heart as easily as a piece of jewellery?

[ He rolls his eyes, quickly holding up the hands on Billy's middle in surrender. ]

Nevermind! I sense you want them come Hel or high water.

[wiccant]

I mean, I definitely do trust you with my heart.

( complications of the last few months aside and all, loki is a pretty great boyfriend. fiance. future husband. whatever title they're going with now. when loki raises his hands, billy tilts his head back, tries to get a good look at him even if the angle isn't ideal. )

They're not needed, but they show that I'm yours and you're mine. Probably a little more effective than all the hickeys you keep leaving all over my neck.

[ikols]

Trinkets ...

[ Out of thin air (or is it!) a black bracelet appears in his fingers, twirling through them to his thoughtful hum. He rests his chin on Billy's shoulder. ]

This is Stygian iron, Nico gave it to me. I was supposed to always wear it for him but I ... forget to.

[wiccant]

He's been gone a while now, hasn't he.

( with billy's own fingers raising up, nails pressing soft against the underside of loki's wrist. )

People come and go here like crazy.

[ikols]

He was a good friend ...

[ The bracelet morphs into a lock of auburn hair tied in one of Angela's bows; black locks belonging to Jason; a piece of scrap metal stolen from Tony's old workshop; a scrap of cloth from Thor's cape. Magpie trinkets.

Then nothing. Loki's hand lays over Billy's heart, hugging him close, and he nuzzles a temple with cool lips. ]

I don't want to add you to the collection.

[wiccant]

I won't leave here without you. Promise.

( it's not i won't go anywhere; things--are a bit different than when billy first got here. but it is a promise he can definitely keep. loki's been through plenty of shit already, and billy has absolutely no intention of leaving him. of adding to that.

head tilting back, billy presses soft kisses against wherever he can reach. )

We'll get married, one day. And you'll be stuck with me for forever.

[ikols]

[ He would hate to only have a ring left in lieu of Billy. It would turn his heart cold or else break it, worse than having nothing at all.

Turning his head to steal a kiss, he smiles softly and rests their foreheads together. ]

... I love you.

[wiccant]

( a soft hum presses into loki's kiss, teeth gently catching on his lower lip before billy smiles wide. )

I love you, too. Nothing will ever change that.