【Hammer Base】Lucid dreaming

After completing a week of shopping, the two drove on their way home.

"You bought too much marmalade, that's for kids." Loki murmured as he rummaged through the bag.

Thor laughs, all the marmalade at home is consumed by Loki, a duplicity thing.But he doesn't say it, or Loki will jump up and scratch him again.

Christmas is approaching, and there is already a festive atmosphere in the neighborhood. Small lanterns hang on the pine needles along the street and go on and off, and some windows are pasted with bells and socks. Loki will take what he calls "stupid" holiday ornaments out of the shopping bag and hang them one by one on the verdant Christmas tree. Thor was putting the frozen fish in the pool for the evening's main course, when he heard the crisp sound of glass falling to the ground, he turned his head and saw the glass pendant shattered on the ground, Loki stood there dumbfounded, his expression becoming more and more panicked.

"It's time." He said with difficulty, tears welling up in his eyes.

"What? Loki" Thor rushed up to hug him in a panic, he didn't react, but Loki's expression frightened him.

That soul-splitting tiredness swept over Loki's body familiarly, and force majeure was pulling him away from the familiar world.The stay of six months a year is already generous, but the separation it brings is still cruel.

"'It' is going to take me away..." Loki called this unknown force "it".He held on to Thor's clothes tightly, like an orphan of time holding on to his only support.

Even though there have been ten thousand times of mental construction, this moment still seems too sudden. Thor hugged him tightly like a piece of paper, as if this would save the soul that no longer existed. "It's okay, Loki, don't be afraid..."

Messy tears messed up his cheeks, Loki had long forgotten his harsh appearance, and kissed Thor's lips on tiptoe.It was not so much a kiss, but two beasts biting each other through an invisible fence, carrying the bloody smell of their belongings, hoping in vain to catch each other with their breath after breaking free from the sense of touch.

"Wait for me, I'll find you..." Deep swirls surged in Loki's green eyes. Thor said he would find him, and he took over the experiment, and since then it has been performed by Loki.

"Iswear."

In the pool, frozen fish have melted into soft scales, the newly hung lanterns are still flickering, and the first snow is falling along the eaves, and the children of which family screamed softly: "Merry Christmas——!" .

Thor stood quietly in the bustle of the ground, the heat dissipated little by little, and there was no one in his arms.

It would be a big mistake to think that a private school with good conditions and a sound system can control a group of wild boys and buddies.

After skipping most of the morning's class, a group of boys headed by Thor returned to the classroom from the basketball court with a body full of steam.

"So where's the blond chick from the cheerleaders?" Fandral bumped into Thor, who was his target, and confessed to Thor first.

"I don't think she's hot enough." Thor mouths "nothot" exaggeratedly, and Fandral clutches his heart in shock.

Next came the class of the bald director. Since they didn't want to accept his hysterical yelling, they got stuck and pushed away the students in the classroom before ringing the bell.

But today, besides the director's shiny head, he saw another man.He is over thirty but not over forty, with black mid-length hair tied in a bun at the back of his head, and a thin waist, stuck in a well-fitting suit. He turned around, and his green eyes took a slow look at Thor , like dizzy waves, miraculously showing the clarity of age.

Thor stared blankly, spit out "Hot."

Fandral: "What"

The bald director introduced the new teaching assistant to the students with great enthusiasm. He nodded to the chaotic crowd with an elegant smile, "I'm Loki." The girls who saw it forgot to paint half of it nails.

The author has something to say: I am mixed up and I reflect on it (?_?)