It's a bloodsport [Clopin/Jim]

The trickster couldn't find anything else to say at this point, knowing it was meaningless to argue with the Jester. As much as the man stated to know what was best, Loki for once, couldn't agree with him. Best for his health, chances of surviing? Then, sure, yeah. But not for the trickster already crumbling mind. It's not that he really cared for the people he hurt or fell victim to his powers, no he was to selfish for that... As much as he enjoyed living, that didn't mean he enjoyd taking someone elses life to prolong his own. It remined him of the 'failed experiment' that he was, of what a waste of time and dissapointent he turned out to be. 
He was helpless, useless. A cast-away and failed project.
He closed his eyes as they started to stung, pressing his forhead against Clopin's shoulder as the man carried him off. I don't want to be dependant on ''stealing''. 

Loki blinked a couple of times when they reached their destination, trying to see insdie the dark and broekn down building they had enterd. At first, he simply gave the woman who appeard out of the shadows a tired look,only tensing up in fear when she began to speak. Panic hit the small teen, and immediently he tried to wriggle himself free from the Jester's hold on him. No, he thought with anger and disgust as he cast a quick look at woman. No, no, no! 
He gave Clopin another pleading look, glancing between the two people and the exict in growing panic and anger while trying to find the sreanght to get free. His whole body was partically screaming in pain, and the blood had begun to trail down both his nose and mouth once again, but he didn't care. He just needed to get out of there, to somewhere.... someone who could help him... 


Jim.

Realiztation hit the trickster, and felt a small welling hope at just the thought of the older troublemaker who now matter what Loki did to him, had the younger's back. Jim would help him, right? He always did.
But the still clear part of his mind reached out, forcing him to realize that he was just being stuipid at this point. Jim wans't there, and if he wanted to keep on living for another couple years, he would have to go through with this. 
Loki then went compeltley still, just inhaling deeply with his back still turned to the sad woman awating her faith. "Please Clopin," he tried one last time. "Please no."

Clarice just continued to stare over at the boy that Clopin had brought to her, watching blankly how the boy just continued to struggle. Clopin widened his eyes as the young trickster began to struggle in his arms, worsening his condition even more. “Loki!” he sternly said the male’s name, as he tried to keep the younger male still. Why didn’t this blasted kid know that this was for his own good!? “You’re hurting yourself even more!” he hissed under his breath, getting annoyed with the pitiful teenager. He tensed a bit as the younger male finally came to a halt, stilling in his arms. It was the last straw for the illusionist at hearing the young male’s plea.


He let the young trickster go, but stood in his way of the exit. His dark violet eyes casted a disappointed, angry gaze upon the trickster. As his powers grasped at the thoughts of the trickster, Clopin just shook his head a bit. “You want to leave. Fine. Go ahead.” He coldly remarked as he stepped out of the male’s way to the exit. He paused for a moment before letting out a deep breath. “Go back to Jim and let him watch you waste away right in front of him.” Clopin commented in a harsh, sad laced tone as he gestured to the exit. “I know this hurts you Loki. But you’re only hurting yourself and others more if you don’t go along with this already.” He softly remarked, casting his softening glare from the trickster to the exit. It was the male’s choice. The Jester shouldn’t even be trying to force the male to do this. But if he didn’t, then the trickster would just worsen. He didn't want to be cold towards him either. Yet if the trickster wanted to act like this. Then so be it. "I'm sorry to have bothered you, Clarice." he added in an apologetic tone, not glancing over at the woman. She just stood there in the same position, her glossy gaze settled still upon the young male still.

Loki didn't move for a while, just stood there in a frightently still manner with his head lowered and just letting Clopin's words sink in. He didn't know what hurt the most when hearing the man's words, the fatc that he was right, or how he talked to the trickster in the same way those scientists did. The teen took another deep, trembling breathe, paying no mind to the blood still trailing down his face and dripping down to the dirty floor below them.


Just do what you're told, Lukas.

His fist clenched tightly.


