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"Mobius?"
"Hmmm."
"Can't sleep."
Mobius turned back to his lover, "Can't or won't?"
Loki made a sheepish face and replied, "Won't."
Mobius looked at the alarm clock and sighed, "Loki... it's three in the morning."
He yawned and stretched, then at Loki's beaten puppy face - which his god of mischief knows full well Mobius is unable to resist - he reached out to Loki and said, "Come here."
The sheets rustled as Loki moved closer to Mobius. He was about to put his head on Mobius' shoulder when Mobius stopped him.
"No, come on me." he said softly.
Mobius drew Loki on him, manhandling him a little so that he lay on top of him. Loki was a little surprised, but let him do it.
Mobius steadied him by putting his arms around him and Loki raised his head to rest on his crossed hands and found himself face to face with Mobius.
Mobius let go of him for a moment to push back a lock of hair that had escaped from Loki's loose bun and let his hand linger in his hair.
With a smile on his face, he asked him, "So what do you want to talk about sweetheart, I guess counting sheep is out of the question so what do you want to talk about?"
Loki looked at him with a baffled look on his face, "Counting sheep?"
Mobius chuckled softly, "Well on Midgard, when a child can't sleep, they are told to count the sheep that jump the fence until they fall asleep."
Loki scoffed, "That's ridiculous."
Mobius replied, "That's why I said it was out of the question. So tell me what you want to talk about?"
Loki looked like he was thinking seriously under Mobius' fond eyes.
"Ah! I know! You remember when we were looking for Sylvie, there was this candy bar, uh... Kablooi, and you asked me what we had as candy, I was unable to answer you, because I didn't know what it was. So tell me, I want to know what all your favorite candies are. From your favorite to your least favorite."
Mobius could only laugh at the strangeness of the topic of conversation, but he couldn't deny Loki anything when he had that serious expression when something was on his mind.
He replied, "That's okay. So the first one is..."
"Stop! I want you to give me a review of each one."
"Pfff, okay, anyway I'm sure by the twentieth you'll be asleep already."
Loki looked sulky, "No way."
Mobius tightened his arms around Loki and retorted, with a half smile on his face, "We'll see. So I was saying, first there are Skittles, they're little round fruity gummies surrounded by solid shells with the letter 'S' printed on them, representing the name of the brand. I like them because they have that little sour taste, kind of like you, and they come in all colors, kind of like you." He lifted his head to kiss the tip of Loki's nose before continuing, "Then there are the Pop Rocks, this one I'm sure you'd love. It differs from a typical candy because pressurized carbon dioxide gas bubbles are embedded inside the candy, creating a small appearance reaction when it dissolves in your mouth. The general name is popping candy, because it pops in your mouth, which I love. Next..."
"Mobius," Loki interrupted him, "How come you know so much about candy, we're only on the second one and on each one you give me a detailed review."
Mobius shrugged, "Maybe because I like to unpack everything, to know what things are made of, to understand them, I don't know, I always do that."
Loki smiled softly, kissed Mobius's chest underneath him and put his chin back on his hands, "Kind of like with me... it makes sense. Go on."
"After the pop rocks, I think I like the Now and Later. I was always intrigued by the name. The name Now and Later was meant to suggest to customers that they would like them now and want more later. The characteristic chewy texture of the candy, also suggests that if you put a bite in your mouth now, you'll still chew it later."
Loki commented, "Count on Mister Mobius to find meaning even in a piece of candy huh."
"Hey, don't make fun! I'm doing this for you."
Loki waved his hand in surrender and Mobius continued, "Then..."
Twenty candy reviews later, Mobius saw Loki's head fall forward and suddenly felt Loki's steady breath on his chest and his body become heavy. He looked at him with a tender expression, then delicately, he made him slide along his body and cradled his head in his neck, Loki emitting a simple small groan. Mobius gently undid Loki's bun because he knew he didn't like his hair tangled in the elastic in the morning, he threw it to the side then put his arm around his sleeping lover.
He kissed his hair and thought to himself that his favorite candy that surpassed all others, was called Loki, was sweet as honey and whose changing taste surprised him all the time. A flavor he was addicted to and that made him forget all the others.