~Angered Thor grabs Loki by the shoulder and looks into his eyes, desperately trying to find a glimpse, a shadow of the brother he used to know. Loki's gaze stays cold and empty. Ignoring brother's icy indifference, Thor almost gently presses himself against the other man's body and lays his chin on the cold shoulder. His fingers wrap around Loki's right wrist but even through the layers of leather and armor Thor feels how reluctant Loki is to his touch. "I'll take you home," he whispers anyway, voice hoarse and broken. Loki curls his hands into fists and lowers the head, feeling inner defeat. He's glad that Thor does not see how his eyes turn glassy and glisten with pain when he has to choose whether to go home or push farther away. ~
So, I'm redrawing/rewriting the scenes however I like because I do what I want. (And let's ignore the fact that originally Thor doesn't have his arm armor on or that he drops his hammer, details, details, who cares.) And I won't even comment on this shit I wrote in the most porn, um, I mean, corny language. I have a creative crisis.
Yes, I know.
I liked you corny language. X)
Yeah, I wish we could affect how the movies end.