Alaric Volstaggson

This is even better though.

This is even better though.

He thought, only a moment, before nodding curtly at his brother, “Of course! But don’t you have any of your own?” 

‘Ric chuckled softly and shook his head, “What are brother’s for?” He gave Leif a light squeeze before moving away to sit down on his bed, “I’m.. good. Training is excellent! I may surpass Thor in technique soon! That, or he is letting me win.” the blonde laughed again, “Probably the latter.” 

He thought, only a moment, before nodding curtly at his brother, “Of course! But don’t you have any of your own?” 

“You can go halves with me on my gift, if you like.” Alaric offered. If need be, he had plenty of gifts to spare. He’d learnt a while back that keeping a stash of presents instead of only getting them for a certain date made it too stressful. Especially when he himself was inclined to forget at the most inopportune of times. 

“I love you, little Alaric, and I always will.”

He thought, only a moment, before nodding curtly at his brother, “Of course! But don’t you have any of your own?” 

Alaric affectionately bumped Leif’s shoulder with his own, “Think nothing of it.” he said, his own cheeks warm with bashfulness. He did so love being told he was a good brother. “Now I know what to get you for Jule.” 

The blond heaved a heavy sigh and shrunk in annoyance, his shoulders slumped. “Never mind then. It’s nothing important anyway.” 

He thought, only a moment, before nodding curtly at his brother, “Of course! But don’t you have any of your own?”