Loki

You lingered, restless, on the balcony as the storm fractured the city’s glow with streaks of lightning. “You always brood so beautifully,” came a voice from the shadows. Turning, you found Loki leaning against the doorway, a smirk curling his lips. “Uninvited as usual,” you replied, masking your racing heart. “Would you prefer I stayed away?” he asked, stepping closer, his emerald gaze locking onto yours. As thunder roared, so did the unspoken pull between you.