Detention and Spearmint Gum.
Thor x Loki. High School. AU.
Part One.
2/?
Thor Odinson was king - of a high school popularity contest, but regardless, he was still king - and he had authority over the other students. He was respected and adored, and that was what mattered.
There were a lot of perks to being Thor Odinson. He was, without doubt, the most powerful student in the school with the ability to make or break a student with just a conversation. He was selfish, vain, and downright rude. For some reason in the eyes of the students, this made him a badass, and not a total douchebag.
But he really wasn’t as awful as people made him out to be. It was certainly a lot more fun to be the hero they worshipped him as, than to reduce himself to common status.
So he played the part he was given – all the guys wanted to be him, and all the girls wanted to be with him.
It was all just parties, football and a different girl every night. He was perfectly content with this almost rock-n-roll lifestyle, until Loki Laufey came along and fucked it all up without even trying.Thor notices Loki sitting in the car park, drumming his paint-stained fingertips on the edge of a cup of Starbucks. He watches him, through the science room window, and can only imagine how much of a stalker he must look.
But because he is Thor Odinson, and not a regular faceless student in a sea of teenage angst and sex, no-one would ever suspect a thing. Even if they did, he could arrange to have their fingers and jaw broken before they breathed a word of it.Thor hadn’t spoken to Loki since that first encounter, in the detention room. Something about his boy, this character he was parading around as, had captured Thor’s attention. Not in a way that suggested he wanted to slam him up against a wall and stick his tongue down his throat. Of course not! No, this was Thor Odinson, and Thor knew very well that was not the kind of behaviour expected from him.
But he couldn’t take his eyes off that slender waist, and the way his long fingers held a cigarette. Thor shook his head, as if that would dislodge the image of Loki withering around on satin sheets, begging Thor in a raspy voice with heaving breath.Loki glances up, and Thor doesn’t even have the time to look away or pretend he wasn’t staring. There’s a smirk tugging at the corner of Loki’s face, and Thor doesn’t miss it – not even from this distance. Thor decides there’s no point acting like he wasn’t staring, because it’s obvious to him, that Loki knows. He watches as the thin boy slides off the car bonnet, and flattens his cigarette into the ground. He pauses, and locks eyes with Thor once more, then stalks out of vision.
The bell rings, and Thor doesn’t even notice until Tony kicks his chair and tells him they’re all going to the local pizza place. Thor makes up an excuse not to go along, and wanders out looking for Loki by the car park.
He’s standing around, trying to look unsuspicious, when Loki emerges from around the corner of the science block.
“Are you stalking me?” Loki says, cocking an eyebrow. He sticks another cigarette between his lips and pulls a green plastic BIC lighter from the pocket of his dark grey jeans. The flame glows, turning the end of the Marlboro red, flickering a brief glow to Loki’s face that highlights his cheekbones.