Frostpudding Drabble

Cotton Candy

I apologize for the god awful pun at the end of this you can all shoot me later. Prompt:  tom takes loki to a carnival or fair and fluff ensues

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 "What is it that you called it again, Thomas? A fair?" The word sounded foreign on Loki's tongue, and he was curious to see if it was anything like the grand parties thrown on Asgard. "Yes love. A fair, it has all sorts of things, games, rides, food, all that you can think of and more." Tom beamed as he walked with the god to the ticket booth. He was happy to be able to get Loki out of the flat every once in a while, and show him the outside world.

 Loki smiled softly at his love's shining face, and looked around silently at the different attractions. One in particular caught his mind, and he peered at it while the mortals spoke and exchanged currency for tickets. It was a large wheel of sorts, with seats that were put between it and moving with the wheel. "That's a Ferris wheel. They're extremely romantic, especially at sunset." Tom muttered into the god's ear as he took his hand.

 "Are they now?" An idea sparked into the god's mind. "Tell me Thomas, do you like these, 'Ferris wheels'?" "Of course. Maybe we can go on it later, you can see the view of the whole town from it. But for now," The man lifted his hand and waved the tickets near the god's face. "Let's go spend some of these tickets." Loki nodded in agreement, and went hand in hand with his lover to the games. They were called out to by many of the workers, the chance to win prizes at every turn.

 "What do you want to play Loki?" Tom asked as he looked around. "What's that one?" The god asked, motioning his head towards a large booth. It stood with bottles stacked up in the back of it, and kids and adults were throwing baseballs to try and knock them down. "Oh, it's  a bottle throw, you throw a baseball and try to knock the bottles down. It's not as easy as it looks. Maybe we should-" Tom tried to convince Loki to walk away from it, but the stubborn god was gone and at the booth before he could finish his sentence. "Thomas, tickets." Loki's tone may have sounded mean to most, but the man knew it was just the immortal's natural tone, nothing more than that.

 Tom sighed as he placed the necessary amount in the person's hand, and watched as the god accepted the ball being handed to him. He focused his aim on the bottles, and with a sly twitch of his opposite wrist, sent the ball flying forward and knocked down the large stack of bottles. "Congrats sir! Pick a large prize!" The man working the booth said as he motioned his hand to the large stuffed toys along the top of the booth. "Anything you wish Thomas." Loki smiled at his lover, who glared in response. Tom shook his head slightly, but still, picked out a large stuffed dog.

 "You cheated." Tom muttered as they walked away from the stand, Loki sporting the large dog on his shoulders. "What makes you think that Thomas?" The god asked as he cocked his head a bit to glance at his mortal lover. "It's you Loki, there's no way you couldn't have won that without cheating." The man said, rolling his eyes. "I wouldn't call it so much cheating as I would call it, enhancing my chances of winning." The immortal smirked. "Or cheating." Tom muttered once more, but brushed it off. "Want some cotton candy?" he asked, already leading the god to the machine and line of people. "What's cotton candy? Why are people eating clothing material?" Loki asked low, and Tom couldn't help but laugh, causing the god to give him a cold look. "It's not the same thing your shirt is made of love, here, I'll show you," The man said as they reached the line. It wasn't long until they had a cone of the fluffy treat.

 Tom tore off a piece, and held it to his lover's lips. "Here," Loki looked at it a moment, glancing back between the pink fluff near his lips, before opening his mouth and allowing Tom to place it in his mouth. An explosion of sugar burst over his tongue, and he hummed in satisfaction. The man smiled at the god's reaction, and gave himself a piece before giving the god another. Once the candy was finished and the tickets were spent, the sun was beginning to go down.

 "Thomas, would you like to ride the Ferris wheel before we go?" Loki asked, stopping before the line. "I would, but, it costs tickets and I don't think you want to try and-" "Thomas," The god once more cut off the man, holding up enough tickets to get them on the Ferris wheel. "Where'd you get those?" Tom questioned, walking with Loki to the large wheel, the line shorter than it had been earlier. "Never mind where I got them." The immortal muttered, not wanting to tell Tom he had stolen them off one of the games. The man shot his lover a questioning look, but once more shrugged it off. They got on the wheel, and Loki looked a little scared as it began to move. "I'm right here love." Tom muttered, holding onto Loki's hand. He cuddled up next to the god as they watched the sun beginning to set, and once more Loki flicked his wrist, and the Ferris wheel at the top, giving them the best view of the city.

 "Loki!" Tom cried out, looking down at the confused man. "Thomas!" The god chuckled, and turned the mortal's face towards him gently. The anger faded from Tom's face as he looked into Loki's green eyes, and he smiled. "I love you Loki," The mortal muttered, and gently pressed his forehead to Loki's. "I love you as well Thomas. And I wish to spend the rest of our lives together," Tom's eyes flashed open, and his jaw dropped. "Loki?" he whispered, and he watched as the god reached into his pocket, pulling out something shiny.

 "I wish to make you happy for the rest of your days, to be there for you whenever you wish me, and sometimes, even when you don't. Thomas, will you do me the honor of becoming my husband?" Loki asked, eyes full of sincerity and hope, begging for the answer Tom knew he wanted to hear.

 Tom couldn't speak; he wanted to say everything that was going through his mind, but the words refused to come out. So he just nodded, and kissed his new fiance, the taste of sugary cotton candy still on each of their lips, making the moment all the more sweeter.