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Loki and Mobius stood in the middle of the dance floor, swaying together in rhythm with the song that was playing. Completely oblivious to the looks on their faces or the other couples dancing around them.
It had been their first real date.
Neither of them had the intention to dance, it was more about spending an evening, just the two of them elsewhere than in the TVA.
They had gone to a piano bar spotted during one of their missions, a cozy and intimate place.
The evening was so far wonderful.
When suddenly Mobius' expression had changed.
"What's wrong?" asked Loki, worried, trying to remember what he had said or done that might have triggered this reaction in Mobius. Then Mobius said in a hesitant voice, "It's just... that song is like it's me..."
Loki listened more carefully to the words of the song as the pianist sang in a soft voice.
For once in my life, I have someone who needs me
Someone I've needed so long
For once, unafraid, I can go where life leads me
Somehow I know I'll be strong
For once I can touch what my heart used to dream of
Long before I knew
Ooh, someone warm like you
Would make my dreams come true
Loki, moved, asked him, "Mobius, you say it's you, but you mean I'm that for you?"
The pianist was improvising on the song when Mobius took Loki's hand, "Who else, you are what I need, you are the one who allowed me to go unafraid where life leads me when before my life was only the TVA. You made my dreams come true."
Loki took Mobius' hand and said, "Dance with me."
"What?"
Loki made him stand up and whispered, "Dance with me."
Mobius let himself be led and embraced in the middle of the dance floor. They began to sway as the pianist continued to sing.
For once in my life I won't let sorrow hurt me
Not like it's hurt me before
For once, I have something I know won't desert me
I'm not alone anymore
For once I can say, "This is mine, you can't take it"
As long as I know I have love, I can make it
For once in my life, I have someone who needs me
"Mobius," Loki whispered against his hair, "This song isn't just you, it's us. Because of you I don't let things hurt me like they used to, I'm not alone anymore. I am able to love and be loved. Because you were the one who decided to make me your obsession. Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for choosing to believe in me."
Mobius snuggled a little more against Loki and whispered against his chest, "There was nothing to choose, it was just a matter of course."
A little later as they were just walking home, Loki hesitated, very aware of Mobius' hand in his. They stood at the door, facing each other.
It was strange, they had been living together for a while and had already exchanged several kisses, but it was as if tonight was their first time.
"Loki?" Mobius interrupted his thoughts. Loki smiled at him, took his other hand in his and whispered, "Tonight was just perfect."
Mobius nodded and put his hand on Loki's cheek, pulling him to him, pressing his lips against his.
It was like a first kiss.
Soft at first, lips meeting gently, exploring slowly. It was shy and tender and almost heartbreakingly sweet. Their lips moved languidly against each other, their hands traveled over each other's bodies without ever settling.
When Loki lifted Mobius' shirt, placing his hand on his burning skin, Mobius couldn't hold back a small gasp, "Loki..."
Loki bit his lip teasingly before quickly soothing him with his tongue.
They let their lips and hands speak for them, saying everything they were too overwhelmed to say.
Both dizzy, intoxicated by each other.
When they separated to catch their breath, Mobius whispered between gasps, "Amazing..."
Loki chuckled, "I know..." causing Mobius to laugh as well.
Then Loki took his chin and lifting him up, he whispered against his mouth, " More ..."
Mobius grabbed his face and just before kissing him he whispered, "For once in my life I can say this is mine. You’re mine Loki."
It was their last words for a long time.
They didn't need to say anything more.
They knew.
As long as I know I have love, I can make it
For once in my life, I have someone who needs me.