"I'll make it. Who could pass that up?" Come hell or high water. The only thing that would stop him is if they had a major break in the case and even that shouldn't last more than twelve to fourteen hours - worst case scenario, they have to reschedule and Loki spends that time quietly worried that they've missed their shot and that Paul will vanish again in the dead of night. Either way, he wasn't going to elaborate more to fill the space between them that they couldn't fill with themselves, and spins his keys around his finger right into his palm.
"Make sure you tell Earl how pleased I am with how quick this went. Probably not paying you near enough." He flashes Paul a smile and heads for the other side of his car. The goodbyes weren't going to be what either of them wanted, and they just had to wait until tomorrow, right?
Except for the fact that Loki moves through the rest of his day with Paul invading any spare brain space that he might have, the faint crinkle around Paul's eyes when he smiles is just as haunting as the smile itself. He tries to push it all away and mostly manages until the evening - it was always harder in the evening if he wasn't on a beat, and after battling with his paperwork and his evidence, the last thing he wanted to do was go home to his empty and barren apartment. It's where he should be going. It's where he's supposed to be going.
Instead, Loki finds himself parked outside Paul's apartment at nearly 2 am, eyeballing the one window that looked into the apartment. He should go home. Paul is probably.. well not probably sleeping and that was as far as his thought process got before he was pulling out his phone and tapping out a message.
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"Make sure you tell Earl how pleased I am with how quick this went. Probably not paying you near enough." He flashes Paul a smile and heads for the other side of his car. The goodbyes weren't going to be what either of them wanted, and they just had to wait until tomorrow, right?
Except for the fact that Loki moves through the rest of his day with Paul invading any spare brain space that he might have, the faint crinkle around Paul's eyes when he smiles is just as haunting as the smile itself. He tries to push it all away and mostly manages until the evening - it was always harder in the evening if he wasn't on a beat, and after battling with his paperwork and his evidence, the last thing he wanted to do was go home to his empty and barren apartment. It's where he should be going. It's where he's supposed to be going.
Instead, Loki finds himself parked outside Paul's apartment at nearly 2 am, eyeballing the one window that looked into the apartment. He should go home. Paul is probably.. well not probably sleeping and that was as far as his thought process got before he was pulling out his phone and tapping out a message.
I don't want to wait for tomorrow to see you.