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"Good evening love, I'm home."
Loki was surprised to receive no response.
"Mobius?"
"I'm in the living room." came to him the weary voice of Mobius.
When Loki entered the living room, he could tell from Mobius' demeanor that it must have been a particularly difficult day.
He knew what he had to do.
He crossed the room and arrived behind Mobius, he gently kissed his hair before putting his hands on his shoulders and starting to massage them gently.
Loki smiled softly when he saw that Mobius was letting himself go, leaning into his hands.
For the next ten minutes, he tracked down every knot, every tension, and worked them out one by one until he felt Mobius relax in his hands.
When he stopped, Mobius put his head back, leaned against Loki's belly and looking at him, he said softly, "It's been a bad day, sweetheart. Tell me something comforting to make me forget it."
Loki slid his hands down Mobius' chest and resting his chin on his shoulder, he whispered in his ear, "You are not alone."
Loki was pleased to see a smile blossom on Mobius' lips as he grabbed his hand. Mobius nodded and kissed the palm of Loki's hand before whispering against it, "Thank you."
Then Loki went to join Mobius on the couch and holding him in his arms, he set out to show him again and again that he was not alone.
Not anymore.