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batsutousaiTitle: Clouds In My Coffee
Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: T
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day OTP Challenge
Chapter Warnings: Fluff
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding.
A/N: So, I had two different ideas for today. I'll probably do the other one some other time, though it might be an actual fic, as opposed to one of these prompt fills. ^.^" (Courting, btw. I've seen it a bit in FrostIron, but never in Tomki.)
For once, Loki is not being a little snot. *shock*
Also, I don't know if anyone is a scholar of Old Norse and can correct my grammar? 'Cause I can pretty much guarantee I screwed that one up... ^.^"
- Day Four: On a Date -
Loki watched with a frown as Thomas finished getting ready for a day at the theatre. "You'll be back at six," he insisted.
Thomas sighed. "I will try," he replied. It was the same thing he'd said the past two days when Loki made mention of his long hours. And then, even though he knew Loki wouldn't give him a straight answer, he added, "I don't know why it's so important."
"Because I say it is," Loki snapped, glaring. "Do not make me come and get you."
Thomas shuddered. "I'll do my best. And please don't burn down the theatre the day before our performance."
"I wouldn't burn it down," Loki returned.
"Don't do anything that would keep us from performing tomorrow," Thomas settled on as he grabbed his coat. "Right. I will try to be home by six."
Loki snorted and watched out of the corner of one eye as Thomas bustled out the front door. He waited fifteen minutes – Thomas occasionally forgot something and had to run back – before pushing out of the couch he'd been sprawled across and going to hunt down something to wear.
Dressed, Loki pulled out Thomas' suit – not the one he would be wearing it to the British Academy Film Awards in a few days, because Thomas had already had that cleaned and set aside, and Loki didn't want to start the evening with the human in a bad mood – and left the flat with it, heading down to the cleaners Thomas usually used while in London. He left it there for the day, then continued down the block to the shop he'd placed an order at a couple weeks ago. (Thomas had been quite confused when he came back to his trailer for an early lunch, only to find Loki missing. The god had been required to think fast to come up with an excuse for where he'd been. Not that he needed to make excuses.)
The watch he'd ordered was a handsome piece, platinum with gold numbers and green and blue hands. Inscribed across the watch face were the words ELSKIT ǪLLU SINNI. 'Love for all time'. Perhaps a little overly sentimental, but Loki had trouble enough showing that he truly cared for Thomas, so he would go a little overboard in creating this gift, letting Thomas know every time he looked at the watch that Loki honestly loved him.
And, Loki reminded himself as he collected the gift, it's not like many people can read the old languages.
Loki spent some time debating about getting the human flowers. The current culture said that females were the ones to receive flowers, but Thomas had occasionally received some after a show, which he'd explained as more of a 'Congratulations on a fantastic performance', as opposed to a 'I love you very much' gesture. Not that enjoying the performance meant someone didn't love the performer, because the flowers were usually bought before the performance, but it was less of a romantic gesture.
Loki thought rules about flowers were stupid and decided to just walk away before he gave himself a headache.
He spent a few hours back at the flat, making himself something to eat, then deciding not to eat it because he wasn't hungry, but putting it in the fridge because Thomas would yell at him for wasting food if he binned it. He watched a programme on the telly, decided he was hungry after all, ate a few bites, then put it back in the fridge.
"Gods do not get nervous," he snarled at himself. As if that would change the way his stomach was jumping around and how he kept glancing at the clock, making sure of the time, even though he knew how much time had passed since he'd last checked.
Finally, at five, he went out and picked Thomas' suit up. And then had forty-five minutes to wait.
Thomas pushed the door open just before six. "I'm home," he offered.
Loki had a sudden moment of uncertainty, because Thomas looked rather tired and going out might not have been the best option. But the human's suit was cleaned, the reservations had already been made, and Loki wasn't going to back out now. So he pushed off the couch and pointed at the bedroom. "Go change," he ordered.
Thomas blinked. "Change?"
"Go."
Thomas sighed and dropped his coat over the back of the couch as he passed. "Yeah, okay. Are you going to explain why I needed to be home early?"
Loki just frowned and waited until the human had disappeared into the bedroom before motioning for his magic to change his casual clothing into his favoured suit.
Thomas poked his head back out of the bedroom, blinking. "Why is my–?" He fell silent as he took in Loki's changed attire. "Are you– You're taking me out for my birthday?"
"...yes..." Loki allowed.
Thomas' expression brightened. "I love you too, you secretive arse," he said fondly, then disappeared back into the bedroom.
Loki huffed, half amused, half relieved that Thomas hadn't refused, seemed happy, even. Maybe, for once, Loki wouldn't screw up while trying to do something nice for someone he cared for.
