Magnus was reckless and totally stubborn, all of Valhalla told him that every day.

Magnus only bragged and named himself as insistent, which was clearly an understatement.

"Come on, I even searched Loki's kingdom to find this." He dramatizes, taking the burrito out of the foil, Of course, being lost in one of the busy cities, sitting on a cement embankment wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world, but Magnus didn't seem to mind, as long as you were by his side.

"Are you seriously not going to take a bite, dollface?" He said as he nodded to the burrito on tour hands, the nickname slipping from his lips even though you had already told him more than five times not to call you that, his words muffled slightly by the recent bite, the lettuce falling from his lips, he swallowed it like it was one of the best foods in the world, and for him it was.

"Beautiful, I almost got hit by a dove to get this snack." He admits as he runs the back of his hand across his chin, removing the mustard stains.