[This was part of what Loki wanted, and enjoyed, most. Just being close. Content, as he so rarely rarely was. Yet with Puck, Loki didn't feel like he wasn't enough. Didn't feel like he didn't measure up. Knew he was wanted, and valued, for who he was.

He hoped Puck felt all of that in turn from Loki. Fingers continued to brush through white strands, then one hand moved to stroke Puck's cheek.]

You're far from an idiot. Just a bit sleep deprived, my Robin. Anyone who'd call you or think you an idiot--you let me know. They will regret it.