It is one of these days, where the darkness is all around, even when the sun shines bright into the room. Normally he loves when the morning sun is filling the room with her golden light, but today, it makes him sick. He just wants to hide under the blanket, never coming out again. The Darkness seems to swollow the light and getting bigger.
It's all in his head. He knows that. But he can't stop his own mind from thinking all of it. Loki stares at a wall and tries not to fall back into sleep again. Sleeping is followed by dreaming and dreaming is never good, when he is having a bad mind. The door gets opened and Stephen steps in. „Are you okay?“, does he asks and looks a little bit worried. He caries a cup of tea with him.
Loki shakes his head and Stephen nods. „Okay“, he says and puts the cup on the bedside table. Loki takes a deep breath and smells the fresh blueberry tea. My favorite, does he thinks and a small smile is on his lips and then their are two arms around him and a warm body on his back. „Dont you have work to do?“. Lokis voice is quite, when he asks that.
„No-“, answers Stephen. „I think that Wong is always happy when i dont show up“, „It is because you can't do anything wrong when you arnt there“, says Loki and closes his eyes. „But i prefer it anyway when you're here“.