The Brothers' Reunion

"Why have you come here?"

Loki's voice echoed in the hall. Thor did not look at him. He faced the window, staring outside at the storm.

"You know why I have come," Loki leaned against the door.

"You really are selfish," Thor spat. His hand gripped the curtain. "If you had come earlier--"

"I am here now."

"Father wouldn't have died!"

"I have come! That should matter!" Loki shouted.

"If you truly cared--"

"Don't you dare throw that in my face!"

Thor turned around, nearly yanking the curtain from the wall.

"Give me a reason to not bash your head in! For all I know Father's death was your fault!"

"It wasn't!"

"Why should I believe you? Why should I have ever believed you? All you do is lie! And after everything we've been through you go and betray me!" Thor screamed.

"I had my reasons as did you! I won't betray you now!"

"You will! I know you Laufeyson!"

"You know nothing about me!" Loki hissed.

Thor blinked. His angered expression began to soften.

"What have you become?" Thor asked mournfully. "Don't you remember anything? Us? How happy we were? Why can't you just let all your anger go?"

"Because I still remember."

Loki's eyes wallowed up. His lip trembled. One tear fell. Then another.

"We will never go back to how things were. Even if we tried, all roads lead to the same end. We have to move forward. Not because we want to, but we have to. I never wanted any of this. If I could go back and change everything I would. But there's no use in dwelling over what could have been. I love you. I never stopped. And even with this hate, my love will not fade. I would rather die in a thousand lifetimes than to exist without you."

Thor let go of the curtain. His arms fell limp at his side. He took a deep breath in.

"At least let me pay my respects if you ever cared," Loki's voice shook. The tears fell harder.

"I still do," Thor whispered.

Whatever control Loki had was gone. He sunk to the ground and began to sob.

Thor rushed over to his brother and knelt down.  His arms stretched out and grabbed Loki's back. He pulled him into a tight embrace.

"I love you Loki," Thor buried his face in Loki's neck. He was weeping.

The two brothers held each other, rocking back and forth. The hall was silent except for their muffled cries. They did not let go. They only moved in closer, gripping at the other's shoulder and back even tighter. With wet cheeks, and warm air brushing against them, did Thor back up. He placed his hands on the sides of Loki's face and stared at the watery green eyes in front of him.

"We only have each other," The god of thunder tried to steady his voice. "Even with our hate, I can't lose you. Don't go."

Loki looked up at Thor, letting his head relax.

"Stay with me. Together," Thor leaned his head in. There were only a few inches separating them.

"I will," Loki whispered.

Thor pressed his lips on Loki's forehead, firmly, but gently. He held the kiss for a few seconds and then drew back with a slight sound.

"Your kisses are still wet," Loki pointed out with a smile.

Thor chuckled, wiping the last of his tears from his eyes. He put a hand on Loki's shoulder and the two brothers embraced once more.