When Thomas came out in his suit, he was smiling. He grabbed Loki's hand before the god could turn away to lead the way to the door and kissed his cheek. "Where are we going?"
"You'll see," Loki returned, squeezing the hand in his briefly before tugging Thomas towards the door. "Our reservation is for six-forty."
"Okay. Let me get my coat," Thomas insisted, slipping his hand from Loki's. As soon as his coat was on, he took Loki's hand again and smiled at the god. "Lead on."
The restaurant they went to was one that, according to Thomas' sister, he liked a lot. Judging by the way Thomas' eyes lit up when he realised where they were going, Sarah had been truthful, and Loki made a mental note to be nice to her next time he saw her, as thanks.
"We have a reservation," Loki said to the maitre d' once they'd reached him. "Hiddleston is the name." Because Loki avoided using his surname if at all possible. Thomas had never seemed to mind – very likely completely understood – but it occasionally threw other people when Loki either refused to give a last name, or used Thomas'.
The man glanced down his list, then nodded. "Indeed. If you'll follow me, gentlemen?"
They were led to a table in front of a window that overlooked the Thames, as per Loki's request when he'd made the reservation. Thomas smiled at the view and thanked the maitre d' before the man left them.
Loki waited until they'd both given their orders before sliding the box with the watch in it across the table. "Here. A gift," he said stiffly.
Thomas smiled and opened the box. "Loki, this is gorgeous," he breathed, immediately switching the watch he was wearing for the new one. "Thank you," he added, meeting Loki's blank stare with an honest smile.
Loki relaxed minutely. "You're welcome."
Thomas brushed his fingers against the glass cover, considering the inscription for a long moment with a faint frown before he smiled again. "I love you, too," he said.
Loki shifted and fingered the stem of his wine glass. "I am...aware that I don't say it often. I will try–"
"Oh, Loki," Thomas interrupted, fond and more than a little amused. "You don't have to force yourself to say anything."
Loki shook his head. "You deserve to hear it more often," he insisted.
Thomas blinked, then let out a quiet breath of a laugh. "One of these days, I will learn to stop anticipating you."
"Yes, that would be wise," Loki returned drily.
Their salads came before Thomas could reply and they both settled in to eat.
The food was good, and Loki asked about Thomas' rehearsal over their main course. Since he usually avoided asking about Thomas' day, the human was thrown for a moment before he shrugged to himself and started talking. And Loki, for once, actually listened and asked the occasional question.
They had just received their coffee and pudding – dark chocolate mousse for Loki, cheesecake for Thomas – when the bells began to ring out the Westminster Quarters before eight o'clock. Loki nudged Thomas under the table with his foot, then motioned out the window. As the first toll for the hour struck, the reflection of the city lights on the water shifted until they spelled out, 'All my love, and a wish for many years to come' in a curling font that moved smoothly with the gentle waves it was written on. The spell had taken Loki two days to set up, figuring in the exact time, position of the viewer, movement of the water, and any boats that might be out at the moment; Loki was quite pleased with how it had turned out.
"Happy birthday, Thomas," Loki murmured.
Thomas turned to look at him, unshed tears bright in his eyes. "Thank you," he whispered and reached across the table for Loki's hand.
Loki caught Thomas' hand and brought it up to his lips to kiss the human's knuckles. "I love you," he whispered against Thomas' skin, forcing the words out past the pain Odin's lies had carved deep into his heart.
"I love you, too," Thomas replied, voice containing all the certainty Loki struggled with. "This has been an absolutely wonderful birthday. One of the best."
Loki's lips curled with a smug smile. "I'll have to make next year even better," he decided and Thomas laughed.
Days:
1 - Holding Hands ||| 2 - Cuddling Somewhere ||| 3 - Gaming |||4 - On a Date ||| 5 - Kissing
6 - Wearing Each Other's Clothing ||| 7 - Cosplaying ||| 8 - Shopping ||| 9 - Hanging Out With Friends ||| 10 - With Animal Ears
11 - Wearing Kigurumi ||| 12 - Making Out ||| 13 - Eating Ice Cream ||| 14 - Genderswapped ||| 15 - Different Clothing Style
16 - Morning Rituals ||| 17 - Spooning ||| 18 - Doing Something Together ||| 19 - In Formal Wear ||| 20 - Dancing
21 - Cooking/Baking ||| 22 - In Battle, Side-By-Side ||| 23 - Arguing ||| 24 - Making Up After ||| 25 - Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes
26 - Getting Married ||| 27 - Birthday ||| 28 - Something Ridiculous ||| 29 - Something Sweet ||| 30 - Something Hot
Masterlist
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Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: T
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day OTP Challenge
Chapter Warnings: Fluff
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding.
