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OPEN-ISH.
WHERE: Neo Casa Asgard
WHEN: From Oct. 23rd onward
WHAT: The Casa Asgard crew move to a newer, better place now that Loki has a better paying job. This one has rooms! Thor feeds the crew, Jason gets stabbed, and Loki tries to avoid telling anyone that they upped and moved. A day in the life. Word's out Loki, you can't avoid everything forever. General catch-all for all things going down at the new and improved Casa Asgard.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Jason's gore, but probably other stuff expected from two feisty vikings + Jason Todd. Keep an eye here for updates.
"Well, I may—may!—have had to magically shift the apartment to another building because everyone thought I was Harry Styles."
[ when it came to staying in one place, Loki gets antsy. with lack of resources (see: his sorcery), it's difficult to move from place to place with the same ease as he did when he was in his own world. he has to build, has to wait, and then gets the opportunity to execute. he does most of the legwork himself: moving their few belongings, finding a new place in an appropriate part of the city, and taking care of the paperwork. the whole process is annoying, but he does it quickly and keeps it under the radar. when he tells both Thor and Jason, it's only days before the move, and everything else is already in order to keep from any arguments.
the new apartment is more spacious, with two rooms and a kitchenette. the bathroom is still small, but the shower a little bit bigger. it feels like a lot of space to stretch out, even if it may not be that much more space. Loki had tried for the highest floor available, as he's akin to being a cat on top of the refrigerator. the move is quiet and refreshing, though it probably won't be long before it's announced in some way or another.
it's fine. they can always move again.
still, it's not long before Jason comes home with a knife to the gut. well, it wouldn't be a proper housewarming without it. ]
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he's plotting. using his downtime to think through what the next step will be, how he's going to get from point a to b when stuck like this. )
( when they've got guests over, he lugs himself up to his feet and over towards loki's bedroom. closes the door behind himself but doesn't lock it. lays down a nice, thick towel on top of the blankets and lounges with his head back against the pillows.
there's no real reason to stay out in the open areas, and he definitely doesn't want anyone waltzing in through the front door to see how fucked up he got himself. )
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a beer is set on the table beside him, and Loki leans his butt at the edge of the couch. ]
So.
[ he can start there. ]
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So.
( so, what. does loki want to talk about this, because jason definitely doesn't. not after dick already came at him about the whole thing. understandably. he'd do the same, if one of his brothers called him to some shady underground fight ring saying they'd been stabbed. )
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there aren't any doubts that Jason can take care of himself, but the knowing that there's someone out there ruthless enough to go for the kill doesn't sit well for him. ]
What are you going to do now? Aside from bleed somewhat.
[ dark lashes frame his bright eyes as they fall half-lidded. ]
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Absolutely nothing. ( gruff, and he's reaching up his left hand (the unbandaged one) to wrap fingers around loki's wrist. ) Not yet. We've--got a new deal. Dick, Damian and I.
( communication and all that fluffy bullshit. he understands why. understands that them knowing what they're pulling, talking it over first, discussing plans will only benefit all three of them. but it feels like a leash, and he doesn't like leashes. )
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but he never feared Jason, nor his anger. as much as he doesn't fear his pain, and takes it all with a smooth confidence. when his wrist is taken he pauses there, allowing Jason to keep his fingers hovered between them. there's no move to tug away from him. ]
For this, or for everything?
[ the Damian and Dick thing is a little new, but it is Dick who contacted him, and it was only a matter of time before Jason made up with his brother.
it's as family goes. ]
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He ( dick, always dick. ) doesn't trust me, he's expecting me to lose my shit at any moment and go batshit over everything again.
( haha get it, batshit. it's a pun. )
I got used to being trusted, back home. To an extent. But he's fucking leagues behind me in the timeline. And I've already made several shitty moves--one real bad one's gonna set him off again, and that's the last thing I wanna do. ( it'd be fair. dick wouldn't be wrong. jason has proven himself numerous times to be the angry, revenge-fueled asshole dick remembers him as. hell, just before getting here he lost his shit again. ) Either I watch myself or he's gonna be riding my ass every moment of every day 'til he finds something else he can do with me.
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When you've made mistakes before, it seems that people are always lying in wait for you to make them again. [ that's personal, very, very personal. ] As if you aren't allowed to change. Even the things that aren't mistakes, just points where you may disagree.
[ his fingers flex over his shirt, and his eyes fall half-lidded. a thumb traces down the center. ]
Even things that you may not have control over. It's an irritating way to be concerned for you, but it's hard to avoid when it's family.
