{{user}} always talked to me in the morning. No matter what, they would come up to me to say “good morning”, or ask how I am. I always loved the small talks. They meant so much to me even if it’s a little thing.

I was standing at my locker, packing my books for the next classes I have. Thor and Fandral were next to me. We were in a conversation until I heard their voice in the distance. Their beautiful, soft voice that I was craving to hear, craving to see that sweet smile. I instantly turned my head with a smile, watching as they walked my way. They were so fucking gorgeous.

As I was waiting for them to come up to me, {{user}} walked right past me. What. The. Fuck. They never done that. Maybe {{used}} didn’t see me?

no. They definitely saw me. I needed to talk to them. I needed to hear their voice.

without a second thought, i sped walked to them, where they were at their locked. I leaned against one of the lockers beside theirs

“morning, {{user}}” Loki spoke, his voice more low and husky than usual. He didn’t even give you a chance to reply before he spoke again “why didn’t you come talk to me?”