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Mobius awoke to the sun lighting his face, peering in from the window, his natural alarm clock, and Loki’s arms wrapped around his middle. They came back, came back to him. The events of the day prior came rushing back to him; a declaration of love, a gentle kiss, hands fumbling with buttons and belts, bodies entangled amongst the sheets. Mobius pressed a light kiss to his lover’s forehead, careful not to wake them as he got out of bed to make breakfast.
Their cups of coffee still remained untouched from the day before, forgotten in the midst of reuniting. Loki, his Loki, had come back to him and was there to stay. Mobius was careful not to make loud noises as he prepared breakfast, wanting to surprise the god with breakfast in bed. Lost in his thoughts about last night as he mixed the ingredients for the omelettes he knew Loki loved.
“Mobius, this is new for me. I’ve never-”
“We’ll talk about it in the morning,” he had said, pressing a kiss to Loki’s forehead and squeezing their hand, “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Hmm g’morning,” a sleepy Loki mumbled beside him, lips pressed to Mobius’ temple as they wrapped their arms around Mobius. “Smells lovely.”
“You weren’t supposed to be up yet,” Mobius chuckled, leaning into the embrace as he grabbed their plates to divide their breakfast. “Want to eat out here or in bed?”
“Out here is fine, I do believe we have something to discuss?” Mobius felt her sigh behind him, arms slightly tightening around him before she let go to find silverware. “Do you want coffee? I can always summon a new pot.”
“I’m okay, unless you want some?” He smiled, setting their plates down at the table and pulled out a chair for Loki. Loki shook her head, kissed Mobius’ cheek, and took their seat at the table.
They ate in comfortable silence, knees gently brushing against one another underneath the table. Mobius stood to take their dishes to the sink once they had finished eating, kissing away Loki’s disapproving pout of wanting to use magic to get the chore done. Loki rose from his seat to make himself comfortable on the couch, calling out to Mobius. “Moby, were those omelettes the kind you would make for us back at the TVA?”
“Yes, but the ingredients are much fresher and there’s more variety in the vegetables.”
“Hmm I can tell.”
“Still made with love,” Mobius teased, making his way to the couch and pulling the god into his chest. “How’d you sleep?”
“The best in years. You?”
“Well I’ve had better, I had a prince who kept stealing the blanket and then clung onto me all ni-
“I would never! You liar!” Mobius felt them laugh against his chest. “You snore!!”
Mobius couldn’t help but laugh with them, rubbing Loki’s back before looking down to meet sapphire blue eyes looking up at him. Mobius felt a blush creep onto his cheeks, heart skipping a beat as he gazed into Loki’s eyes. He could spend eternity gazing into them, admiring the beautiful person he cared deeply for. “What are you thinking about?”
“You, us. I-” Mobius watched as Loki closed his eyes, eyebrows furrowing as she tried finding her words, sitting up slightly, “Mobius, this is new for me. I’ve never cared so deeply about another person before. I’m not good at these things, I’ve never had a relationship where I felt my feelings were reciprocated or where I wasn’t trying to get something out of it. I’m bound to make mistakes and I may unintentionally hurt you, but I want to do good. I want to be the person you see me as. I want to make this work because you look at me like I’m worthy of being loved and I feel loved.”
Mobius’ hands reached out to cup the god’s face before even thinking, thumbing away the few tears that were rolling down. “You are worthy and you are loved. I know this is new to you, it’s new to me too Loki.” Mobius smiled, gently brushing back Loki’s long wavy hair from their eyes. “You are so beautiful, in and out. You've grown so much since the day I met you. I've never felt this way about someone before either. You aren’t alone in this, we’re a team. We’re both going to make mistakes, but I’m willing to figure this out together if you’ll have me.”
“How did I get so lucky in finding you?”
“Technically the TVA found you and I-”
“Mobius, shut up and kiss me.”
After a few kisses and a nap on the couch, Loki sat below Mobius as he braided their hair. Mobius was partially listening to the television, concentrating on getting the braid right when Loki quietly asked, “Have you- um- have you seen Thor on any of these programs?”
“Thor? I don’t think he would be in any soap operas, but I do remember hearing something about him in the news.”
“Is he alright?”
“Yeah yeah he’s fine. It was just something about the Avengers, all that hero stuff. Why do you ask?”
“I miss him. I’ve been thinking about seeing him, but I just- I don’t know what I would even say. Hi it’s me your not-so-dead brother from another timeline? What if- what if he doesn't want to see me?”
“First off, I wouldn’t start with that. Second, I’m sure he would love to see you,” Mobius smiled, gently tugging on a strand of hair to get them to look back at him. “Third, your braid is done, I’m no Asgardian hairdresser but-”
“Thank you. I love it. What would you say to dinner in the city?”
“Only if you’re transporting us there. I’m not driving that far.” Mobius laughed, kissing their forehead and leaning farther to reach her lips.
“Oh I’m allowed to use magic now?” Loki murmured amongst his lips, smiling and crawling up into Mobius’ lap. “What would you say if I suggested getting rid of these clothes?”
“You’re insatiable, and I wouldn’t stop you.”