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Loki drew his legs to his chest and shivered. He was amazed at how cold it got in the mountains of Asgard. Though I should be used to it, I am a Frost Giant after all, he thought, sadly. It all makes sense now, why he liked Thor better than me, I guess he never told me because he didn't want to face the fact that he had a Frost Giant for a son. Well now he won't, I'll die up here and he won't have to worry about that anymore. All of this had started two days ago when Loki overheard his father talking to his brother, Loki usually ignored what his father was saying, however, when his father mentioned Jotunheim, he was immediately interested. He learned that the Casket wasn't the only thing that Odin took from the Frost Giants, that was the day Loki learned that he was not Thor's brother, that he was not an Asgardian. Angry and confused, Loki had run away from the palace, up into the mountains of Asgard, what he didn't know, was that Thor had followed him. Loki started when he felt a warm hand on his shoulder.
"Brother," Thor said, kneeling next to Loki, "What in the nine realms are you doing out here?"
"I ran away," Loki said, not looking at Thor, "I'm a Frost Giant, I belong here, far away from the palace."
"Loki," Thor said firmly, turning his brother to face him, "I don't care that you're a Frost Giant, I wouldn't care if you were mortal, you are still my brother and I love you." Loki looked up at his brother, his eyes glistening with tears.
"Father doesn't love me," Loki responded, his voice cracking, "I'm not his son, I'm just part of some plan to unite Asgard and Jotunheim, I could die for all he cares, maybe I should, it would just be easier for everyone," he finished, sobbing.
Thor drew his brother into a strong embrace, holding him against his chest. "No, Loki" Thor said gently, running his fingers through his brother's hair, "that is not true at all, I love you, mother loves you and father loves you, we would all be devastated if something were to happen to you." Thor gently stroked his brother's back, "I love you, little brother" he whispered, "so very much."
They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, Thor gently carding his fingers through Loki's hair and whispering comforting words to him. After a while, Thor felt his brother relax and heard his breathing even out, looking down, he saw that Loki had fallen asleep. Gently lifting up his younger brother, Thor began the long trek back to the palace.