Just Relax

Sasha runs as fast as she can, wincing every now and again because of the stitches in her side pull slightly when she moves her left arm. The person chasing her is quickly catching up with relative ease and a smirk on their handsome face. She speeds up as fast as she is able to; looking over her shoulder every few feet to see how much distance was between the two.

Suddenly she's lifted off her feet and spun around, the person holding her bridal style and laughing at the squeak she lets out. Sasha elbows him, dropping to her feet and beginning to run again, growing breathless, but the adrenaline pumping through her veins keeps her moving.

The man catches up again and they both tumble to the ground, laughing for the first time in what felt like months. Loki leans forward until his lips are just barely brushing against her ear.

"Tag, you're it."