AKOSIIBARRA STORIES' FANFICTIONS

At The Age of Twenty and Seven (LokiStair)

NOTE: If you're homophobic, get out. You are not welcome. 

AT THE AGE OF TWENTY AND SEVEN

Loki admitted defeat and sighed while Jamie and Lorelei cheered in delight. Alistair watched the repetitive scene unfold in front of him, amused. The look on Loki's disappointed face sent a thrill of satisfaction upon him.

"Don't make it over an hour, though. I beg of you." Loki was desperate to make compromises. Lorelei felt sorry for him and so, she agreed.

Jamie immediately opened her laptop to buy the necessities, however, Alistair stopped her midway.

"Why don't we go shop ourselves to make sure the clothes would fit Loki? He could also choose some that fit his preferences, wouldn't he? It's the least we can do for him to feel comfortable."

Jamie nodded her head after a moment of consideration. "Alright! Let's go!"

Loki sulked as he sat in the back seat with Jamie. Lorelei occupied the shotgun seat while Alistair drove. They left for the nearby mall. During the ride, Loki was silent as if rethinking his life decisions.

Why did I befriend these goons? was his thought throughout. 

Jamie and Lorelei savored the defeated face Loki showed them. After a few minutes, they arrived. Alistair parked the car and off they went shopping for clothes.

— * —

"Absolutely not!" Loki severely shook his head, running away from Jamie who was holding a blonde wig. "There's no way I'm wearing that yellow-colored artificial hair! No!"

Jamie laughed. "But, Loki dear, you're cosplaying a woman. This blonde hair suited you too!"

That's right. The initial reason as to why the QED4 were gathered in Henson's Apartment and now in the mall was to buy cosplaying necessities. With Loki as the female model... and Alistair as the male.

"No! It makes me look like a stupid old woman."

Loki lost the UNO game they played earlier to determine the cosplayers. Alistair lost the bato-bato-pick... on purpose. Nobody knows what's going on in his mind.

"It's only for a couple of minutes, Loki," Alistair told Loki, advancing close with the blonde wig now transferred to his palms. "you lost, so do your job."

Loki, with a heavy heart, snatched the wig and put it on. He knows his rejecting offers would be futile. Alistair could just shove the wig on his head if he wants to. Jamie adjusted the wig to fit Loki while Lorelei carried the clothes. He was then pushed into the fitting room to try on the clothes.

"Oh, my..." was Jamie and Lorelei's reaction. Alistair's mouth gaped.

Loki looked stunning. Like, absolutely stunning. With a bit of makeup, he would totally look like a hot chick. 

"WE SHOULD HAVE DONE THIS SOONER!" Jamie exclaimed as he dragged Loki in front of the mirror. Lorelei took her phone out and began capturing some pre-photos. "LOOK AT YOU!"

Loki was so close to punching the mirror. "I look hideous!" 

Alistair was next to compliment. "You look beautiful."

Loki rolled his eyes. "You should get a pair of lenses to adjust your eyesight, Alistair. Can I get these things off me now? We're still in the mall."