The God that Proved them Wrong (Thorki) Book 1 of 3

Chapter 7

 By nine, I'm still alone in the flat. Zeus is still at the office and Thor is nowhere to be found. Norm, these boys will be the death of me. Sweat forms on my face even though I'm comfortable in the temperature of these room. Helplessly, I throw my shirt off and try to get make myself to stop sweating.

 The door opens and I look up to see who it is. Thor closes the door and strolles past me, not giving a second glance.

 Not ten minutes later, Zeus walks through the door, smirking "Hey Loki, I got some Chinese food." He puts it on the counter "Where's Thor?"

 I sigh "He's pissed at me." I clear my throat "Come on, lets eat."

~

 Thor didn't come out of his room that night. Zeus didn't even try to touch me that night. He said he was tired. I, however, couldn't sleep. The fact that I had sex in the bed, with someone other than my boyfriend.

 It's almost 3am when I finally put my head to the pillow. I'm almost asleep when I hear Zeus's phone buzz. "Odd." I think "Who would be texting him at this hour?"

 Reluctantly, I get up and walk over to his side. The number is unknown, but the text reads "I had fun tonight"

~

 "Loki, baby, have you seen my phone?" He walks out into the living room and walks up to the couch I sit numbly at. "Baby?" I look up to him "Have you seen my phone?"

 I sit completely still and he turns to walk away. "You're a dick." I whisper, placing his phone on the coffee table.

 "What?" he turns around and spots his phone "There it is." he walks forward and grabs it, quickly checking his notifications.

 When he starts to walk away, I growl "I want you out by tomorrow."

 "What are you talking about" he turns to face me again.

 "I saw the message, Zeus!" I stand and throw the blanket I was wrapped in, on the couch "I'm not an idiot, okay?"

 "What message, Loki?" he looks down at his phone and he sighs "You're being paranoid, babe!" he hisses.

 " 'I had fun tonight'!" I scream with more anger than I should "I'm not a fucking idiot, Zeus!" I shake my head.

 "Listen, babe, I went out for a drink last night with an old friend." he states "You're Reading too much into a simple text."

 "Why would they text you at 3am if it was just an old friend?" I cross my arms and step closer. He doesn't say a word, so I shake my head "Yeah, all your shit that isn't out of here by midnight tomorrow night, I'll burn."

 "First of all..." he steps forward, anger written on his face "you're being paranoid!" he hisses.

 "It's because I'm blue, isn't it?" I whisper "You want some new arse because I'm blue?"

 "Second of all..." he smacks me hard across the cheek and I stumbles backwards, clutching my cheek and whimpering "Don't interrupt me when I'm talking!" he screams, stuffing his phone in his pocket "Thrid, I didn't cheat on you!" he steps forward "Fourth..." he smacks me again "Don't make this about you being a freak!" he huffs with anger "Lastly, I'll prove to you that I had a drink with a friend!" and with that, he turns and walks out, leaving me alone on the couch.

 Sniffling, I stand up and walk towards my room, but Thor steps out of his, eyepatch covering his empty eye socket "Brother?" he walks forward and holds up my jaw to see my dark blue cheek. "I'm going to murder him." he whispers, running his thumb over it.

 "It's not that bad." I sigh, and look away from him "Seriously, I've had worse... way worse." I clutch my jaw.

 "Has he hit you before?" Thor asks softly, too softly. When I don't answer, be hisses "Norms Loki! Why are you still with him?"

 I shrug "It's only happened once before..." he gives me a glare and tilts my head to see it better "We were in a club and I saw him with his hand on some girls thigh." I scuff "I pulled him out of there so fast. He was so pissed, said he's not interested in chicks. Me? I still pushed it and he through me against the brick wall and gave me a black eye and a busted lip."

 Thor's grip tighten on my shoulder "Brother, that's not okay!" he insists. After I just kinda shrug, he sighs "Come on, we're going out."

~

 "I see you finally decided to come to practice." Fury smirks, walking up to me "You've never came to a single practice."

 I shrug "Thor wanted to come." I clear my throat "May I have my sword, daggers and uniform?"

 "About that, we've made some adjustments." he walks me out of the training room and into the locker room. All of the lockers are designed for that person. Captain America's is the American flag... if he was here. Black widow's is black with a red hourglass. Mine is blue, with my out green uniform. He opens it to show me a whole lot of white fur "This is your locker." he grabs Thor shoulder and brings him a couple lockers down on the opposite side of the bench way "This is yours." he starts to walk away "Suit up and meet me outside."

 When we're alone, I toss my shirt into the locker and wince at the soreness in my peeks "Something wrong brother?"

 "Yeah." I sigh "Just, my pectorals are really sore." I poke at them and frown "Do they feel different than yours?" I hop over the bench and let him poke them.

 "I don't know." He frowns "Feel mine." I go from poking mine to poking his and back again. He does the same.

 "What is happening in here?" Tachala asks, walking in, causing both of us to jump "Is that apart of Asgardan culture?"

 "No." Thor sighs "Loki is concerned about about his chest, so we're trying to see if he's alright."

 Tachala narrow his gaze and walks forward, gripping one of my pecks, before release it "It's fine."

 He turns to walk out and I hear him whisper to himself "And I thought Americans were weird."