A/N: So, I had two different ideas for today. I'll probably do the other one some other time, though it might be an actual fic, as opposed to one of these prompt fills. ^.^" (Courting, btw. I've seen it a bit in FrostIron, but never in Tomki.)
For once, Loki is not being a little snot. *shock*
Also, I don't know if anyone is a scholar of Old Norse and can correct my grammar? 'Cause I can pretty much guarantee I screwed that one up... ^.^"
Loki watched with a frown as Thomas finished getting ready for a day at the theatre. "You'll be back at six," he insisted.
Thomas sighed. "I will try," he replied. It was the same thing he'd said the past two days when Loki made mention of his long hours. And then, even though he knew Loki wouldn't give him a straight answer, he added, "I don't know why it's so important."
"Because I say it is," Loki snapped, glaring. "Do not make me come and get you."
Thomas shuddered. "I'll do my best. And please don't burn down the theatre the day before our performance."
"I wouldn't burn it down," Loki returned.
"Don't do anything that would keep us from performing tomorrow," Thomas settled on as he grabbed his coat. "Right. I will try to be home by six."
Loki snorted and watched out of the corner of one eye as Thomas bustled out the front door. He waited fifteen minutes – Thomas occasionally forgot something and had to run back – before pushing out of the couch he'd been sprawled across and going to hunt down something to wear.
Dressed, Loki pulled out Thomas' suit – not the one he would be wearing it to the British Academy Film Awards in a few days, because Thomas had already had that cleaned and set aside, and Loki didn't want to start the evening with the human in a bad mood – and left the flat with it, heading down to the cleaners Thomas usually used while in London. He left it there for the day, then continued down the block to the shop he'd placed an order at a couple weeks ago. (Thomas had been quite confused when he came back to his trailer for an early lunch, only to find Loki missing. The god had been required to think fast to come up with an excuse for where he'd been. Not that he needed to make excuses.)
The watch he'd ordered was a handsome piece, platinum with gold numbers and green and blue hands. Inscribed across the watch face were the words ELSKIT ǪLLU SINNI. 'Love for all time'. Perhaps a little overly sentimental, but Loki had trouble enough showing that he truly cared for Thomas, so he would go a little overboard in creating this gift, letting Thomas know every time he looked at the watch that Loki honestly loved him.
And, Loki reminded himself as he collected the gift, it's not like many people can read the old languages.
Loki spent some time debating about getting the human flowers. The current culture said that females were the ones to receive flowers, but Thomas had occasionally received some after a show, which he'd explained as more of a 'Congratulations on a fantastic performance', as opposed to a 'I love you very much' gesture. Not that enjoying the performance meant someone didn't love the performer, because the flowers were usually bought before the performance, but it was less of a romantic gesture.
Loki thought rules about flowers were stupid and decided to just walk away before he gave himself a headache.
He spent a few hours back at the flat, making himself something to eat, then deciding not to eat it because he wasn't hungry, but putting it in the fridge because Thomas would yell at him for wasting food if he binned it. He watched a programme on the telly, decided he was hungry after all, ate a few bites, then put it back in the fridge.
"Gods do not get nervous," he snarled at himself. As if that would change the way his stomach was jumping around and how he kept glancing at the clock, making sure of the time, even though he knew how much time had passed since he'd last checked.
Finally, at five, he went out and picked Thomas' suit up. And then had forty-five minutes to wait.
Thomas pushed the door open just before six. "I'm home," he offered.
Loki had a sudden moment of uncertainty, because Thomas looked rather tired and going out might not have been the best option. But the human's suit was cleaned, the reservations had already been made, and Loki wasn't going to back out now. So he pushed off the couch and pointed at the bedroom. "Go change," he ordered.
Thomas blinked. "Change?"
"Go."
Thomas sighed and dropped his coat over the back of the couch as he passed. "Yeah, okay. Are you going to explain why I needed to be home early?"
Loki just frowned and waited until the human had disappeared into the bedroom before motioning for his magic to change his casual clothing into his favoured suit.
Thomas poked his head back out of the bedroom, blinking. "Why is my–?" He fell silent as he took in Loki's changed attire. "Are you– You're taking me out for my birthday?"
"...yes..." Loki allowed.
Thomas' expression brightened. "I love you too, you secretive arse," he said fondly, then disappeared back into the bedroom.
Loki huffed, half amused, half relieved that Thomas hadn't refused, seemed happy, even. Maybe, for once, Loki wouldn't screw up while trying to do something nice for someone he cared for.
When Thomas came out in his suit, he was smiling. He grabbed Loki's hand before the god could turn away to lead the way to the door and kissed his cheek. "Where are we going?"
