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My breath stoped for ten seconds. He is standing just before my eyes. He is. Really.
I couldn't believe it. After New York I thought Thor or the SHIELD had taken him in some weird and so alone place. Or worse. Like away from earth. Or even worse, dead. I thought he was dead.
I think I never cried that much in my life.
First because he never came to see me when he had reached for the tesseract. Or when he was in Germany. I was in England for god's sake, why couldn't he just passed by and, I don't know, do something?! Anything would have been better than this silence. But no, mister never came. After all these years I never stopped hoping that someday, he would show up at my door again and I don't know, be with me before going back to Asgard. But he never did. Until now.
And secondly because every time I close my eyes, I can see his smile, the only thing that was only directed to me, the thing that he offered me, just me.
God he is here. It's like we have been in this position for a hundred years. But in real life, only five minutes must have passed. I start to walk towards him. A determined walk. Yes, very VERY determined one.
When I'm finally in front of him, I tilt my head and our eyes meet for 2 seconds before my hand reaches his cheek. Yup I just slammed Loki.
"That was for New York!"
And then it hits me. His laugh. His glorious and absolutely adorable laugh. His smile is so huge that I can't help myself but smile too.
After a few seconds our eyes meet again and it's like I never really looked at him since the moment I saw him in this dark alley.
I hug him as tight as I can, and I'm pretty sure if he wasn't a god I would have hurt him. After a few seconds I finally feel his arms wrap around my waist. Oh my god I missed him so much. I start to remove myself from our embrace so I can see his face. I reach for his cheeks with both my hand, his face just millimeters away from mine.
"Are you really here?"
I cant help but touch every part of his face.
"You are, aren't you? Oh my god I cant believe you're here"
I say this in a whisper but I'm sure he heard me.
Now, our heads are touching and his gaze is fully into mine and it's like he can read my entire soul. As his gaze never leaves me, he touches my cheek with his nose.
"Victoria"