It's for your own good.

The trembling in his body slowly came to a stop, numbness instead begining to kick in. 


...you're only hurting others-


"Fine."
Loki looked up, staring coldly at the woman still waiting for him to end her misery, and then up at Clopin. There was still no trace of that playfull and michevious trickster, but neither was that broken and desperate part he had been justa few seconds ago. Instead, his green eyes not only had a much darker shade than usual, but held something so dark and hateful to them the boy's whole precensse felt like someone else entierly. The annoying and attention demanding boy wasn't there anymore, instead there just a shadow of him, thirsting for blood to keep itself alive.
Turing his attention back to Clarice, Loki stumbled over to her, the closer her got the heavier the aura around him got. "I'll gladly take your life ma'am," he began in what sounded a gentle voice, wipping off soem blood from his lips as he stopped infront of her. "The life that your loved ones fought so hard for, and you're so willingly to cast away."
His bloodstained hand craddled her cheek, and the proceed to smear out the red liquid mockingly across her face. A smirk made it's way to the teen's face, and he roughly wrapped his hand over her yaw and yanekd her down to his eyelevel. "Don't worry though, I'll make sure to use your remining life-force very well~" he cackled, his green eyes begining to glow dangerously as he forced her down to her knees, wrapping his scrawny fingers around her head and digged in. 
The effect were almost immediate, he could already feel pain in his body being drained out of him, while the woman in turn only felt something crawling and tearing ehr apart from the inside. This woman was still strong, and would have lived a much longer life if she had wished too... and yet she still decided to throw it away. Because of loneliness?

The teen then roughly pushed her down to the floor, catching himself as he stumbled over her body and placing a hand over his stomach. "...hope you're happy with your choice," he mutterd darkly, straighing up and adjusting his clothes now that he could once again move properly. "Enjoy your last week writhing in agony."
Clarice would die a slow, unimagible death, feeling her organs die out one by one while being unable to move or even see properly. And Loki didn't feel sorry for the kind, sad woman at all. 
Castign ehr one last look, he wordlessly turned toward the exict, not giving Clopin as much as glance as he passed him. The drugs of cousse, where still in system and, but other than that Loki was out of reach of death's clutches once more. But he still felt sick... and so very weak. He wuldn't eb abel to look the Jester in the eye for a while he feared, not out of regrett for his actions, but of anger for what he was made to do.
Pulling his hood over his head, he stepped outside of the building, wipping off the rest of now almost dried off blood from his face with hsi sleeve. I need... someone.
It stung behind his eyelids, but tried to ignore it once again while dragging himself away from yet another place that would now haunt him.

Clopin tensed a bit as the trickster had finally agreed to do so. Though his gaze upon the younger male didn’t even falter at the sight of the trickster’s new expression. Sure, it was tough to see someone that he cared about to look at him with such hate. But Clopin was tougher due to his past. He was used to cold gazes and such. So the older male just stood there silently as he watched the scene play out with the trickster swapping his health for the woman’s health. Seeing how the trickster spoke and handled the woman as well. She had been warned of course. So she had been prepared for whatever sadism she’d face from the trickster. Though Clopin could swear that he could see a flash of fear appear in her eyes before it was wiped away quickly.


After the trickster was done with swapping his health with the woman, Clopin’s gaze just followed the younger male as he passed by the Jester without even casting a glance at him. “So cold.” He muttered to himself in a sarcastic amused tone, as the younger male left the building through the exit. He couldn’t really say that he hadn’t deserved it after all. The younger male had pleaded him so many times. And yet, Clopin had guilt tripped him in doing so. “Oh well. Life’s hard, go to do what you can do to survive,” he mused to himself as he glanced over at the shivering body that was Clarice. “I-I’ve done my part,” she murmured in a shaky, tone as she barely glanced up over at Clopin. The jester couldn’t help, but roll his eyes at the reminder. “And I’ll thank you with a quicker payment.” He remarked back down to Clarice as he formed a silent pistol out of midair. “Tell your loved ones, that I send my regards!” he quickly exclaimed with a semi-smile before shooting the woman in the forehead swiftly. She hadn’t wanted to a slow death. And Clopin didn’t want someone moping around almost dead and perhaps spilling about the trickster’s powers. Everybody was happy, well if you disregarded the trickster that is. “And now to clean up.” He murmured under his breath in annoyance. 

