An old friend {TAG Loki}

"Fuck off, Loki!" Pips shrugged trying to wriggle away, hitting with a light punch Loki's arm, but he was grinning amused by the boy's act.
For a moment he stared at the cakes: it didn't happen often, but for once he felt full. Obviously though, he had no intention to let such precious things go wasted!
"Hey, wanna split?" he asked to Loki, obviously referring to the fact that the chance to have a second meal together now were pretty thin. It wasn't impossible, but both the boys liked their freedom, and if they wanted to leave, well, he wanted to be sure both of them would have their fair amount of leftovers. Without waiting for an answer, knowing that the other boy's reply was far too obvious, he started placing the cakes back in two bags and then passed one of them to Loki. "Here you go" he grinned to the boy before he put himself comfortable once again, lying on the floor: it was a nice place, and after so much eating he surely could use a nap... to his surprise, Loki decided to lay down right next to him, using his chest as a pillow. It wasn't the first time Loki did such a thing but Pips doubted he could ever get used to it. He grunted annoyed, but didn't move and let the boy stay 'just this once' he thought to himself like he did every time before he fell asleep.