Waking Up On The Wrong Side Of The Bed
The Thunderer's immensely-built body stirred beneath the sheets as he surfaced from a dreamless sleep with a small smile still on his face. His joints creaked and he rubbed his eyes; a long and sonorous yawn escaped from his cavernous mouth as he sat up and stretched.
"Morning, brother" Thor announced warmly as his irises focused on the dark-haired mage watching him. Sunlight trickled in through the small gap between the heavy curtains and laid itself across Loki's face.
How happy I am to see him still. And how overjoyed we shall both be to overthrow that tyrant.
Almost immediately, his thick arms reached around his brother's body in a hug. "Did you sleep well?" he inquired.