Post by niels anders rygh on Sept 27, 2015 23:18:31 GMT -5
Oddvar never questioned why he looked at Loki the way he did. It was simple that the other was gorgeous. Loki and his brother were the most beautiful boys Oddy had ever seen. And he would be crazy to deny that. The simple fact was Oddy wasn’t someone who didn’t question his attractions.
He felt that it was no shock that Thor and Leila found each other. He was just the right kind of man to keep up with his sister, who otherwise seemed to like to play too much with emotions. But she was speechless when it came to Thor and Oddvar was more than thrilled for his sister. She needed a man that had her only looking at him and Thor was just that.
Oddy had girls that fell over him. It was because of his spot on the quidditch team. From his second year he had scouts watching him. Oddvar knew it was because of his last name. Teams were sure he would be some sort of ruthless Quiddich beast like his father had been. But Oddy was a chaser, where his father had been a beater. But Oddy was a good chaser. He was one of the fastest ones that the scouts had seen in years. Because of his sport he had it easy when it came to getting people to spend time with.
Loki had beent he first challance.It was like a brick wall and Oddy had a hard time figureing out how to get over it. And now standing looking at the adonis of a man that he was losing his footing almost completely. But Oddy was quick to get them both a beer. He came back with the glass and handed it over. Taking a drink of the darker brew he looked over to his sister who he was sure was lost of the night with Thor. At least when their siblings were also there it was less awkward.
Maybe the universe was against them. In what world would two sets of adopted siblings actually fall for each other. Loki was too good for him anyway. He was too smart and too handsome. All Oddy had was his broom and his cheery attitude. “Um so that tables open.” He said and started to walk to the small table and setting down the glass making sure to pull out the stool for Loki before taking a seat himself. He wanted to try and show the other boy that he was worth putting some sort of faith in. But he was not even sure what to say. “It’s nice ,to be here….with you,” Oddy just felt stupid and he could feel his cheeks burn with embarrassment. So he took another drink hoping that the glass would hide some of the flush and the alcohol would work fast enough to soften the blow he gave himself.