Open post, we suppose

[notwocouches]

Loki is outside-- lying on his stomach in a small meadow from which the snow has almost entirely receeded and in which several clumps of snowdrops are blooming. He holds in his hands a smooth cedar puzzle box, gleaming in the sunlight, which he will be attempting to open soon, but not yet.

He is smiling.

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[homo_lettuce]

*squints his nose distastefully at the snow, carefully laying down a blanket before daring to sit on the soggy ground, watching Loki with a thoughtful smile* Hey, lover.

[notwocouches]

*turns his face upwards to grin at Set* Hey.

[homo_lettuce]

*leans over to kiss him* Miss me?

[notwocouches]

*kisses back, rather feircely* Like flowers in January.