FIC: Clouds In My Coffee ~ Tom Hiddleston/Loki ~ 30-Day OTP Challenge

[batsutousai]

Title: Clouds In My Coffee
Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: T
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day OTP Challenge
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding.

Chapter Warnings: Fluff

A/N: Fuck Christmas and fuck Christmas decorations that take multiple days and multiple people to put up. And fuck that 12ft Santa. (If it has an accident, it's not my fault.)
Fair warning, tomorrow will probably be late, too. Because the decorations aren't completely up. Ugh. (Photos are on my tumblr.)

Here. Have some fluff. It made me feel better. (Even though it's more cuddling than spooning and pathetically short. But I'm tired. Shut up.)

- Day Seventeen: Spooning -

Thomas let out a sigh as he dropped onto the couch just in front of Loki's stomach.

"What are you doing?" Loki demanded, glaring up at the human.

Thomas didn't look away from the telly. "Sitting on my couch."

"I have clearly already laid claim–" Loki started, motioning to show that he'd stretched out over the length of the couch.

"Not today, Loki," Thomas said, sounding so very worn.

Loki paused to consider the human. He took in the dark bruises under his eyes, the way his eyes kept fluttering closed before snapping back open, the slump to his posture...

Loki pressed his mouth into an unamused line and snagged Thomas around the waist. "Come down here."

Thomas jerked in surprise and almost fell of the couch, shouting, "Loki, what–?!"

But Loki steadied him and finished laying Thomas down. "Feet up," he ordered.

"What's going on?" Thomas asked even as he obeyed the command.

Loki curled his arms around Thomas' chest and pulled him back until they were flush, using a pillow to keep his head high enough to see the telly over the mortal's head. "Sleep," he snapped.

"I'm not tir–"

"Go to sleep, Thomas," Loki said, voice gentler.

"...okay," Thomas finally agreed.

Within two minutes, his breathing had evened out.

Ten minutes later, Loki joined him in the land of dreams.

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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Comments

[mizstorge.livejournal.com]

♥

One thing hobtheknife and I decided when we finally got our own house was that we would NOT move furniture, rearrange rooms, and decorate every single room in the house, as had done a certain family member who will unfortunately be remembered as a horrible example.

We decorate the mantle over the fireplace and the coffee table in the front room. We put up the cards we receive and, if we're in the mood, we have two special wreaths with hooks that we can decorate with our favourite sixteen or so ornaments.

It's festive enough, and we don't feel like we're obsessing.

[batsutousai]

See, that seems pretty sane to me.
Mum usually does a tree, a fresh wreath with a plain red bow for the door, stockings along whatever flat surface she's got, and a small ceramic tree she puts on the table in her room. And that's as much as either her or my father have ever done for as long as I can remember.
But my father's current wife... She goes all out. She does the insane decorations outside, a tree in both the family and living rooms, decorations all over the dining room, kitchen, her and Dad's bedroom...
Me? I'm good with putting my cards on the wall and – when she's not packed somewhere – I put out a hand-made angel my grandmother made for me when I was a tiny thing. And that's...it. I mean, I have some ornaments from my childhood – packed, of course – that I'd eventually put up during the month. Maybe. But, yeah. Cards and an angel. (And changing my FB icon to a picture of Mew inside a wreath. Little things. XD)

[mizstorge.livejournal.com]

Not being Chrisitan - European Polytheistic Reconstructionists - we celebrate the Winter Solstice, Dies Sol Invictus, and Yule. This year, we have big, beautiful hand-carved wood plaques propped on the mantle: one is Thor fighting Jormungunder, the other is Seigfried battling Fafnir. We bought them to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary, which was ten years ago. There is a blown-glass drinking horn on a stand between them. We put evergreen boughs on the other sides of the plaques, and have candles at the corner of the mantle.

On the center of the coffee table is a matte silver statue of a leaping stag (we named him Prongs :D ), and two more candles.

Cards will go on the table in the foyer.

Done for the year!

[shadownitewolf.livejournal.com]

*flails* OMG! The adorableness! The cuteness! I just can't take it! *flails more*

[batsutousai]

LOL. ♥