𝘔𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘧 [𝘓𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘶𝘴]

What Could Be.

A/N- Welcome to the second part of An After Thought.

Again, I'm probably should have just kept up with this story. But here I am being an idiot. So y'all still have to deal with it don't you?

Loki's POV

I knew it was bad to pour myself into my work like this. But I didn't know what else to do. I mean there were so many things happening at once. And I had to do something about at least one of them.

And the fact that I hadn't yet was making me extremely irritated with myself. And that was showing.

I mean Sylvie told me to take some time off. And that was last week. Today she's forcing me to take the time off.

And so here I was, lying in bed. But don't worry I wasn't actually lying. (ha English puns, *twirls gun and puts it back in holster*) I was also waiting for Mobius to come home so we could go on a date I planned early this morning in my boredom.

So I randomly decided to get off the bed and move to the couch. Which not only was less comfy, it also meant I couldn't spread out.

Which in my opinion, was quite annoying. Like why can't couches have a bigger width? Or is it length? God, I need to know words.

After thinking about which word means which and other things that are probably too stupid and pointless to remember I hear the good unlock.

I push myself off of the couch with my elbows. And proceed to look up at the door. In walks my possible future husband. Mobius M Mobius.

Does the M in the middle also stand for Mobius? This is not what you need to be questioning whilst your boyfriend is in the room Loki.

I jump up and hug him. He stands there for a little then hugs me back.

"Thank God your here I was getting so bored, " I say, exaggerating the so to prove my point in a way.

"Yeah okay, but what are you doing here?" Mobius asks confused.

"Well, one this is my house too. But two Sylvie told me to take this week off because I seemed stressed or something like that, " I say. I'm still kinda irritated that Sylvie thought I was stressed. I was doing fine.

Yeah, I wanted to get the job done, and all of us want that. So I don't really see a problem with the way I was doing it too. But okay, I guess if she wants me to take off then I won't complain. Or maybe I will, just a tad though.

"Okay, I could take the rest of the week too, and we could spend this together or something, " Mobius says happily.

"Wait really?" I say super excited at the prospect of spending a week with my boyfriend.

"Yeah, why not, " Mobius says proudly.

"Oh my, I'm going to start planning!" I say, whilst rushing towards our bedroom.