It's Strange. •Private• I Still Love You. •Raykay•

^{Loki grinned down at his sitting mother, placing the freshly baked marble cake on the small round table. "Got it!" He said happily. A fresh cut was decorated on his cheekbone, long and thin. "Mon amour! What happened to your face?" The mother asked with a disapproving sigh. "I accidentally fell on the way to get the cake and apparently your father thought it was as good idea to leave sharp sticks all over the floor to protect us from the zombies." He scowled, gesturing to the old man who came out the front doors with multiple sticks in hands. His eyes widened when the woman stood up, grabbing the chin and forcing him to look to the side. "You should be careful, if you scar your beautiful body mama won't be able to paint you." Multicoloured hair fell into his dark brown eyes as if expressing his depressed mood. "Yes mother, I'll try to do better." He said dully, removing his chin from her right grip and stepping backwards.}

^{"Lets go to the neighbors now." The mother said, taking the cake and gracefully walking across the street. Thinking of it now his mother had always looked extremely young, the perfect hourglass figure, long blonde hair, big blue eyes and flawless skin. Loki sighed stretching out as he walked across the street but paused when he saw a cat, or to be exact his cat. "You go on ahead, I want to say hello to Spider." He said, dashing to his hairless cat who was currently meowing for attention in the middle of the street. He picked the sphynx cat breed, walking over to his garden and starting to pet it lovingly. "Hey my little spider, how was your day?" he asked only getting a small meow in response. "Yes, yes. I have to go." He sighed pulling away and skipping to his mother who was waiting for him.}

<sup>Loki silently nodded towards his mother, continuing following her to the neighbors. Once hey finally made it he knocked loudly on the door, stepping back to link arms with his mother who happily complied. "Oh I can't wait!" Loki's mother said excitedly, French accent thick. "Du calme ! Ils ne peuvent pas même comme nous!" He said back with an amused expression making his mother pout and eagerly knock on the door.

(Mon amour- My love
Du calme ! Ils ne peuvent pas même comme nous ! - Quiet! (← Or can be translated to calm down) They may not even like us!)</sup>

<sup>The mother who somehow removed her hand from Loki's own grabbed Findley's hand and started to talk with a creepily determined smile. "That's alright, take this cake. My father made it." She stated holding out the cake while rather rudely invite herself inside and place the cake on the kitchen counter. Loki who stayed outside like any normal person would looked towards Mason with a blank expression, the long slash on his cheekbone still leaking out crimson red blood. With a slight frown he took one of the others pale hands in a forceful manner, automatically sensing that the other wasn't enjoying it inside here anymore then he was. "Mama. Nous serons à l’extérieur." He told his mother in French who was currently cutting the cake with a sharp kitchen knife shivering when he saw the glare she was shooting him, clearly remembering having to run away from her because she was mad at him while holding a kitchen knife a few months ago.

"Quickly before she tries chasing after us with the knife." Loki whispered, pulling the male out the front door then letting go of the hand to simply stare at the other trying to figure out the correct word to describe the others personality. "Asshole? No that's not it." He mumbled to himself, running a thumb over his plump looking lips as an newly discovered habit he did whenever he was deep in thought. "A brat? Yes sounds perfect." He hummed, his attention only taken off the male to look down at a something rubbing against his leg. "Spider?" He questioned, clearly surprised as he picked up the hairless cat so it didn't try jumping on him.</sup>

^{Loki stroked the cats head, turning his attention back to the other. "Did i perhaps read the signs wrong and you wanted to stay in there?" He asked with a slight frown and tilted head.}

<sup>Loki looked at him strangely, protectively pulling he cat closer to his chest when he noticed the male was inspecting it with a sightly haughty face. "Why did I move here?" He repeated uncertainly, because his mother demanded they move it there mansion and live where other teenagers were? No way, he couldn't say that. "Better work opportunities for my mother and father." He said, well it was the half truth so it shouldn't be a problem. He looked down, playing with a loose strand of fabric coming from Spider's blue sweater that he was wearing. "If you want to leave please do. There's no point in you making meaningless conversations with me anyways." He said, even though it sounded rude he wasn't meaning to be. It just came out that way. Loki sighed as he bent down, placing the hairless cat on the ground and watching it jump away.

