[ His face goes through a myriad of minute expressions, flashing through too fast to truly get a glimpse. This was the second time Taako had said it and Loki knows it never gets easier over time, even repeatedly. No matter how much you mean it. Like a song, the strain of the melody leaves you aching, gone before you can commit it to memory, but the memory of it is so vast that it encompasses everything you are.
But his hands move to cup Taako's face tenderly as Loki presses a kiss to his forehead, much like Thor would do for him. ]
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But his hands move to cup Taako's face tenderly as Loki presses a kiss to his forehead, much like Thor would do for him. ]
You are the greatest gift I have ever had.