“Well, some of us actually care about him, Sylvie.”
“What are you impliying?” She said, trying to look intimidating.
“Some of us, actually care, about him.” Mobius stated again.
“I can’t be babysitting a weak and unserious version of myself, I’m already full of shit to take another burden!”
“And no one is asking you to! I’m just saying that, yes you got hurt, lots of times, but you weren’t the only… in fact, you AREN’T the only one hurt, a lot of us are hurting right now. I’m not asking you anything, because there’s nothing you would ever give or contribute to me, to this situation.”
“I’m leaving.” Said Sylvie with a look that-
“Oh, if looks could kill.” Sighed Mobius sarcastically, and started walking into, what he thought, was the direction Loki headed, before they got there through his TeamPad.
“B-15, you’re going to wait here for us when we come back.” He nodded in her direction. “I trust you for this, we might come back running of something, so you better be prepared.”
B-15 just hummed in response and started making guard.
“Okay.” Mobius sighed and walked away.
The last time Mobius checked his TemPad, it was 06:34 p.m., now it was 07:47 p.m. and there was no signal of Loki’s prescence. He was starting to feel frustrated and, he was sweating so much, that his clothes were all damped. “C`mon Loki… give me a signal that you are alive.” He whispered. “I know that you are alive, you always make it back… you have to, damn it.”
Minutes and minutes added one to eachother and now it was almost 09:00 p.m., Mobius started to feel desperate, he like his efforts didn’t really matter, because there was nothing else he could do. “C’mon… where are you, my little glorious purpose” He whispered again, just to give himself some support.
When B-15 started to presure him trough the intercomunicator, for a long moment, Mobius seriously though that he lost him. His Loki. “No, B-15, just… just give me ten more minutes.” Even though he didn’t had the same confidence as when he started, he kept looking.
It had been four minutes more of fast walking, with his clothes all wet, panting because of the effort, when he finally found him. Loki was on the floor, his torso resting against a tree, blood on his hands and on his abdomen. Mobius almost tripped on his own feet, as he came closer and he saw all the blood. “Loki… Loki! LOKI!” He fell onto his knees, his hands trembling, tears dripping from his eyes. “NO…It can’t…It can’t be…!”
And Loki opened one eye.
“Look, I’m… honored, that you’re crying for me, Mobius.” He said as he aproached Mobius on the floor, and took his hands into his. “But I’m fine, look at me, I’m fine.” He said, his voice soft, almost whispering.
“Then why…” Oh, the sobs wouldn’t stop coming. “Why are you covered in blood…? You seemed hurt…” Mobius touched his hands, his abdomen, his face, and as he realized that it was all dried blood, Mobius’s face, from sadness converged into one really serious.
“And there it comes.” Loki said smiling, a fond look on his eyes.
“You…” Mobius pointed at him with one of his fingers. “You! Made me walk all the way here, thinking… I thought the worst, Loki! Do you know how much time I’ve been looking for you?! And- And you’re completely fine! I can’t believe you!” And his eyes were full of tears again.
Loki couldn’t stand seeing him suffering, so he wiped his tears with one hand, slowly. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry Mobius.” And tugged Mobius’s coat, to have him closer. “But, as you have already seen by yourself, I didn’t landed in a good location. I didn’t know what hit me but, I woke up here, and I was in such a pain that I just thought of sleeping to wash the pain away and, when I finally started to walk into Morfeus arms-“
“Don’t.”
“What?.” Loki regarded him with a confused look.
“Don’t walk into anyone else’s arms, you have mine right here.”
“I…uh…I hum…” stutered Loki. “Of all the things you could’ve said… You came up with that? You didn’t even let me get to the part of the bloo-“
“I don’t need to, I already know that you’re fine, and that’s enough for me right now.”
“But…” Loki had so many questions.
Instead, he got Mobius’s hand extended to him “Let’s go, B-15 is waiting for us, and I’m sure she’s not happy.”
Loki took his hand and stood up, but he didn’t let go of it, as Mobius took the first step, Loki pulled him back. “You really thought I’m gonna ignore all your whining and crying for me? Or the insane amount of times you stared at my lips?”
Mobius just stared at him, eyes big, his lips parted as he let out all of his breath in surprise. “I…hum…”
Loki just pulled him again, and again, and again, until their breaths were one, and grinned. “So, are you going to tell me since when do you have a crush on me or…?”
“Oh, just shut up already.” Said Mobius, and pulled him in for a short kiss. “When we get to the TVA…”
“Now you’re the one that doesn’t shut up.” Was Loki’s response, and kissed the heck out of him, when Mobius pulled back to breath, Loki hummed “Maybe I’ll start kissing you every time you want to scold me.”
“Stop it, we really have to go now because…” Loki kissed him again.
At this rate, Mobius would start forgetting why they were there, in the first place. When Mobius separated again, Loki followed him for another kiss. His mind went blank and he started exploring Loki’s body, and now, all he could think of; was his hands, his soft growing hair in the back of his head, how gentle his hands were with him. He hummed, those hands could be in…
“Alright, the two of you, I’ve had enough of this place for one day, so let’s go now lovebirds, or I’m gonna return with two bodies in a bag.” Said B-15.
Embarrassed of being caught, they separated inmediately and, started looking in any other direction, but eachother.
Loki cleared his throat. “Alright, we wouldn’t want that, so let’s go.” He said for the both of them and pulled Mobius with him, towards the teleporter thing.
They both arrived safely at the TVA with a smile on their faces.
Still, holding hands, they both though “I don’t wanna let go."