Jim knew there was another exit to the hideout, but had always kept his mind careful around the Jester whenever he was here. The Jester would be pretty pissed that the older troublemaker had snooped around his hideout. He had been right that the Jester had took Loki out that exit way as well, having had caught sight of them from his hiding spot. But while following them, Jim had reluctantly lost them both in the streets of Japan town. “Just perfect,” he murmured to himself as he walked the streets of Japan town, wondering where the Jester had taken his friend. Did the old man know some special healer that Jim didn’t know about? Or something? Jeez, it was frustrating to be out of the loop. Jim thought to himself as he rubbed the back of his neck a bit. Before stuffing both of his hands into the pockets of his rustic, old black jacket and letting out a deep sigh.

Damn clown... the teen thought bitterly to himself, kicking away at rocks and trash that appeard in his way as he stumbled through the streets. As big as the relief was of beign able to walk on his own abd reathe normally, Loki still couldn't claim to be all recoverd. Now that he was clear in the head (sort off) he could feel the effect of those drugs more clearly. And he was freaken starving. 
"Hush you," he scolded his growling stomach, almost tripping over himself when he felt something cracking beeneth his feet. Looking down, he stared blankly into the broken piceses of glass, for the for time since a good while aback, taking notice of his reflection. If he was pale before, he looked fine now. His eyes were awake and focused, and he wasn't trembling or looking ready to collapse anymore either. He pretty much looked back to normal. His messy hair or tattered clothes, along with the bloodstains on his face, were not exactly somethig out fot he ordinary for him. 
I'm a mess no matter what, he thought dryly, chuckling under his breathe to himself and continuing on his walk. 
He'd rather not spend time around the Jester for now, or a couple of days ahead. He really felt the need to cool down, before he'd do soemthing else he'd regrett. He was mad at Clopin, yet at the same time not. He was alive now, and again that was thanks to mad-man in a way. But... still. 

He let out a tired sigh, rubbing his head in slight frustration. He'd normally pop up at Jim's place to crash whenever he felt like it, no matte what Milo had to say about it. But after that incident bakc at the alley, and what took place just now... The older teen would probably want his own space, away from the trickster for a while. Just beacuse he had been concernd over him didn't mean Jimbo wanted to deal with his sorry ass. 
Loki frowned, coming to a halt and just staring down at his feet in silence. I miss that dense blockhead...
And then, as if on cue, he heard the familiar voice muttering something just around the corner. The trickster stood still, debating with himself if he should leave or jump into the older boy's arms and saying soemthing typical 'Loki-like' thing.
....
Well, what better way to assure his friend that evrything was 'ok' for now?

"Jiminy~" Thin arms suddenly wrapped themself around Jim's shoulders from behind him,shortly follwoed by a couple of legs doing the same around his waist. The trickster laughed in that typical way of his, the one that often promised headaches or trouble to soon follow. "Here to offer me a piggyback ride?? "How very thoughtful, my legs just fell asleep," he sang happily in the young man's ear, resting his chin on Jim's shoulder.

Once Jim rounded around the corner, he heard a familiar voice calling out an annoying nickname before he felt a pair of arms around his shoulder and legs around his waist. He tensed a bit at the familiar laugh, before glancing behind his shoulder at the trickster. He blinked in surprised at the sight of the chipper, and healthy looking Loki. If he disregarded the blood upon the trickster that is. His ears ranged as the younger male sung the remarks into his ear in a chipper tone. Looks like someone is back to normal somehow, Jim thought to himself in relief. Though now his ear was going to hurt a lot more today. 