The blond and black haired boy straightened out, a blush forming on his pale cheeks as he looked up at Mason. "Your hair. It looks fluffy." He said, finding a sudden urge to pet it like he would touch a cat. He only snapped out of his trance like state when he felt a tickling sensation run down his face. Loki narrowed his eyes when he brought a hand up to his cheek bones, scanning his overtops that were covered in blood. "I'll kill that old man when I get the chance to." He quietly growled, using the back of his hand to wipe away any old and new blood.</sup>

^{Loki watched the taller boy leave before turning his attention to the ground, rocking on his feet while waiting for his mother. Did I say something wrong? Should I go to him tomorrow morning and say hello? No that just be needy. Well whatever, I'm only staying here until mother gets tired of being around these types of people. A year at the most. He tilted his head towards his mother when he heard her approaching. "So how did it go?" The boy asked while wrapping on arm around the waist to help her walk across the street in her six inch high heels. "Ah, it was fine. The boy was really sweet." His mother smiled sweetly making the teen wrinkle up his nose. "Yes. There alright." He lied with a soft sigh.}

^{When he helped his mother inside before escaping to the kitchen, grabbing two bananas and chocolate spread without hesitation. He scrunched up his nose grabbing a pack of Band-Aids. Later today I'll have to pose for mothers painting, I hope it won't take long I have homework that I have to do. Clicking his tongue he ran up the stairs to his room and placed his snacks and Band-Aids on the bed. He glanced around his room, it was quite small compared to his last one. Black fluffy carpet, stainless white walls with a large black tree wall sticker. He hadn't yet packed out most his boxes but so far there was a double bed that had his laptop placed lazily on it, a wardrobe, and bunch of clothing scattered around the floor. Loki walked to his window, carefully opening them up to let the cool breeze looking around for a moment. Ah, he could see Mason's house from here. Well that was to be expected considering they lived across from each other but it still pissed him off.}

^{May as well get something comfortable then I'll watch a anime. He silently told himself while trotting to a black long sleeve shirt on the floor then throwing it onto his bed beside, stripping both his pants and shirt leaving him in his plain black boxers. His body wasn't anything special, it was rather scrawny and feminine. His pale skin was smooth and he naturally had no body hair which was both a blessing and a curse. He looked to the ceiling while sighing through his nose. He forced a smile on his face, running a hand through his multicoloured hair. "A year at the most." He nodded jumping on his bed, quickly pulling on his long sleeve shirt then grabbing the Band-Aids, ripping one out then placing it over the cut with hesitation. He hated putting anything near his eyes, though it may have been because of when he saw a eyeless man in a hospital.}

^{He rolled his lip in between his teeth, putting on his glasses that were thrown beside his laptop. Loki narrowed his brown eyes clicking on a site with a hum. "What shall I watch today?" He asked himself scrolling through the suggestions, nothing. Absolutely nothing to watch. The teen scowled, grabbing one of the two bananas then the chocolate. "How boring... Maybe I do need some friends?" He asked himself quietly making him wrinkle his nose. No, making friends mean he would get attached.}

<sub>Loki puffed out his cheeks, looking down at his phone. A text message from his ex saying he was outside the house. He dashed to his window looking down to find a motorbike parked outside with a figure leaning against it. The dark haired male outside smirked when he noticed the teen looking down at him. Throwing his hands up in defeat he scowled marching downstairs to where his mother was unpacking the lounge. "Mother! Did you tell Caine where our new house is?" He asked desperately making her smile and nod. "Yes I did. Did I do something wrong?" The boy with dual coloured hair groaned walking outside in his long sleeve black shirt and baggy underwear, only stopping when he was in front of the tall male with slicked black hair and multiple tattoos on his neck and arms.

