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How did I fall for you. part 2 Loki/thorPart two:
As time passed and Loki found himself spending more time with Thor than he had since their childhood, this increased exposure to the thunder god’s presence was making it harder and harder for the dark haired immortal to suppress his feeling for the other immortal. Yet, try more intensely to repress his emotions pertaining to Thor Loki did, he knew he had to as the golden prince of Asgard was still very much in love with Jane. This however did not mean that there had not been a few times when Loki had come very close to spilling his secret to the thunder god.
When Jane next came to pay a two month visit to Asgard Loki quickly became aware of the fact that the mortal lady knew from Thor all about the oracles words concerning him. She had been very sympathetic towards Loki’s plight and he had surprised her at the time by smiling at her and saying very sadly. “We cannot help who we love, but why must it hurt me so very much to love him as I do?” Since he h
I never had a chance to tell you Loki/Thor fan ficI never had a chance to tell you.
Loki had been returned to Asgard by his best friend and companion Sigyn. No one knew were the goddess had found him or what had happened to the god. Since her return to Asgard the lady had absolutely refused to talk about what had occurred to anyone who asked her for this information. For Thor, Loki’s return to Asgard was burned into his mind and his heart. He could still picture it clearly; Sigyn stepping out onto the bridge and walking along it cradling Loki to her, the grey pallor of his skin speaking of the lack of life in him. Without talking to anyone she had walked past the other gods and goddesses. She had refused to let anyone take his body from her. The few who had dared to try had quickly discovered that the usually peaceful goddess had a lot of power, which when used in anger had a mighty force to it.
With Thor and Odin following along behind her the brown eyed goddess had carried Loki to his rooms, before gently placing him onto
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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