"Well don't you look better. Guess Clopin did know the trick." Jim remarked, quirking an eyebrow at the younger male. He wasn't going to really ask of how the jester got the trickster better. Jim was still a bit terrified of the man from his earlier threats of not questioning him and the situation. He slowly brought up his hand, flicking the younger male's nose harshly. "Welcome back, you little asshole." he muttered in a sincere, amused tone. He paused for a moment before letting out a deep sigh. "You best get the hell off my back. I still have the craving to sock you in the nose." he added in a warning tone, tapping his foot slightly on the ground to calm himself.

Loki let out a breathe he had been unware of holding, feeling relief wash over him when Jim didn't tyr to push him, or that he even seemed angry right then. So he grinned like he usally did, giving a shrugg and vlinged on his friend without plans of letting go. This felt nice... It's like it's always been... right?
He whined a little when Jim flickerd him on the nose, but only stuck out his tounge childihsly. "Thank you, ya blockhead," he replied back to the welcome, smiling at the sincere tone from Jim. Loki was content ight then, clinging onto his friends back and decidied to just enjooy the moment for another moment, until Jim of course had to ruin it. How ironic.
The trickster rolled his eyes at the older, still not making any plans of jumpig off. He happend to be comfortable up here, and the view is nice too~ Though he wans't to keen on getting an black eye or two, which he wouldn't deny deserving. "And here I thought you missed me," he pouted, just clinging onto Jim's shoulder tighter. Smirking, he moved his head until his lips were pressed agsint the older's ear. "'You're not a nuisance', that's what you said, remember?" he purred teasingly, slowly pulling his face away and resting his chin ontop of Jim's head, humming happily to himself.

Jim scowled a bit at the nickname, glaring slightly at the younger male. “Don’t call me a blockhead.” He grunted, rolling his eyes as Loki stuck out his tongue out childishly. “Better put that back in your mouth. Unless you don’t mind it being fried off with electricity?” he snickered in amusement, his tone laced with warning. Though it had been a soft warning due to seeing the content smile upon his friend’s face. Once again, the younger male didn’t want to listen to his warnings still. Didn’t this kid ever learn, Jim thought to himself as he scoffed a bit at the male’s remark of Jim missing him.

“Think we both know the answer to that, after all I still worried about ya back there.” Jim interjected, shrugging his shoulders slightly. Part of himself had not wanted to care about the trickster after that incident in the alley way. But he just couldn’t do that. After all he did care for the trickster, no matter how annoying and troublesome he was. Jim could just blame the Jester for introducing him to the midget. Though he didn’t regret it really.


His eyes widened a bit as he felt lips against his ear, hearing the younger male purr into his ear of a statement that Jim had stated some time ago. Jim quickly shook his head and rubbed a bit at his ear a bit, giving the trickster a quick glare. “Don’t do that, dammit! Geez…” he scowled to himself as he rubbed at his ear that felt a bit strange from what the trickster did. “I know what I said.” Jim grumbled, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, you mentioned that..." Loki murmured, glad Jim couldn't see his expression in their current position. He really wish he could take back what he did that night, feeling that big lump of guilt still there and refusing to dissapear. He hummed to himself, glacning down at the patch covering the injury on Jim's head. Without really thinking, the trickster moved his hand up to Jim's head, gently brusing his fingers agaisnt the patch. 
Maybe Jim would've grown concernd again, had he been abel to see the now vacant expression on the trickster's face. Loki wasn't 'ok', never really had been, he just pretended to be. But if that made Jim content, then he didn't mind keeping up the act. 

"You like it, stop being in denail," he chuckled foundly down at the older, moving his hand to the bwon hair instead and messing it up. Yawign slightly, he rested his chin back on Jim's shoulder, cuddling the older a little and again showing no plans of letting go and walking on his own two legs. "Just spoil me a little today, please?" he spoke agaisnt Jim's ear again, at the moment to tired and content to care of his actions.  "I need some painkillers, badly," he grimaced, pressing his forehead against Jim's cheek. "Don't suppose you've got any on you?"