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He's never liked me much anyway. ( didn't when he was a child, the new robin, and then jason came back fucked up and angry. this dick--still remembers him like that. they haven't had the chance to bond over stupid shit. to talk about dick's girl problems, or start stupid fights over sunday brunches. it's--a lot of growth jason worked hard for, and doesn't know how to repeat here. ) But it's all justified. I've hurt our family before. His. He knows damn well what damage I'm capable of causing.
( and how easily jason tends to lose his temper over everything. that's the concerning bit. )
I'll work with him for now, at least.
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he trusts Jason, but he knows where that path leads. ]
For now. [ he murmurs in agreement. his dark nails travel over his torso until it settles over the bandages of the stab wound. ]
No one said that moving forward was easy, that being better was easy. [ he says that with some resignation. ] Sometimes people see what they expect, regardless of the truth of the matter. You've come far, even here.
[ there's a hint of a lopsided smile. ]
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( jason isn't happy with himself, per se. but he doesn't want to be different either. not--not in that way. he can do things that none of them can, knows it's what their home needs even if it's not what dick wants. whatever.
there's a smile on loki's lips, and jason returns it with a smarmy smirk. )
He doesn't need to know that though.
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[ the weight from his hips shifts back on the couch a bit, and he looks deliberately and smugly satisfied. it's hard to tell what it's from: Jason's admittance or the defiance not to change the way that anyone else wants him to change. being comfortable with yourself comes later—Loki's not sure how much later, because there are times when the self-hate is strong enough to encompass everything—but he can hope. ]
But I won't tell, either. It's mine, and he'll not have it. [ the smile gets a little softer. ]mMost of the time expectations for change suck, anyway.
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jason raises his good hand, moves to thread fingers through loki's hair. hopefully, the--the affection will be strong enough to help bleed down the level of pain he's in, because that's definitely not what he's trying to pass on right now. )
Hey, c'mere. ( he wants a kiss. )
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Jason tugs at him a little, and Loki leans over him a little more, hovering with a little smile. ]
What?
[ but he knows what.
it's an awkward angle, but he leans in closer, until his chest is an inch above Jason's, until his hand is on his shoulder, and the fabric of their shirts is brushing together. Jason's pain, physical or emotional, never deterred him. he takes it like he takes the rest of Jason: gracefully, and without hesitation. ]
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the kiss was all he wanted for now, anyway. and it feels nice, just to--get to touch loki. feel him close. brush through strands of black hair with his fingers, have loki's hands on him. jason likes the weight of it. loki's weight.
when he pulls back, he murmurs soft. lips twisting back up into a stupid grin. ) You're beautiful.
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Loki hovers enough for Jason to draw out the kiss to his heart's content. when he draws back he leans in again to press a kiss against his nose with a resigned sigh. ]
Are you feeling a bit delirious, Jay?
[ his fingers draw down his abs, pressing against the indentations in the clothing. ]
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( no, his feelings are all genuine. it's not the blood loss talking, or the several days old concussion. it's jason, being stupidly gross and soft. it's fine, no one else is around, right? he can be soft once in a while.
jason tilts his head up a bit, presses his nose to loki's own. )
Why? You wanna take my temperature, play doctor? Make sure I'm all better?
( definitely gross. definitely 100% jason. )
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I'll have to take you to the bedroom for that, and I'm not sure that I want your pretty face gone as an ornament from the couch just yet.
[ he sounds playful. ]
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Pretty? Aren't you the pretty one? But if I'm gonna be a couch ornament. . ( but he pauses, raises the bandage hand to drape it dramatically across the arm of the couch. hitches a hip against the cushion under him. ) I want you to draw me like one if your French girls.
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Is that what you want to be? Just another one of my French girls?
[ though he draws back from Jason, leaving his shirt hitched up and leaning back just enough to use the neural implant toooooooooooooo
snap a picture.
he wants to remember this. ]
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he can be nice and pose for loki, why not. they've got nothing better to do. )
Wasn't aware you had a collection. ( but it's soft. teasing. he's not taking it any more seriously than loki is. ) But if it gets me couch ornament treatment? I wouldn't mind.
( he's comfortable. the new apartment is nice and roomy. jason has new complaints. )
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Since having the boys (and others) over isn't the same as having Jason here (he thinks of Jason and his brothers as part of the family now, close enough that there's no disrespect shown if they don't lay out a feast for them) he cooks. To his surprise he's found he enjoys it. There's never before been the chance to cook so regularly but there's something quietly fulfilling in preparing a meal and seeing it enjoyed.
He'll accept help from whoever is around-- and whoever helps cook gets to help drink, of course.
And during and after the meal he's around, ready to drink and talk well into the night. ]
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Hey, need a hand?
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Are you thirsty at all?
[ Get that sorted before he gives Billy anything to do ]
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What's on the menu?