the–mantling–dark:

Thor: *pouts into the room*

Loki: *looks up from a book he stole from Dr Strange* What now? 

Thor: Itchy.

Loki: *sighs* How long does it take to get there.

Thor: What?

Loki: This Midgardian catastrophe you’re taking us to. Iji. How long-

Thor: No, not Iji, itchy. Like the thing you scratch. My eye… socket. The patch made it itch… so I took it off.

Loki: Yes.

Thor: …

Loki: Problem solved… so… ?

Thor: So.

Loki: *sighs* You look fine.

Thor: *unconvinced nodding*

Loki: Better than fine. Better than everything. Distractingly handsome. Please take your diversion of a self to wherever Strange might be hiding so he won’t notice when I steal all his books.

Thor: *dreamy blushing*