[It was only that strain in Loki's attempt at a calm expression that had Stephen actually listening for a change, falling silent. Letting the other man concentrate on what he was doing, on healing the injuries that already had his side wet with blood, where the spines had driven deep. It was sheer luck that he hadn't been hit anywhere vital, but that still didn't make getting stabbed any more pleasant than it ever was.]
[Stephen can't help the low, annoyed huff at being kept down, but for the moment he lets it happen. He clearly worried Loki a bit more than he thought he had with his reckless antics.]
Bossy.
[Well Loki, strap in for a life of surprises then.]
[Keeping words casual, a light bit of almost banter as Loki took his time, reassuring himself of Stephen's continued existence. For as odd as magic had made him, he at least had those easy indicators. Warmth and heartbeat.
Stephen didn't comment on the tremor he noticed, but he did lift a hand to curl scarred fingers over Loki's, a quiet motion of reassurance.]
[ Loki sighs. What to do with this? He showed his hand too clearly. He smooths the crinkles on Stephen's clothes before rising and offering his hand. ]
[At least Loki wasn't the only one, or the first between them to do so. Stephen had started after all with his admission of love, for all he'd never meant to blurt that out. It didn't make it untrue though, and this certainly didn't hurt that claim.]
Well, good thing I'm not Thor then.
[He accepted the help up either way, but even when he was on his feet found himself a bit reluctant to release Loki's hand so quickly.]
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You should not have done that.
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[Sorry Loki, he's not sorry and he'd do it again if he had to.]
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[ Though it is a point of contention. There are times Loki prefers otherwise. ]
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[Don't mind the sorcerer, time to haul himself up, blood loss or no.]
I care about you. Is it really any surprise that I'd want to defend you?
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Lie down.
[ He doesn't say yes it is, it always is. ]
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Bossy.
[Well Loki, strap in for a life of surprises then.]
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It is best not to cross me when I am in a mood.
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[Tone light, almost a bit playful.
See Loki? He's alright enough to be a brat, clearly he can't be that poorly off.]
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[ His fingers press themselves over Stephen's clothes, assuring himself of the warmth and the heartbeat beneath it. He may even be trembling. ]
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[Keeping words casual, a light bit of almost banter as Loki took his time, reassuring himself of Stephen's continued existence. For as odd as magic had made him, he at least had those easy indicators. Warmth and heartbeat.
Stephen didn't comment on the tremor he noticed, but he did lift a hand to curl scarred fingers over Loki's, a quiet motion of reassurance.]
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You are not allowed to depart in such a way. Not for me.
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[Sorry Loki, he didn't like even the possibility of you getting killed.]
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[ Not as long as he lives. Loki knows that. It is part of a long line of debts he needs to fill. ]
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[He's not about to just let it happen. Sorry, not sorry.]
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[ But perhaps someday, Loki will tire Stephen out. He has done that to all his other relationships. Even Thor. ]
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[He's honestly more worried that he'll do something to fuck this up. Or that maybe someday Loki would tire of him and all his baggage.]
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[ Loki sighs. What to do with this? He showed his hand too clearly. He smooths the crinkles on Stephen's clothes before rising and offering his hand. ]
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Well, good thing I'm not Thor then.
[He accepted the help up either way, but even when he was on his feet found himself a bit reluctant to release Loki's hand so quickly.]
...Come on. Door's not too far from here.
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[ Loki . . . hovers, sort of. He doesn't give concern lightly, but he is a fretter by nature. ]
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[At least he doesn't look like he's going to pitch over. Probably could do with some rest, but good luck convincing Stephen of that.]
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That is not the point, Stephen.
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I do not yell.
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[And let's be real, Stephen tends to deserve a good yelling-at more often than not because he's a reckless bastard.]
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