[ its old habits again. It's Paul crawling into Loki's bed without a word because he's scared and Loki doesn't care if he's essentially mute. It's Loki doing the same because Paul accepts him wholly and unconditionally. It's the two of them communicating in their own cadence, their own language.
Paul has a difficult time sleeping, sure. He pulls all nighters frequently, especially if he's a driver for someone. But Loki, he's got reasons. He's haunted. He's a good guy in every sense now. Not a cop, but a detective, and Paul desperately wants the other to tell him everything. The good parts, the bad parts, why he's crazy enough to get into the field even though Paul already has a few inklings.
Loki will. Maybe Paul will prod him. The blonde nods. ]
Okay.
[ loki's not like other people. Paul tends to talk more in the other's presence. He reaches up to gently run fingers along that long scar on Loki's head softly as he rises. ]
Stay. I want you to stay.
[ forever. Until however long he can. Until Paul needs to leave town because of Bernie. Paul's voice is soft but he means every word, and he's moving towards the small closet to grab fresh towels, fighting the urge not to grin, but he's grinning anyway, childlike and earnest. Happy. Loki's going to stay with him. They're going to curl up together. The thought of one of them taking the couch simply doesnt register to him, not with how they grew up.
Maybe they can both have a good thing. Maybe they deserve it. ]
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Paul has a difficult time sleeping, sure. He pulls all nighters frequently, especially if he's a driver for someone. But Loki, he's got reasons. He's haunted. He's a good guy in every sense now. Not a cop, but a detective, and Paul desperately wants the other to tell him everything. The good parts, the bad parts, why he's crazy enough to get into the field even though Paul already has a few inklings.
Loki will. Maybe Paul will prod him. The blonde nods. ]
Okay.
[ loki's not like other people. Paul tends to talk more in the other's presence. He reaches up to gently run fingers along that long scar on Loki's head softly as he rises. ]
Stay. I want you to stay.
[ forever. Until however long he can. Until Paul needs to leave town because of Bernie. Paul's voice is soft but he means every word, and he's moving towards the small closet to grab fresh towels, fighting the urge not to grin, but he's grinning anyway, childlike and earnest. Happy. Loki's going to stay with him. They're going to curl up together. The thought of one of them taking the couch simply doesnt register to him, not with how they grew up.
Maybe they can both have a good thing. Maybe they deserve it. ]