Winter Sunshine

Cold Showers

Savannah walked out of the bathroom, only to find Loki face down in her blankets, moaning softly.

'Are you okay?'

'Yes, go away.'

'This is my room, y'know.'

He moaned again and Savannah sat next to him.

'Are you in pain?'

Loki was panting too heavily to answer.

'I'll tickle you again.'

'No! No, please, no.' He begged.

'What's wrong? Do you want me to get something?'

'Just go, please.'

'Are you sure?'

'Please.' Loki's voice broke mid-sentence.

'No. I'm not leaving you in pain.'

'I'm  -   not  -   in  -  pain.'

'Then why are you struggling to breathe?'

'It's not important.'

'It is? Do you want me to get help, or something?'

'A glass of water, please.'

'Okay, Loki, I'll be back soon.'

She left hurriedly, and Loki hurried to the bathroom to have a cold, cold shower. He used magic to slow her down, and to dress himself. He sat back up in the bed, and eventually Savannah returned.

'What was wrong? Are you better now?'

'Yes, I'm fine.'

'Tell me.'

'Honestly, I'm fine.'

'Tell me what was wrong.'

'It doesn't matter.'

'Tell me, or I sit on you again.'

'Please don't.' Loki's voice was weak, and Savannah sat next to him.

'What happened?'

'Nothing. I just-'

The rest of the sentence was cut off by Savannah pulling him into a tight hug. Then she pushed him away, holding him at arm's length, and glaring at him suspiciously.

'Why is your hair wet?'

'I had a shower.'

'Why?'

'It doesn't matter.'

'I'll sit on you, I mean it.'

'No!' Loki's voice was strangely high, and Savannah suddenly understood what had happened.

She smirked.

Maybe she didn't need the clothes, after all.

A/N: Can you guys guess what happened? This is the worst thing that will happen, sorry.