( how the dinosaurs died )

[dothelokimotion]

Who: Loki + You
Broadcast: Video
Action: Planetside
When: Right here, right now

[ the feed turns on, though it seems to start with a burst of static and a blurry screen before it finally seems to straighten itself out. though the scene you might be seeing seems a little . . . hard to take in. mostly because it looks like everything has been frozen. plants, grass and giant dinosaurs like T-Rexs that were in mid-lunge to bite on . . . a huddled lump who has a quilt over their head and cocooned deep within the covers. And also happens to be sneezing a lot. ]

This — [ loki sneezes, looking pale, harried and a little . . . blue. ] — Is the worst. Why is everything so — [ another loud sneeze. ] — uncomfortable?! And how do you make it stop?!

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[sinistral]

[That hand turns at Loki's touch, fingertips brushing his palm again. Like before the only sensory feedback he gets is that of pressure.

But Loki is warm. He hopes Loki will always be warm to him.]

Thank you. Truly.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki smiles once more, gently tugging bucky's hand to rest it against his cheek. ]

You're welcome.

[sinistral]

[He doesn't know why Loki does it, but he does shift the half-step closer so his arm isn't extended awkwardly.]

I suppose I did promise myself into your hands, didn't I?

[dothelokimotion]

[ his hands were never meant to hold much. loki has never known how to hold onto something, how to keep it safe. everything he has touched, he has inevitably ruined in some form. the cool metal on his cheek slowly warms. ]

I am in yours as well.

[sinistral]

Copycat.

[But there's something almost playful in it, and he's watching Loki carefully, watching his hand against pale skin. He has a feeling that Loki's waiting for something, or perhaps he is, but he's no idea what that something could be.]

But see? I told you that your touch couldn't harm me.

[dothelokimotion]

[ carefully. ]

You don't mind my taking liberties with you?

[sinistral]

You haven’t taken anything I haven’t been willing to give.

If you overstep, I will tell you.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki nods slowly at that, tilting his head into bucky's palm. ]

[sinistral]

[He’s still, palm curved carefully to Loki’s cheek, eyes on his. There’s something almost vulnerable about the moment, but it’s not as uncomfortable as he would have imagined.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki smiles faintly, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he pulls away. ]

We should head back.

[sinistral]

You're right of course.

[His hand drops and he takes a step back as well, giving Loki space once more. Still, it hadn't been uncomfortable to allow the other man so close, and that's something new.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki smirks. ]

Aren't I always?

[sinistral]

[Oh is that how they're going to play it?]

I can think of one time you were wrong.

[dothelokimotion]

[ he frowns. ]

When was this?

[sinistral]

When you called yourself a monster. I saw no monster then, and I see none now.

[dothelokimotion]

[ his expression softens at that. ]

When I was young, I used to be afraid of monsters. I would check under my bed or hide under my blankets.

[sinistral]

And now? [Carefully though, and he's watching Loki's expression.]

[dothelokimotion]

Now.

[ he tastes the trepidation on his tongue. ]

It is no longer that simple.

[sinistral]

I suppose it wouldn't be.

[He won't push. He won't. It's not his place, and he knows well that simple words don't erase the feelings.]

Is there anything I can do?

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki blinks, caught off guard by the offer. but he shouldn't be, should he? this man understands. has seem to grasp the ramblings of loki's soul, no matter how odd it seems. perhaps they are twin souls, despite their backgrounds.

maybe that's all anyone needs, in the end.

he moves to press a light kiss to bucky's forehead. ]

You've done it already.

[sinistral]

It's an open offer, not a one-time deal.

[His eyes close at the brush of lips, focused on the feeling. It's... nice.]

[dothelokimotion]

I know.

[ he pulls back slightly. ]

[sinistral]

Good.

[He shifts back when Loki does, just a little bit and more out of the force of habit of not touching people.]

Otherwise I'd have to offer to check for those monsters myself, I guess.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki smirks, his voice pitched low. ]

Well, you're invited to my bed.

[sinistral]

[The response — it's combination of words and tone — has him backing away another half step, unable to completely hide the unease at that statement. It's not the first time someone has flirted with him, but it's the first time that it hasn't felt like an innocent joke.]

I... can't be that. I'm sorry.