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Sitting at his desk, Mobius was watching Loki.
When he thought about everything that had happened, everything they had been through, and reflected on where they were now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.
Whether it was Loki or him, they had both had to deal with great changes in their lives. Both of them had to question themselves in a short period of time.
But they had managed to do it, together.
Mobius sometimes felt a kind of overwhelming elation when he stopped to think about their lives.
Order and chaos.
As he saw Loki walk away with the group of recruits he was training, he let out a sigh of satisfaction and dug into his files.
"Oh my... Mobius, you got it bad."
He looked up.
"Sylvie!"
The young woman was leaning against the doorframe of his office, arms crossed and looking at him with a smile, the usual spark of mischief in her eyes.
"Come in!"
She stepped forward to sit across from him.
The arrival of Loki in Mobius' life had surprisingly brought him another bond.
Sylvie had made a place for herself in Mobius' heart almost as quickly as Loki had.
He had found in her a dear friend, a sister at heart.
When you think about it, Mobius who had been betrayed by his closest friend, Loki who had never found a friend who accepted him as he was, and Sylvie who had not been able to create a bond with anyone during all her years on the run, it was clear that the bonds between them all could only be strong, whether it was friendship, love or brotherhood.
"What did you mean when you came in, or rather why did you say that?"
Sylvie leaned in, her chin in her hands.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe your goofy smile when Loki walks into a room you're in, your completely smitten look when you watch him work or do something else... Do you want me to go on?"
Mobius, embarrassed, raised his hand and said, "Stop! No! It's okay!"
"If it makes you feel any better, it's only me who sees it. After all I know you and I know perfectly well the bond between you. And even though Loki is an expert at masking his feelings, he's just as obvious as you are."
"I guess the fact that you've spent so many years running away, you've learned to watch people so you can preserve yourself." Mobius told her compassionately, fully aware that he had contributed to what had shaped Sylvie's personality.
"Mobius..." Sylvie sighed before continuing, "We've talked about this before, we each did what we had to do to survive or because it was what we thought we were made for. Now we're doing what we need to do to atone, to make sure it doesn't happen again. Know that I have long since forgiven you completely."
Mobius knew that he would still carry the guilt of what he had done at the service of the old TVA for a long time to come, and even though he didn't know at the time, that didn't stop him from being aware of his own responsibility.
He simply replied, "Thank you."
"Well! Let's pick up where we left off," Sylvie began in a lighter tone, "I'm a little curious Mobius, I have the feeling that your crush on Loki dates back long before you met him for real..."
Mobius knew that with Sylvie, there was no point in denying it, she knew him well, sometimes too well for his liking.
"Damn, why do you always have to be so perceptive?"
She shrugged, before adding softly, "it's just that you're very open, Mobius, when it comes to Loki or when you're with him."
"If you say so." replied Mobius, looking unconvinced even though he knew she was right. Odin's lie about Loki's origin had had such a negative impact on his life that Mobius was doing everything to be transparent. He would always do anything to preserve the trust Loki had in him.
"So?" insisted Sylvie, "Your little crush that became a big one… When did you realize it?"
Mobius, annoyed, replied somewhat curtly, "I didn't keep a diary you know."
"Okay, but there must be something about what Loki did or who he was that made you realize your attraction, right?"
Mobius muttered and seeing that Sylvie wouldn't let go, he reached into the only locked drawer of his desk, opened it and pulled out a file.
He took out a photo and slid it towards Sylvie.
She leaned over to take a closer look.
She gasped and her gaze went back and forth from the picture to Mobius several times.
"D.B. Cooper?!!"
Sylvie moved her chair over to Mobius' desk to be closer.
"Now, my little Mobius, I want to know everything."
Mobius sighed and rolled his eyes but complied anyway.
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Loki had assigned their training missions to the new recruits.
"Miss Minutes, what time is it?"
"Loki, I already told you! Just because I'm shaped like a watch doesn't mean I'm here to be your clock!"
Loki chuckled, before looking at what time it was on the wall clock. He would probably never tire of teasing the IA.
He headed to Mobius' office, he had five minutes before his next assignment so he was going to take the opportunity to pay his lover a short visit, hoping Mobius would be alone.
As he approached, he noticed that the door was slightly open and he heard voices. "So much for the tête-à-tête." he muttered to himself and turned on his heels, a little disappointed.
But as he walked away, he heard his name. Of course, he went back on his steps discreetly and approached the half-opened door, taking care not to be seen. He was not able to look inside the office, but he could now hear the voices very well and recognized that of Sylvie who was conversing with Mobius.
"Okay, but there must be something about what Loki did or who he was that made you realize your attraction, right?"
He heard Mobius mutter in response, but knowing their dynamic by now, he knew he would answer.His answer was of great interest to Loki.
There was a moment of silence, then he heard Sylvie gasp and then exclaim.
"D.B. Cooper?!!"
He heard a noise, as if a piece of furniture was moving and then Sylvie's lower, but still distinct voice saying, "Now, my little Mobius, I want to know everything."
Oh yes my little Mobius, I want to know everything too.
"You didn't see the video of the whole scene where Loki pretended to be D.B.Cooper, I did. And I don't know if it's the charisma he gives off, or the suit, or the glasses, or the haircut, or that fucking wink, but it's the first time I've noticed my interest was far less professional than it should have been."
