Them (multi-fandom)

Him?

I answered the nock at the door, opening it to Olivia. We went up to my room and sat down on my loft bed. We got caught up on new things have been going on in each other's lives, as usual (Olivia met a new friend, got a new project that she is bored to death about, can't wait for summer break, etc. and I was assigned a new essay that I am psyched about, my older brother keeps trying to get me to play a video game he got, I wish school was year round, etc.). We laughed and cried over fandoms, and then she got to the point. "What's wrong?" "They've gotten worse." "What is it?" "Everything". I tell her about a few of the things I have been seeing, but one catches her. "Wait, what do they look like?" "Uh, over a foot taller than you, dark hair that falls close to his shoulders, bright green eyes-" I stop dead in my tracks. My mind must have been fogged by my emotions that I didn't notice. It was him. Loki, god of mischief. She gets excited, asking me what he's been doing. I explain, though I don't quite understand it myself. He's been watching me, but doing some project of his own at the same time. We talk over some possibilities, though they're a little... different, since they're filed on fangirling in progress. While we do this I look at Loki quite often considering he's sitting right next to my best friend, stopping what he was originally doing. He's watching her now. Ok...