"What do you want, Caine?" Loki asked, his scowl deepening when a arm was wrapped around his waist and pulled closer to the torso. "What I can't visit my EX as an attempt to get back together?" The male asked pulling out a single red rose from his jacket making the boy smile, he was always so soft for men that had the 'bad boy' vibe. "Fine, I'll consider it." The teen mumbled, humming in surprise when he was placed on the motorbike he pushed up his glasses with a index finger as he listened to the other talked. "It's so funny, even though your sitting on something tall your still too fuckin' short." The male with multiple tattoos grinned at Loki's horrified reaction. "Shut up old man. I'm actually only five inches below the average height of a male, and there is a cha-" He got cut off by a gloved hand being placed over his mouth. "Ssh dear, you talk too much." The older purred, removing his hand and leaning in for a kiss. "In your dreams, asshole." The boy with multicoloured hair snapped, placing a hand on the nineteen year olds forehead and pushing him back.

Loki smiled sweetly when he looked down at the red rose then back at Caine. "Fine one kiss, just make sure it's small and the neighbors don't see." He mumbled making the other grin sadistically down at him. "Why do you have someone you like?" Caine asked, gripping the boys chin and pulling the head closer. "So what if I do? Nothing you have do about it." He snarled, being pulled into a heated lip lock within seconds later.</sub>

_{The boy with multicoloured hair never closed his eyes, simply narrowed them while running a hand through the black hair. Just like he had thought, nothing was special about the kiss. It was rather dull in his opinion. But once again it really didn't matter, he was going to let Caine think he was falling in love with him then suddenly break up. The teen pulled away from the kiss with a giggle. "You made my hair all messy." He stated, fixing both his hair and glasses.}

^{Loki gasped as he was picked up and carried into the house, dangling his feet in the air as they walked. "Jesus Christ Caine warn me next time." He playfully scowled, checking his watch with a short sigh. Why is it still so boring? Maybe I just need someone else to play with? The question is who though? He wondered to himself, watching with half lidded eyes as they walked to his room, quickly throwing the red rose onto his bed for safe keeping. He wrapped his legs around the waist, allowing his neck to be attacked with kisses as he looked out the window his gaze landing on two figures with linked hands and a dog. It took him a moment to realise who they were, but as soon as he did unwanted jealously burnt through his body.}

^{Jealously was a strange emotion, one that he wasn't used to. All of a sudden he didn't want to be with Caine or have anything to do with anyone, just be alone to collect his thoughts. "Caine, stop I don't want to do this anymore." Loki said firmly, making the older male let out a muffled 'hmm?' "I said stop." He snapped letting out a shocked hum as teeth sunk into his pale flesh, only with enough force to make him bleed. And God he loved the pain it brought him. Seconds later he was dropped with a loud 'thud'. "Fine. Call me when you make up your fucking mind." The nineteen year old snarled, lips stained with Loki's blood.}

^{Loki scrambled up when the older left, still shocked from what just happened. He dashed to the window to watch the other leave, fingertips drifting over the spot that was bitten. He shivered when he felt the crimson liquid run down his neck and shoulder. "Jackass." He mumbled walking over to the pack of Band-Aids then to his bathroom where he carefully cleaned the bruise and bite until it almost stopped bleeding.}

<sup>(Just gonna timeskip to morning)

Loki sighed running a hand through his messy hair, his face inside a tight scowl. "I'm so not looking forward to this." He mumbled jumping up and stumbling over to his plain black jeans. The teen picked up a oversized gray hoodie, pulling it over his long sleeved shirt then buttoned up his jeans with a hum of approval. I think I'll skip today, maybe go to the town to explore. It should be better then spending a whole day with a bunch of immature idiots. He scrunched up his nose at the thought. Making his way to the bathroom where he washed his face and brushed his teeth. Loki stared into the bathrooms mirror, reaching a hand up to his neck to examine it. Good the lovebite from yesterday was covered by his large hoodie if placed correctly. Rubbing his eye with a balled fist and grabbing his backpack that had inside a bottle of water and his wallet before walking downstairs. Mother was at work judging from all the notes she had left on the fridge and counter while his step father was still asleep.</sup>