Jim blinked in surprise as he felt fingertips brush against the patch covering his injury. “Doesn’t hurt much anymore.” He reassured the younger male, not really knowing why he had said that. The older male just couldn’t help but feel that something was still up between them both. It may feel the same speaking to the younger male like before, but it also felt that something was straining their friendship still. Well shit, I still don’t even know why he was upset before that incident. Jim thought to himself sourly of the past memories. Though it wasn’t the time to prod the other male with questions after trickster went through that sickness phase. Or whatever the male had just had earlier.


“Sheesh, you really like irking people.” He grumbled, shaking his head as the younger male messed his hair up. “Quit that! I’m not an animal.” Jim grunted under his breath as he was about to turn his head to glare at the younger male, but didn’t as he felt the trickster rested his chin upon his shoulder, yawning. His cheeks heated a bit as he felt the male’s lips against his ear again, but it didn’t bother him that much after later due to the male’s tone. “…Spoiled brat.” He muttered under his breath in a soft, amused tone, as he didn’t even shake the male off of his back. At the mention of painkillers, the older male couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at the question. “Of course I do. Though I got them stashed over at Milo’s place,” he answered with a slight smile as he brought his hand up again and flicked the side of the male's head. "So stop the whining."

"Yes you are," Loki insisted, giving Jim's head gentle but firm pat with an all to happy grin. "You're an oversized Teddy-Bear~" The trickster nodded to himself at the thought, not for the first time picturing Jimbo in a bear suit. Next time they got wasted, he'll have to try and get Jim into one of those costumes. Hilarious and black-mail material~
He smiled genunly to himself when Jim called him a spoiled brat, not denying waht was fact, and let out a soft sigh. So, apparently the grumpy teen wasn't gonna shake him off this time, and just give Loki a 'free ride', so he better make the most of it.
He made whinning noise anyway when Jim flicked him on the forehead again, but being in such a content mood for the moment, he only pressed his cheek agasint the back of Jim's neck with a small sigh. "...could I crash at your place?"
Loki wasn't one to ask for permission, always just popping up at Milo's doorstep and inviting himself in as if he lived there, staying as long as he felt like and then left when found something else to do. But now, the trickster felt the need to ask first, and if Jim told him to buzz off he wouldn't complain or whine.

Loki had no problem seeing himself as a fox, and obviously wasn't offended by that remark. Instead he just grinned wickeldy to himself, absently playing around with some of Jim's brown hair. "Yes, i'm rather foxy, I'm aware~"
They should both just dress up as animals when they're shitfaced. 

For the second time that during this conversation, Loki felt a small relief wash over him when Jim allowed him to stay. He didn't even realize how tense his shoulders was during the short moment of silence before his friend replied. He snickerd to himself, guessing the older had been questing himself why the trickster even botherd to ask first. Since when did Loki even ask for such thing as permission? 
He blinked, feeling his eyelids grow heavy. "Thanks Jiminy, but I won't make any promises I cna't keep," he stated, yawning lightly before going back to his snuggling mode. Hard to belive Jim was such a comfy and huggable person. Well, that whore and her friends surely knew...
He mentally shaked his head as that thoguth tried to settle in, asking hismelf why he kept ruining every litle good moment. 
"I'll just give him a kiss, that'll keep him away for a while," Loki perked up, poking Jim's cheek. "Unless I keep asking for more, then he'll murder me and feed my leftovers to the fishes," he giggled as an after thought.

Jim scowled more as the younger male continued to play around with his hair. “Geez, quit playing with my hair.” He grumbled, shaking his head a bit. Though he had to admit that it felt a bit calming and annoying at the same time. "You'e sneaky and sly as a fox. And so small as well." Jim remarked in an amused cheeky tone. Such an animal would suit the younger male, Jim had to admit. 


