[This isn't something to be kept a secret, of course. This is another link in the chain of declarations they've been making to one another since even before they'd taken one another's rings.
Still, the beaming smile when William catches his first glimpse of Loki wearing the pin is a painful sort of giveaway.]
There you are, my heart. [Can he catch Loki's fingers? He'd love to kiss the god's knuckles.] Terribly handsome today.
[Wonderful. Every moment is wonderful, of course, but this lightness is a particularly precious gift.]
Perhaps so.
[And perhaps it's acceptable to pepper a few more kisses against his husband's skin, tracing an affectionate arc along the lovely curve from knuckles down to wrist.]
[ he wants to believe that, so desperately. he wants to believe this can last. but the doubt has firmly cemented itself in his mind. he knows better. his fingers sweep over william's face, cradling it. ]
[Time, then, to get himself curled properly around Loki for a contented squeeze of a hug.]
I know my bones are brittle, and my limbs go missing, and my most ambitious lifetime is nothing against the universe. [The awkward truths of humanity, but William's still smiling.] But you won't lose this.
[Hopefully a bit reassuring. If not, the hug might be.]
[It's lovely to trust deep in his own bones that Loki's heart will carry him. It's lovelier still to believe that the god will feel the ferocity of his devotion even when they aren't curled together like this.
A thought sealed, as ever, with the smiling press of a kiss.]
[ it's the one thing he never learned how to stop. he's tried, so many times, to cut it off. but it never does. so, at least, loki has learned to accept it fully. ]
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dothelokimotion) wrote2020-04-18 07:42 am
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Still, the beaming smile when William catches his first glimpse of Loki wearing the pin is a painful sort of giveaway.]
There you are, my heart. [Can he catch Loki's fingers? He'd love to kiss the god's knuckles.] Terribly handsome today.
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[ it's said smoothly as his fingers curl around william's own. ]
Perhaps I simply glow in my husband's presence.
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Perhaps so.
[And perhaps it's acceptable to pepper a few more kisses against his husband's skin, tracing an affectionate arc along the lovely curve from knuckles down to wrist.]
Best I stick beside you, then.
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Mmm, I would hate to lose it.
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[A small shift to press a kiss now properly against his husband's cheek, utterly content to smile against the god's skin for a lingering heartbeat.]
You won't, you know.
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Of course not.
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I know my bones are brittle, and my limbs go missing, and my most ambitious lifetime is nothing against the universe. [The awkward truths of humanity, but William's still smiling.] But you won't lose this.
[Hopefully a bit reassuring. If not, the hug might be.]
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You are my husband. When all are fables, you will live on.
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[It's lovely to trust deep in his own bones that Loki's heart will carry him. It's lovelier still to believe that the god will feel the ferocity of his devotion even when they aren't curled together like this.
A thought sealed, as ever, with the smiling press of a kiss.]
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I feel it.