Baby, It’s Cold Outside~

maraad:

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"A rookie almost got decapitated by a helicopter-?" He squeaked as he was lifted and swayed, slender fingers digging into Phil’s thinning hair.

”..With you? Wine.”

A quiet, pleased hum lifted through Phil’s chest when he felt Loki’s fingers in his hair. The smile stayed plastered on his face.

"Yeah. It was a tough day. We were directing him over rooftops. There was a shootout, the kid nearly ducked on time. Needless to say, he probably won’t be staying with the organization, but we’ll see if he shows up for work his next shift."

The scent of the food mixed into the neutral smell of the apartment’s kitchenette alcove.

With another peck of Loki’s cheek and lips, Phil suavely swayed then twirled Loki into a chair. He bustled to the oven, drew mitts on, removed the steaming food, and set it on the counter, slightly waving his hand over it for it to cool. Then he slid down the counter to retrieve the wine from the appropriate cooler.

Perfectly chilled liquid was poured daintily into two glasses.

Phil stepped over, handing a glass held firmly between his middle and ring finger, to Loki with a kiss to the other’s forehead. Stepping away, he purposefully danced like a dork before he filled up two plates.

They clicked onto the table.

And Phil sat at the table, grinning like a goof at Loki. Realizing he had stared too long without saying anything, he uttered, obviously: “You might want to let it cool a bit more before chowing down.”


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maraad:

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"Well it seems history will have to repeat itself." He hefted himself up onto the counter, swinging his legs.

"My day was… awfully lonely without you. So I slept most of the afternoon. Bad habit, I know."

Phil washed his hands as he listened, the guilt gnawing at his insides when Loki confessed to his loneliness. The facet ceased, Phil dried his hands, and he slid up between Loki’s legs.

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He hugged him, lovingly. The smile on his face buried half way into Loki’s chest, then he stepped back. “I really am sorry.” With a bashful smile, he picked the prince up with his incredible strength to set him down again, and twirl him into a sway.

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"You could always visit me up at the office. It’s boring without your company. I only stayed late tonight because a rookie nearly got his head cleaned off by a helicopter blade."

Dip, kiss. Lift, twirl.

Body to body.

Sway.

"History repeating itself.. that was a good idea." A slight blush tinted his grinning, dimpled cheeks. "We should have a glass of wine with our lasagna. How does that sound? Or did you prefer soda? I’ve stocked back up on Mountain Dew."


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maraad:

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Well… at least Phil was cute. So he’d get the truth, naturally. It was in some sort of unspoken contract between Loki, Phil, and SHIELD that he’d be more honest.

As much as he hated it.

"I.. had a little bit to eat before I went to bed. …I’d love some, actually.

Whatever it is.”

"I really should cook more, huh? It’ll be done in about thirty minutes. It has to cook."

Phil walked over and kissed Loki’s cheek and lips, then padded back to put the rest of the ingredients together, the food having several layers.. Into the oven it went.

He bit his lower lip;

"My parents used to make this, listening to Christmas music, too. Me and my brother would always catch them laughing and dancing and get mushy in the kitchen." He playfully scrunched his nose. "How was your day?"


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maraad:

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The moon was high in the sky and Loki was up there in the clouds, dancing his merry way among the stars and clouds… until the singing started.

"The hell-?"

He didn’t even finish the sentence as he got up, draping a thin, red cardigan over his shoulders. He shoved his arms through the holes, stepping out of his room.

"Phil?" He called.

Oops.

He looked toward the hall, and waited until the other was visible to speak;

"Sorry, Loki." His cheeks lit up pink, emphasizing his embarrassed grin; "I didn’t think it was that loud." With a gentle, adept flick of his fingers, Phil turned the knob of the radio.

The music grew softer still.

Although not once did his eyes remove from Loki. Gods, he was beautiful.

"I was just making a late dinner. Lasagna."

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Be less of a dork, you idiot, he seemed to think to himself. “Would you like some?”


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The office had been hectic. Phil still felt keyed up by the energy of the last mission. But he calmed as he entered his apartment. It was late, the moon rising high. Even though it wasn’t his fault, Phil knew that’s not what mattered. But…

Loki didn’t usually wait up for him, anyway. 

It was his own fault, really. He needed to tell the office to fuck off whenever they asked him to stay late, but whenever a rookie was in danger, Phil couldn’t help but stay. Sure, he couldn’t save everyone but one more life, right?

Quietly sighing, Phil closed the door with a barely audible click, put up the locks, and he removed his dress jacket and tie. They were tossed lackadaisically over the back of one of the kitchen table chairs, and Phil rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt.