He sighed softly as the trickster’s comment. “Surely you can keep it for a few hours,” he scoffed a bit, smiling slightly at the male’s yawning. He blinked a bit as the male commented on giving Milo a kiss to keep him away. “Aww man, you’re going to cheat on me with my cousin? How devastating,” he groaned in a sarcastic, teasingly tone. A smirk forming along his lips. “Better watch it. My cousin will get you one day.” He added as a little warning side note. Such as blackmail, Jim thought to himself about his cousin’s powers.

Loki pouted a little at the 'small' comment, and as payback pulled at Jim's hair. He wans't offended, he stpped carign about his lacking height years ago. Jimbo was just jealous Loki looked good no matter what he lacked in or did. "I'm often being refferd to as a snake though," he mused, patting the older's head gently after the rough tugg. 

He gave a sleepy hum to Jim's scoff, indicaing that 'duh he could keep it for a few hours'. He's pulled off all-nighters before without problem. Although, lack of sleep never did any good to his over-working brain. No matter, just give him something sweet and he'll be up for hours without problem~
But he closed his eyes anyways, with his forehead comfortably nestled against the crook of Jim's neck. Only to quickly blink them back open.
Obviously, he knew Jim was joking, just playing with the trickster's childish anticts like he did at times. Still, something about what he said just irked him somehow, giving him the strong urge to take their long running joke further. He let out chuckle, which was muffled by the older's shirt. Jiminy brought this on himself~


"I wouldn't mind much when he does though." That purr from before was back as the trickster spoke this time, slowly letting his fingers run through Jim's hair in a sensuall manner. "Like you said once, it always sounds like I have crush on him. Quite possible that I do, I have thing for dorks with attitudes after all."
Much like before, Loki's mouth was almost pressed against Jim's ear as he spoke, only this time he deliberately let his lips brush against the skin teasingly, making sure his breathe trailed down Jim's neck. "I'd just lay back and take any punishemt he'd give me like a good little boy~" 
His hand then stopped it's movements for a second, only to move down under Jim's chin and pulling his head slightly until they could look the other in eye. "Don't worry though," the trickster beamed, their faces barely even inches apart now. "No one could replace a blockhead like you."
And then he pinched Jim's nose hard, only to start laughing in delight at the older's expression shortly after.

Jim flinched a bit as his hair is pulled, hissing softly at the trickster. “Oi! I’m not a masochist…” he hissed through gritted teeth as the trickster soon enough patted his head gently. He rolled his eyes at the snake remark. “Like a pesky garden snake?” he snickered, already comparing the younger male to a snake quickly.
 
He furrowed his eyes as he felt the male chuckle against his shirt, wondering if his teasing was amusing the other younger male that much. His eyes started to widen as he felt the male’s fingers ran through his hair sensually and heard that sensual purr against his ear from before. A pinch of irritation gnawed at Jim from the inside as Loki continued on about thinking that he might have a crush on the troublemaker’s cousin. He wasn’t sure to why he was getting annoyed by this. They were both just playing around, since it was just a joke. “So you are a masochist,” he interjected in a sarcastic tone, though slightly believing himself as he said that. That little rumor is starting to make some sense, Jim thought to himself sourly.
 
Suddenly he felt the younger male’s lips brush against his skin, shivering a bit as he felt the males breathe down his neck. This was becoming a bit strange and awkward for the older troublemaker. Now he knew how his cousin felt when the trickster kept on messing with him. Though he wasn’t objecting much to it, finding it a bit arousing really. Oh great, his friend was arousing him. Wasn’t that just perfect!? This isn’t weird at all, Jim thought to himself as he made a small face at the punishment comment. He couldn’t see the trickster doing that at all. And never did really. Instantly, at the feeling of the male’s hand underneath his chin, Jim froze as his head was turned slightly until both of their gazes met. He couldn’t help the heat in his cheeks rising a bit. But suddenly all of the arousing feeling that he had, had just diminished when the trickster pinched his nose hard and started laughing out in delight.
 

