Summary: Things started off rocky, with a green sweater and a giant misunderstanding. But Loki finds it hard to regret your beginnings, since they’ve led you both here.
Warnings/Notes: Whoops, this is yet another callback of sorts, except it’s not for an earlier Lullaby. A few years ago, I wrote a smutty fic that started out with Loki misunderstanding the deeper meaning of a gorgeous green sweater that you wore, and of course things spiraled from there. You DO NOT need to read that smutty fic in order to understand this one, and, in fact, if you’re a minor, I don’t want you to read it at all. But if you’re of age and you remember the sweater story, this is meant to be the same characters. If you’re of age and you’ve got some extra time tonight and a desire to read the fic that inspired this one, it’s here: All in Green.
Disregard the Hypothetical
It started with a sweater. Cozy and over-sized, it covered a large portion of your body, shielding you from the crisp autumn air and from any hungry eyes that happened to land on you. Like his. He’d seen it for the first time at one of the movie nights in the Tower and, even when the lights were turned out, he couldn’t look away.
Because it was not just any sweater. It was green.
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