"You'll see," Loki returned, squeezing the hand in his briefly before tugging Thomas towards the door. "Our reservation is for six-forty."
"Okay. Let me get my coat," Thomas insisted, slipping his hand from Loki's. As soon as his coat was on, he took Loki's hand again and smiled at the god. "Lead on."
The restaurant they went to was one that, according to Thomas' sister, he liked a lot. Judging by the way Thomas' eyes lit up when he realised where they were going, Sarah had been truthful, and Loki made a mental note to be nice to her next time he saw her, as thanks.
"We have a reservation," Loki said to the maitre d' once they'd reached him. "Hiddleston is the name." Because Loki avoided using his surname if at all possible. Thomas had never seemed to mind – very likely completely understood – but it occasionally threw other people when Loki either refused to give a last name, or used Thomas'.
The man glanced down his list, then nodded. "Indeed. If you'll follow me, gentlemen?"
They were led to a table in front of a window that overlooked the Thames, as per Loki's request when he'd made the reservation. Thomas smiled at the view and thanked the maitre d' before the man left them.
Loki waited until they'd both given their orders before sliding the box with the watch in it across the table. "Here. A gift," he said stiffly.
Thomas smiled and opened the box. "Loki, this is gorgeous," he breathed, immediately switching the watch he was wearing for the new one. "Thank you," he added, meeting Loki's blank stare with an honest smile.
Loki relaxed minutely. "You're welcome."
Thomas brushed his fingers against the glass cover, considering the inscription for a long moment with a faint frown before he smiled again. "I love you, too," he said.
Loki shifted and fingered the stem of his wine glass. "I am...aware that I don't say it often. I will try–"
"Oh, Loki," Thomas interrupted, fond and more than a little amused. "You don't have to force yourself to say anything."
Loki shook his head. "You deserve to hear it more often," he insisted.
Thomas blinked, then let out a quiet breath of a laugh. "One of these days, I will learn to stop anticipating you."
"Yes, that would be wise," Loki returned drily.
Their salads came before Thomas could reply and they both settled in to eat.
The food was good, and Loki asked about Thomas' rehearsal over their main course. Since he usually avoided asking about Thomas' day, the human was thrown for a moment before he shrugged to himself and started talking. And Loki, for once, actually listened and asked the occasional question.
They had just received their coffee and pudding – dark chocolate mousse for Loki, cheesecake for Thomas – when the bells began to ring out the Westminster Quarters before eight o'clock. Loki nudged Thomas under the table with his foot, then motioned out the window. As the first toll for the hour struck, the reflection of the city lights on the water shifted until they spelled out, 'All my love, and a wish for many years to come' in a curling font that moved smoothly with the gentle waves it was written on. The spell had taken Loki two days to set up, figuring in the exact time, position of the viewer, movement of the water, and any boats that might be out at the moment; Loki was quite pleased with how it had turned out.
"Happy birthday, Thomas," Loki murmured.
Thomas turned to look at him, unshed tears bright in his eyes. "Thank you," he whispered and reached across the table for Loki's hand.
Loki caught Thomas' hand and brought it up to his lips to kiss the human's knuckles. "I love you," he whispered against Thomas' skin, forcing the words out past the pain Odin's lies had carved deep into his heart.
"I love you, too," Thomas replied, voice containing all the certainty Loki struggled with. "This has been an absolutely wonderful birthday. One of the best."
Loki's lips curled with a smug smile. "I'll have to make next year even better," he decided and Thomas laughed.
1 - Holding Hands ||| 2 - Cuddling Somewhere ||| 3 - Gaming |||
6 - Wearing Each Other's Clothing ||| 7 - Cosplaying ||| 8 - Shopping ||| 9 - Hanging Out With Friends ||| 10 - With Animal Ears
11 - Wearing Kigurumi ||| 12 - Making Out ||| 13 - Eating Ice Cream ||| 14 - Genderswapped ||| 15 - Different Clothing Style
16 - Morning Rituals ||| 17 - Spooning ||| 18 - Doing Something Together ||| 19 - In Formal Wear ||| 20 - Dancing
21 - Cooking/Baking ||| 22 - In Battle, Side-By-Side ||| 23 - Arguing ||| 24 - Making Up After ||| 25 - Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes
26 - Getting Married ||| 27 - Birthday ||| 28 - Something Ridiculous ||| 29 - Something Sweet ||| 30 - Something Hot
Masterlist
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Date: 18/11/12 20:15 (UTC)Love the birthday. So very good. Go Loki!
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Date: 18/11/12 20:20 (UTC)And, yeah. They're lucky to have each other, really.
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Date: 19/11/12 11:03 (UTC)no subject
Date: 19/11/12 18:14 (UTC):D