His expression was of surprise then quickly formed in an expression of annoyance. “You’re not my cousin’s type.” He grunted before gripping Loki’s hand and pulling it off of his nose. He paused for a moment before leaning up slightly and kissing the younger male on the lips for mere seconds before pulling back. Jim gave the trickster a devilish smirk, before turning his head away. “That’s what ya get for teasing me.”The older troublemaker couldn't really figure out in his head to why he had kissed the male. Jim should've have shocked the younger male for teasing him like that and what kept sprouting about Milo. Well this was one fail in his life that he was never going to live down.

Loki's laughter of pure delight and amusment was cut short, and was doing a quick little prayer in his mind when Jim grabbed hold of his hand. Shit, this is it, he thought while grinning down  smugly at the older's face, gulping while trying to mentally prepare for the pain he'd was about to recive. I'm gonna die~
The pain he was so sure he'd get however, never came. Instead, he felt Jim's lips pressed against his own. It was for only a mere seconds, but the feeling of those lips lingered on, and for the first time since ever,the trickster couldn't do anything but stare. 
Teasing? He thought, still a little doumbfounded, but quickly reminded himself what they had just been doing. Right, right, they were joking around. That's what they ahd been doing, the trickster thoguth to himself with a roll of his eyes. 

"Aw Jimbo, 'payback' without violence involed really ain't your thing," he sighed, a small smirk crawling back on to the trickster face. He snickerd, pretty sure the older must've been regretting his actions now... While Loki didn't mind the little stolen kiss, he was still surprised the older male hadn't fried him with an electric shock. He rather Jim doing that, than regretting something he does to him afterwards.
"What was that 'kiss' suppose to be though? Felt like a scared, unexpericed virign," Loki stated with a an unimpressed expression. "Pfft. How sad," he mocked, pressing their cheeks titgly together, his hand back to wrapping itself in Jim's hair. "This is how it's done."
Their lips met again, only this time it was trickster who staretd it, pretty much like that day in the depertment store, before everythig just got messed up. Since Jim kept playing along, I'll just keep takeing step further, he thought a little sourly to himself, both wanting to piss off the older teen and... well, just kiss him. See if he's really all that or just talk. If Jim pushed him away or disliked it that much, they could easily just call it all a joke and laugh it off.

Jim could feel the younger male’s eyes on the back of his head after what Jim had done. Say something, dammit. Jim thought to himself mentally as he awaited a remark from the trickster. And right on cue there it was. “I can always try new things,” he scowled a bit, trying to compose his self mentally from before. He didn’t always have to use violence with his powers. Though he was starting to get tempted to do so.

“It was just a tease. Did ya want it to be longer?,” Jim scoffed in a teasing tone, gritting his teeth a  bit as the young trickster said that it felt like an inexperienced virgin. Well now that stung a bit. But it was slight payback for the department incident when Jim had told the trickster about his kissing. Though he just wanted to joke around with the male. The older troublemaker bit back the comment that most of the females at the brothel knew he wasn’t a virgin in the slightest. “Oi, you can shut up now, Loki.” He growled warningly as he felt the younger male’s cheek against his cheek and his hand wrapping back into Jim’s hair. Now he was regretting for wanting the male to say something to break the silence.


His eyebrows furrowed a bit at the male’s latest remark, confused for a moment before realizing what the trickster was about to do. Once their lips met again like that day at the department store and once again, Jim felt that blasted spark again. He wasn’t sure what was going through his mind and the trickster’s mind at all. But for a mere second, Jim had subconsciously leaned into the kiss a bit, shocking himself at this action. In sudden surprise, the older troublemaker lost his grip onto his powers for a slight moment. Jim cursed harshly as his powers shocked both of the male’s lips cause Jim to pull back quickly. “Shit,” he murmured under his breath, never really having had experience having his powers hurt him as well. If he disregarded that incident in the alley way that is. Well that was a bit embarrassing, Jim thought to himself. He wasn't even sure what to say about what just happened. Jim wasn't too keen on saying that he actually lost control over his powers due to a damn kiss from his friend.