^{Clicking his tongue the teenager pulled out some wet cat food from the cupboards, opening the can and placing the fish scented food inside the cat's bowel. He nibbled his lip decidingly, should he take a snack for later? Well he needed to choose quickly before his stepfather came downstairs and tried to make a conversation. The boy with multicoloured hair grabbed the bars of chocolate from the cupboards stuffing it into his backpack before dashing out the house. There was no need to take keys, his mother would probably be back by four o'clock anywho. "Where is the town?" He wondered to himself humming as he skipped away down the street, having no destination in mind. I wonder if there's a park nearby? It's likely that there is considering how much children there are around. Loki's head shot up when he heard a dog barking, chills of disgust running up his spine.}

<sup>Loki sighed, brushing his hair out his brown eyes as he continued walking. He looked around straightening interest when he saw a park inside a dog park. "If I go in there I may get eaten by a dog." He told himself, bringing a hand up to calm his messy hair.

(Sorry for late reply, also just a warning I'll be extremely inactive in April)</sup>

<sup>Loki tilted his head to watch the familiar figure walking a dog. He looked to the dog then to the owner, slightly narrowing his eyes to figure out who the man was. "Ah, the guy with fluffy hair." He realised a little too loudly. Eyes widened in horror when the words slipped from his mouth making him place a hand over his mouth coughing nervously. Last thing he needed was to get in a fight with someone who looked as if they could make him fall to the ground with one hit. He embarrassedly shuffled to the dog park, pausing for a moment to look towards Mason. Opening his mouth to say hello but shyly closed it in a flash, a blush dusting over his pale cheeks as he made his way towards the playground.

Loki sat on the swing happily pushing himself in a slow pace, shivering at the cold breeze and letting out a quiet dry sneeze. It must be all the travelling that's making me get sick. How troublesome. He let out a 'tch' as he swung himself with a little more forcee then last time. He lazily jumped off the swing and looked up to the cloudy sky it looked as if it was about to rain. The teenager muttered out curses in French when he noticed a few drops of rain falling from the sky and landing on his outstretched arm.

I love rain but really? It had to come now when I'm locked out the house? I could try to break in? Usually mother leaves a window or two open for the cat, then that man closes them. So no luck there, maybe I could try knocking? Nope no one would be home. He sighed through his nose with a slight pout, running under a large weeping willow tree as an attempt to get shelter. Loki grumbled running a hand through his slight damp hair as he stood there like a lost puppy, unsure of where to go or what to do.</sup>

Loki sighed in defeat tapping his foot on the wet ground when someone approached the tree he didn't pay any attention, it was probably someone trying to get out the rain anyways. The boy looked down to the man's shoes that started to talk to him, his eyes showing no interest in what the male was saying. At first he ignored the male but as soon as the teen recognised the voice his head shot up in alarm. "Locked out?" He repeated uncertainly, he wasn't used to such kind offers. Usually people would throw rubbish and shout insults at him. He nervously fiddled with some loose strands on his sleeve deciding on awnser.

Either staying out here and catching a bad cold or go with his classmate that he was a quote 'prick' to and get warm. "Um, sure I would like that." He mumbled out shyly. Even though Loki could come off as rude he was rather shy. "Unless your not okay with that?" He offered a chance for the light haired male to escape and honestly he wouldn't take it personally if the other decided to turn around and leave him.

(Rushed)

Loki took off his shoes with a sigh. If he could he would happily strip his wet hoodie but then there was always a risk of the other seeing the love bite which seemed far more embarrassing then getting a simple cold. He looked towards the cat but decided to not to approach until it proved that it was friendly mouth to stroke. Unlike his sphynx cat breed it loved to be held and bathed. He snapped back intro reality when he heard what the male say about changing. "Hmm okay?" He said as a response to the male saying he was going to get dressed, going to the lounge and sitting on the floor leaning against a couch.

Loki rubbed his eye sleepily, the other was taking a long time and there really wasn't anything to day. Maybe he should try to go nap. His eyes fluttered closed in a peaceful manner his breaths turning into calm peaceful ones. Of course the moment had to be ruined by Mason walking down the stairs. "Welcome back." He said, bringing his knees to his chest as of trying to make himself smaller