Sylvie chuckled and replied, "How? You Mobius? You the oh-so-perfect TVA employee?"
Mobius grumbled back, "Ex-employee first, and then perfect employee or not, I'm only human. I was on a diet and I ended up with a five-star meal under my nose, you can't judge me because it aroused my appetite."
Loki realized that the five minutes were over and returned to his appointment place, a little baffled by what he had just heard, but above all extremely interested.
An idea began to germinate in his head, he was not the god of mischief for nothing.
Mobius was not going to figure it out...
Loki moved forward with a much more energetic step, the prospect of an interesting evening motivating him for the rest of his day.
_______
In the evening, much later, they were making out like teenagers on the couch.
Loki had surprised Mobius with a candlelight dinner and they had spent an extremely pleasant evening and continued to prolong the harmony of the moment.
Loki had wrapped his arms around Mobius' neck and was sitting on his lap.
They separated only to catch their breath before reconnecting their lips again.
Mobius' eyes were closed. Loki swirled his tongue in his lover's mouth in an absolutely naughty way before planting kisses from his mouth to his ear and then whispering in a warm voice, "Open your eyes, love."
Unable to refuse anything to Loki in the state of arousal in which he was, Mobius complied.
He opened his eyes and gasped.
Inches away from him, looking at him through familiar sunglasses, was D.B. Cooper.
D.B. Cooper-Loki sitting on his lap.
He brought his face close to Mobius', lowered his glasses slightly and winked at him. Just like on the video.
Mobius swallowed and licked his lips.
Loki's mouth almost against Mobius', his eyes unfathomable behind the smoked glasses, Loki asked him with a deep and sensual voice, "So, is the charisma that I give off..." he gave a small perverse thrust.
"... or my suit..." he traced with his fingertips the lapel of the black jacket with a lascivious gesture.
"...my haircut" he ran his long fingers through his short hair in a suggestive way.
"...my wink," he repeated the gesture before putting his forearms on Mobius' shoulders and tying his hands behind his neck.
He whispered, "Is all this up to your expectations?" and then leant in to kiss him.
But Mobius, who had recognized the words he had said to Sylvie, had no intention of letting his god of mischief be in control any longer.
Even before Loki's lips could touch his, with a skilful twist of his back, he made them turn around and managed to reverse their position somehow.
Loki found himself lying on the length of the couch, his legs imprisoned by the knees of Mobius who ended up now astride him.
Mirroring Loki's moves, he kissed him and then in the same manner, placed a shower of kisses from his jaw to his ear against which he whispered, " Become Loki again, sweetheart."
Before his eyes, under a veil of green magic that flowed through Loki, Mobius saw his lover regain his usual features.
Loki pouted a little and asked sheepishly, "Didn't you enjoy it?"
Mobius put a finger on Loki's lips, "Shhh, I enjoyed it a lot, but there's something I want to know. How far did you spy on my conversation with Sylvie?"
"Hey!" protested Loki, "I wasn't spying, well not really. I just happened to overhear some of the conversation before I went back to work! I only heard your answer about D.B. Cooper."
"Then I'll tell you what I said to Sylvie afterwards." replied Mobius softly.
"I told him that D.B. had aroused my appetite, but the one that had captured my undivided attention and made me forget about all the others was this Loki."
He underlined his words by poking Loki's nose with the tip of his forefinger.
"So yes D.B. is handsome, but he pales in comparison to you Loki. The real Loki. D.B. doesn't have those gorgeous black curls..." he ran his hands slowly through Loki's hair, and letting them run down his fingers continued, "that are soft as silk. »
He gently stroked the outline of Loki's eyes with his fingertips, "D.B. doesn't have those indescribable blue eyes that change color with light, with time and with emotion."
He ran his thumb over the lower lip of Loki's half-open mouth, "D.B. doesn't have that smile you only have for me."
He gently kissed said smile, then resting his forehead against Loki's, he said softly, "Loki, you will never have to be someone else to seduce me, hell, you don't even have to seduce me since I am already completely seduced. I was lost the day you explained to me with a sad look that your destiny was to be a villain. Because in front of me I had the real Loki. You let me see who you were."
He closed the distance between them and put his lips on Loki's.
Unlike the previous kiss, it was a gentle and almost chaste one. A kiss of oath and renewed love to which Loki responded with all his heart.
Talk about mischief turning against himself in the most beautiful way. There were no losers tonight, only two winners.
Though a little later as his head rested on Mobius' chest, he couldn't help but ask, "So, no more D.B. Cooper?"
The hand that was stroking his head, paused for a moment before resuming as Mobius whispered with a smile in his voice, "Hm... I admit the idea of being bossed around by D.B. Cooper does raise some interest..."
"Tut-tut Agent Mobius... What a naughty boy!"
Mobius pressed a kiss on Loki's forehead and said mischievously, "It's not just you who can do and be whatever you want."
Only Loki's warm laughter against his chest answered him.
Later, lulled by the sweetness of the moment, Mobius drifted off to sleep.
The last thing he felt was a light kiss from Loki on his chest, and the last thing he heard was Loki whispering against his skin, where his heart was.
"Thank you for letting me be me."