Another soft click sounded in the silent kitchen. Christmas music begun playing over the speakers. So early for it, but Phil wasn’t complaining. They were old Christmas tunes.

He washed his hands, gathered ingredients, and soon started singing, gently swaying with the music.

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averyhandsomecommander:

erinedelweiss:

The sudden kiss made Steve blush, but he relaxed into it with a soft smile, and he laughed softly after patiently listening to Jasper. “Now that is just the drugs talking.” Then he held Jasper’s hand, tenderly stroking the commander’s hair with the other. “Though, the “I love you”, I’ll take.” With a soft chuckle, he squeezed the other’s hand, and replied, “I love you, too.”

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Jasper’s face flushed and the heart monitor went from a steady beeping to a rather rapid, distressed beeping. “Oh fuck, how do I turn that off.. shit..” He was perfectly fine, it was just what Steve did to him. Honestly he’d be better off having the people around him quite ignorant of what happened to his body during certain events.

"Oops. Do you think I’ll get shooed away by a nurse?" Steve asked, eyes widening, though he had to hide his growing smile. Part of him wanted to laugh. Poor Jasper. Though, another part of Steve was flattered.

Soon a nurse did come in, adjusting the monitors noise down. She shook her head at both of them, playfully “tsk”ing, and left. There was muffled giggling as she left.

Steve’s grin broke through his large hand, very apparent by the creases of his eyes and puffiness of his cheeks. “Are you alright, commander?”


averyhandsomecommander:

erinedelweiss:

“He’s fine, but he misses you a lot. Actually, he wanted to come to the hospital and play with you. Not today, though. You need your rest. I can bring him by tomorrow. There was a huge pout on his face when I told him that too.” Steve brought up the picture on the omnitool to show Jasper, a grin on his own face. “Then I told him to smile for you and well..” The next picture was a combination pout, smile, and tongue sticking out. Leonidas was looking at Steve, not the camera. “His protests when I told him I would show you this picture.” He chuckled. “As for me, just fine. Well, you know Leonidas is energetic as ever. This old man is getting to where he can’t keep up,” the shuttle pilot laughed playfully.

God, Steve, you’re not old. I’ll be out by tomorrow, they just want me in here just in case.” Jasper replied and sat up, blinking away the dizziness that spun his head. “Ooh.. come here.” He tugged Steve close and pressed a kiss to his lips. “You’re a wonderful man, you know that? You brighten my day just by being around.” His hand trailed from Steve’s chest to his hand. “I love you.”

The sudden kiss made Steve blush, but he relaxed into it with a soft smile, and he laughed softly after patiently listening to Jasper. “Now that is just the drugs talking.” Then he held Jasper’s hand, tenderly stroking the commander’s hair with the other. “Though, the “I love you”, I’ll take.” With a soft chuckle, he squeezed the other’s hand, and replied, “I love you, too.”


averyhandsomecommander:

Laughing softly, he leaned over and tenderly hugged Jasper with a peck to his lips. “You better not, Mr. Shepard, or you’ll be stuck in here longer while they do a total reconstruction. Wouldn’t want that would you?” His lips gurled just a bit.

Fine, fine.” Jasper rolled his eyes and pulled Steve to sit on the bed. “How is Leonidas? More importantly, how have you been?” Bringing one of Steve’s hands to his lips, he kissed the other man’s knuckles, then lifted it to rest in his hair.

"He’s fine, but he misses you a lot. Actually, he wanted to come to the hospital and play with you. Not today, though. You need your rest. I can bring him by tomorrow. There was a huge pout on his face when I told him that too." Steve brought up the picture on the omnitool to show Jasper, a grin on his own face. "Then I told him to smile for you and well.." The next picture was a combination pout, smile, and tongue sticking out. Leonidas was looking at Steve, not the camera. "His protests when I told him I would show you this picture." He chuckled. "As for me, just fine. Well, you know Leonidas is energetic as ever. This old man is getting to where he can’t keep up," the shuttle pilot laughed playfully.


negativecelcius:

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It feels like someone’s drilling into one side of my skull.

Maybe the dust from mini-Mirage has sought out to kill me.

……

Well shit.

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Maybe you should take a break from that statue for a while then and admire the real thing, sweet heart.


negativecelcius:

erinedelweiss:

With the absolute truth. [winks] And I like seeing you smile.

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I always smile around you.

Yeah, and it makes me happy. C’mon, Eisri, let’s go shirtlessly walking through some store or something and make all the ladies and gentleman wish they could have us~ [drags off with a laugh]