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MCU :: Thor/Loki
Loki paused -- perhaps too long, but he had to swallow an unkind answer -- before saying, "I remember well. Idunn always hated you messing about in her orchard, but you swore that no other place was as fun to play in."
Thor laughed. He did not even seem to hear the suspicious pause. "And you swore that there was no better treat than her apples. Even though all of Asgard must eat them to keep from aging like mortals, you stole and ate them to soothe your sweet tooth."
There was no judgment in him, only affection, as he glanced up at his brother's face. Loki let his hand stroke Thor's golden hair, spilling over his leg into his lap. "They are exceptionally sweet," he agreed without shame.
"And when I was hurt or upset," Thor mused, quieter, "you would steal one for me, to cheer me. And I would think back on decades at play, climbing trees and racing between the trunks, and I would feel... better."
His voice was slowly trailing off. Loki waited, silent; still stroking the head in his lap as he, too, thought of days gone by.
"Everything was better, then," Thor mumbled, his eyes closing.
Loki waited until he had drifted off to sleep before letting the magic that had put Thor into his receptive state fade. He ducked his head, leaning in, to brush his lips against Thor's, and then he reached out to gently pry the golden apple from Thor's slack grip -- the one he needed to keep from aging.
Re: MCU :: Thor/Loki
MCU :: Tony/Bruce
Bruce paused, and took off his glasses, blinking fast. "Is that for me?" he asked politely.
"Uh-huh," Tony said.
"It's... not my birthday."
Tony paused, brows drawing together. "It's not?"
"No."
"Then why did I just hire that hooker?"
Bruce chuckled and said, "You didn't do that," confidently. He was one of the few who didn't throw fits over Tony's sense of humor.
Tony threw his arms up, swinging the cake around carelessly. "Your birthday isn't August 7?!"
"I'm quite sure it's November 14th," Bruce said, patient.
And then Tony smiled again, and he sauntered over casually, dropping the box on the countertop. "Want some cake?"
Bruce had a bad feeling about that mood-swing. "...You didn't do this because you thought it was my birthday, did you." He folded his arms, trying to look stern.
"Nope," Tony admitted. He dragged a finger through the icing and tasted it.
"You didn't know when my birthday was."
The other man shrugged, ambling closer. "I knew you wouldn't say anything," he explained, stealing a kiss. He tasted of frosting. "...You don't exactly make an effort to be happy."
In spite of himself, the small smile that curved up Bruce's lips was genuine, helpless. Warm, and fond. "You're going to do something ridiculous in November, aren't you?"
"Oh, yeah. This cake is a joke. Got it from a Dunkin Donuts / Baskin Robbins refrigerator during a coffee-and-donut run." Tony shrugged. "The real thing will be -- three layers? With a scale-size fondant Hulk tearing about Midtown."
Bruce stared at him, bemused.
"And hookers," Tony added, helpfully.
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