In college Thor had a few lovers, but his favorite had been a young man named Tristan.After graduation they hadn’t been able to keep in touch with Thor’s always travelling, always looking for the next piece of ancient history. He hadn’t forgotten Tristan, though. He still had a few pictures, but he didn’t often go home to his loft. He paid for it so that when he had time between digs. He had just finished a dig in Rome, suitcase slung over his shoulder and the other rolling behind him. He walked up the stairs to his apartment, pausing as he saw some empty boxes by the door. He was unlocking his door, ready to put his stuff down when he spoted someone arryign boxes up the stairs. “Need help?” he offered, setting his bags inside the door and letting it close as he walked over.
@ciitylxghts [I don’t know but went with this and it sucks so I’m sorry xD]
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