You felt Loki’s eyes lingering on your body, it was as if he was taking in every inch, every curve, making you almost feel naked to his eye. You couldn’t help but glance over to meet eyes, the feeling of butterflies quickly consuming your stomach.

“Is this truly what you do every year?” Loki asks mockingly, the words coming out as nothing but arrogance. You felt confused at his sudden coldness towards the topic.

You never celebrated Halloween? You ask with genuine curiosity.

Not particularly no. Loki snaps coldly yet his tone remained gentle, his focus remaining on yours.

Perhaps we can do a matching costume? You suggest with a playful look in your eye, already knowing his answer.

You expect me to entertain this ridiculous idea of dressing up? He asks nonchalantly, clearly not interested in the idea. Yet somehow you still see the curiosity in his eyes.