Loki had barely even been aware himself that he closed his eyes, along with almsot forgetting that he just messing around. This thing that they were currently doing, was nothing but a joke, going to far without neither of them seeming to care...? Well, Jim was kissing back. 
Just when he was about to take his chances and deepen the kiss, he was littearly shocked out of it, lettign out a small gasp of surprise. Blinking, he licked his lips carefully, hoping there now wasn't any burnmarks covering them or something and quirkced an eyebrow at the older. It didn't exactly hurt, but that sudden little shock left his mouth feelign an tingly and dry, as if having sandpaper roughly scratched against his tounge. 
So much for that then, he just thoguth with sigh, wiping his lips in an attempt to rubb of the tickling sensastion. 

Staring silently at the back of Jim's head for a moment, Loki figured he could take this reaction in two ways. Either he was just blown away by the trickster's amazing kissing skills, or the act just disgusted him enough to accidnetly schok them both. Hm.
He let out a snort, allowing his forehead to rest upon Jim's shoulder again. "Mindblowing huh?" he teased, hiding the small hurt he didn't understand why he even felt at thta moment. We're just joking around. "And I didn't even use tounge! Still think I lack skill~?"
He sounded unbotherd, lauging it all off like he usally would, and giving Jim's cheek another pat as he kept up with the friendly teasing. This doesn't change anything.
His laughter turned into a yawn, and the trickster had to rub his eyes sleepliy as he felt the strong need to close his eyes. He totally forgotten how tired he'd been. "You're damn cute when ya blush, ever been aware of that?" he laughed quietly, his arms tighetign around the other troublemaker, now barely even awake.
Don't grow tired of me.

Jim kept his gaze forward, still feeling the electrical tingle upon his lips from his powers and the kiss. He didn’t want to speak first. Not yet anyways unless the trickster spoke up. Which the other male did. Jim took a deep silent breath before chuckling softly. “You kiss fine. I was only joking with you that time at the department store, ya know. Don’t have to prove it to me.” He remarked to the younger male in an amused tone. He hoped this little incident would wash over. He still felt surprised by the kiss and his actions, already beginning to feel awkward. "Well aren't you being a bit too conceited about your technique." Jim added in an amused tone.
 
A slight smile tugged at his lips as he heard the male’s laughter turning into a yawn. “You really need a nap or something, huh?” he quipped, glancing behind his shoulder finally at the younger male after finally building up the courage to do so. Then turned his head quickly after shooting the smaller male a sharp glare for his latest comment. “Don’t call me cute,” he scowled softly, ignoring that the trickster had noticed his blushing from before. Now that just made him feel even more embarrassed.

Loki let out a small laugh, finding the the older teen's reaction only more cute in a weird, grumpy way, but held his tounge this time. He's joked around enough already anyway. He'll be nice, and give his friend a break for the rest of the day. 
"Right, right, sorry," he chuckled, not needing to have his eyes open to know Jim shot him a glare. Those looks of his could kill afterall, the trickster should know. "Cute is more my thing anyway, right?" he snickerd, slowly feeling himself drift into unconsciousness, no matter how much tried to keep his eyes open. Still, he was really comfortuble like this, and he felt... safe. So with that, he let himself drift off into dreamland, a small smile on his lips as his breathe evend out.

Jim smiled lightly as the trickster dropped the kissing topic and such, feeling the male’s body relax more into him. He was quite thankful though to have the crazy trickster back to normal, if he disregarded a minute earlier. Jim would only hope that nothing else would happen between the two friends.



His eye quirked up a bit at the male’s question, rolling his eyes at it. Jim paused for a moment before sighing out softly as the trickster drifted off by the sound of his breathing. “Yeah…pretty much it is.” Jim murmured as he continued up out of Japan town to where his cousin’s house was. This was going to be a sight to see.  Heading into Milo’s house with a sleeping trickster on his back. Jim couldn’t help but chuckle at the vision of his cousin’s expression.