Paul shakes his head no to the laundry quip--he moves every two months and this is one of his newer places--and Loki, well, he knows the lay of the land. Loki knows everything. Loki's smart as hell and the way that undershirt is clinging to him, the way the button up somehow fits him despite it's starched collar and the aura of obeying the man it radiates, it does something for Paul.
Paul's still in just his pyjamas, but a cup of warm coffee in a plain white diner mug is gently pressed into Loki's hands. Paul turns to grab at Loki's shoes and preemptively hands them over too, gaze soft.
'Our towels.' He likes that. As he moves to the bedroom to get dressed he finds himself smiling, and after a few swift beats he's back out, this time with his usual jeans and shirt combo, garage coveralls a contrast to Loki's professional style. He only talks after he's grabbed some coffee himself.
"It suits you," he says simply, gaze raking over Loki's outfit. There's that sense of pride again.
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Date: 2023-11-26 01:38 am (UTC)Paul's still in just his pyjamas, but a cup of warm coffee in a plain white diner mug is gently pressed into Loki's hands. Paul turns to grab at Loki's shoes and preemptively hands them over too, gaze soft.
'Our towels.' He likes that. As he moves to the bedroom to get dressed he finds himself smiling, and after a few swift beats he's back out, this time with his usual jeans and shirt combo, garage coveralls a contrast to Loki's professional style. He only talks after he's grabbed some coffee himself.
"It suits you," he says simply, gaze raking over Loki's outfit. There's that sense of pride again.