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UN as Puck: R. Goodfellow |UN as Owen: Anonymous

"I'm an honest Puck, but one that isn't here. Leave a message and I'll answer as quick as the world can spin."

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[whose_son_am_i]

You were babbling, and trying to do any silly thing that came into your head. I'm sure in your sleep-deprived state it all made sense and seemed a good idea.

[Loki reached up and stroked part of Puck's hair.]

I intercepted you talking with Chise. Threw you over my shoulder, took your device, and put you to bed. And wrapped myself around you to ensure you stayed put. Thankfully, I didn't need to send you to sleep with magic as you were out soon enough.

[justdontgiveame]

[Puck leaned into Loki's hand slightly.] That explains things. I usually don't get tired enough to babble, but with how all of my magic has been acting up I'm glad that's all that happened.

[He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.] So floating was my being carried. If I was babbling about things, then.. [He nodded.] I'm actually surprised I wasn't out before then. [Puck thought back and then shook his head.] Why am I remembering you speaking but it not making sense?

[whose_son_am_i]

Because I did mention you hadn't been sleeping well. You protested that you've been trying but it was the magic making it all weird. Given you'd been actively talking with Chise by means of the Oracles, I was explaining to her why the sudden interruption.

[Loki's finally going to move from laying down, only to move both hands to Puck's face and hair. Just smoothing along his lover's cheek, and fingers winding in his hair in affection.]

She seemed relieved you were being looked after. Before that, I believe you both were talking about cooking and food.

[justdontgiveame]

[Puck smiles at Loki for a second and then gives a small huff.] I should let her know I'm feeling better but that can happen later. [Still though, his cheeks are a little flushed. As Loki's fingers wind in his hair Puck nods.] It is the magic, but things feel like they're starting to calm back down compared to earlier.

[Puck reaches up with one of his hands and rests it near Loki's hairline before he starts to mirror Loki, trailing his own hands through the others' hair.]

[whose_son_am_i]

I'm glad things are calming on that front. I love chaos as much as the next Trickster, but it does vex me when it doesn't work the way I want something to when it's important.

[Leaning forward so that he was forehead-to-forehead with his lover, Loki closed his eyes in contentment.]

Chise knows you're in good hands with me. Just as she knows I'm in good hands with you, Puck.

[justdontgiveame]

Oh, that's more patience than I have! I've gotten vexed about magic for less.

[Puck smiled as Loki closed his eyes and kept playing with the other's hair.]

Then I won't let her know, because that would be redundant. But of course we're in good hands with each other. [Puck shifted his weight slightly. So all of the disconnected thoughts made enough sense. His shoulders relaxed.] Good. Things are explained and I don't feel like an idiot.

[whose_son_am_i]

[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.

[justdontgiveame]

[Puck did feel it which besides the love he had for Loki, made Puck want to spend time with him. He knew and didn't doubt that Loki accepted him. He sighed softly as Loki's hand stroked his cheek, and adjusted his own hands to keep playing in Loki's hair.]

It felt like I was drunk, if anything. But you're right, I'm not an idiot. And spending time with loved ones is very light compared to other things I've heard beings do when tired. There was an article about a chef who cooked a complete breakfast and then woke up in the middle of eating it. Can you imagine?