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Feeling Loki moving at his side, Mobius woke up. Loki was pressed against his back, his arm wrapped around his waist. Mobius grasped Loki's hand that was resting on his stomach to let him know that he was awake
"Loki, sweetheart, are you okay?" Mobius asked with a sleepy voice, turning his head back slightly before adding, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"No it's not that this time." Loki snuggled even more against Mobius' back, "I'm just having a little trouble sleeping because my feet are cold." He took on a pleading tone and Mobius could almost see his puppy dog eyes as Loki asked, "Can you warm them up for me, love?"
Mobius felt something icy against his ankles. He turned around and slid backwards to get away from his lover's embrace a bit, protesting, "Oh no, keep your frozen feet to yourself, no way am I going to be your heater. Besides, I don't even understand how it's possible for you to have frozen feet when you're not in your Jotun form."
Seeing Loki's falsely guilty look, Mobius knew he had just been fooled.
His lover was wrapped in all the blankets and was now looking at him with a satisfied look from inside the pile of blankets.
"You little minx, you dared to change your shape just to get the blankets back." Mobius pounced on him and began to tickle him on the sides as Loki hid under the covers.
"You know that won't keep you safe from me."
Loki sank further into the safety of cover shelter and bravely retorted, "I am strong! I will resist!"
Mobius leaned forward and blew into his ear then whispered, "Really?" before blowing into Loki's ear again.
Loki squirmed and yelled, "I surrender, I surrender!" laughing to tears.
Mobius then lifted the pile of blankets and asked Loki, "Will you let me in?"
Loki pushed himself up and made room for him.
Mobius slipped under the blankets and wrapped his hands around Loki's head, and brushing his thumb across Loki's cheek he asked, a naughty smile on his face, "So, how do you plan to make it up to me?"
"I wonder how I could do that." Loki asked with a cheeky glance, "A kiss, perhaps?" He brought his lips to Mobius and whispered against his lover's lips, "Do you think that would be enough to make up for it?
"Maybe." Mobius replied, " Try it and I'll tell you..."
Loki didn't hesitate and kissed Mobius with all his heart and art.
It took only one kiss for Mobius to forgive him, but he didn't tell Loki until after the fifth.
After all he was not the god of mischief, but he also had a few tricks up his sleeve.
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"Loki?"
When Mobius had a question that was on his mind, he always waited for the moment when they were about to fall asleep. Probably because the position they were falling asleep in didn't allow Loki to look at him and he felt more comfortable saying what was on his mind.
They were against each other, Loki's back against his chest and Mobius wrapping his arms around him. They always fell asleep like this, they had tried to reverse it but they always ended up in this position, because Mobius, after almost losing Loki, needed to feel him in his arms, and Loki loved to feel protected in Mobius' arms.
Loki simply replied, "Yes, love?"
Mobius tightened his arms around him, gave him a kiss below the ear before whispering, "Are you happy with the path you've taken?"
Loki took his time to answer, because he felt that the question was important for Mobius. The answer to that question was actually easy though.
"I am, because at the end of the day, we're here like this."
It was the bare truth.
Sure, they had suffered, they had made each other suffer, they had faced a lot of hardship but in the end, they were here, alive and happy and most importantly, together.
"So you wouldn't change anything in your life?"
Loki shook his head. Mobius's arms tightened around him again and he felt a kiss on the top of his head this time.
Mobius and Loki were different, but their insecurities were the same, fear of not doing or being enough, fear of disappointing. Loki knew that neither of them would have enough of a lifetime to convince the other that he was enough as he was.
That's why he didn't hesitate to ask gently after a few moments.
"And you, Mobius, do you regret some of the choices you've made?"
Mobius didn't seem surprised that Loki asked him the same kind of question in return, it was always like that between them. The perfect balance.
"If I regret some of my choices? Yes, of course I do. But I don't regret the choices that brought me, that brought us to this moment in time."
This time, Mobius had taken his hand and kissed each of his knuckles, before placing it on his heart and covering it with his own.
Loki, safe in his arms, asked the question that often came back to haunt him.
"Don't you sometimes think that you would have liked to be with someone easier than me?"
Loki had always been clear about himself, first his father and then the universe in general made it clear that he was hard to love, if not impossible.
He had been convinced of that. Until Mobius came along and changed everything.
Mobius who didn't hesitate to tell him that he was worthy of being loved again and again and even now.
"Someone easier? But there's nothing easier than loving you sweetheart."
Loki turned in Mobius's arms and this time it was he who kissed him before snuggling up to him.Yes, they would always need reassurance, but one thing was certain, their only truth to each other.
Each was the safe place of the other.