[ he curls his fingers into the fur on loki's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing, helplessly grateful for the security of the hold. billy likes to think he's a pretty resilient person, especially since marrying, but the last few days have admittedly been trying.
he's quiet for a few moments as he hooks an ankle over one of loki's legs, his own breathing evening out. but just when it seems as if he's drifted off, he speaks up again. ]
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he's quiet for a few moments as he hooks an ankle over one of loki's legs, his own breathing evening out. but just when it seems as if he's drifted off, he speaks up again. ]
.. What if we can't go home?