Loki, Dexter and little wessel

Thor has had enough of everything. This healthy lifestyle! These women... He decided to start smoking. He went into the first gateway he came across, hid in the darkest corner, as if fearing the appearance of the stern Odin, and took out a pack. He twirled a cigarette in his hands with doubt, thought about life... There was no meaning, no light in it!.. From a back door... a young man came out. Not handsome, exactly beautiful. The dim light of the lantern cut out a slender figure from the darkness: tall, long legs, thin figure, graceful arms, a swan neck, shoulder-length hair in waves... Thor held his breath. The crackle of a lighter, a light illuminated a white face, beautiful lips, fire in the eyes. The guy felt that he knew this handsome man. The cigarette fell out of Thor's mouth. The first thought after several nervous, as it seemed to the guy, puffs of the young man... “We need to catch, that is, get to know each other quickly!” - Hello, my sweetie! – Thor was ahead of a plump stranger who came out after the young man. *** - Why am I yours? “I’m not your type,” the handsome man snorted. – I'm ready to try new things! - and the man grabbed him, - Aren’t you interested? Why are you watching?! A shrill scream was heard. The attacker actually screamed: - What kind of creature?! Thor struggled to hold himself in place, clenching his fists. If only the young man screamed!.. Thor tried to see what had happened. The attacker was rolling on the ground, the young man stood over him. He tried to tear the animal away from himself. Black, with shiny, smooth fur, and clearly sharp claws and teeth. “Like a ferret,” Thor realized. - Furo, stop it! Ugh! – the young man commanded, but his pet was creeping up to his throat. The owner bent down to tear the pet away. But the man kicked the young man, with lightning speed he pulled out something flashing from his pocket and stabbed it into the small predator. * * * Thor winced. The young man finally screamed. It's time to intervene! But before Thor had time to take a breath, the young man rushed at the man... and after a couple of seconds he froze. "Suffocating?!" – Thor was amazed, but this technique also takes time. It doesn’t look like a blade or a knitting needle either - no wheezing, no blood. In the dim light, Thor saw a syringe. On the one hand, this gave answers to previous questions, on the other, it raised new ones, the main one of which: Why does the handsome man have a syringe with sleeping pills on him? A doctor?.. And the guy blurted out that he was watching us... Detective? Special agent?! Hitman? Crazy?.. With Thor's luck, most likely the last one. And the “hired special psycho-detective” hurried to his pet... and began to cry. * * * His shoulders shook as he held his dead pet close to him. When the young man turned around, Thor noticed tears in his eyes. Sobbing, the handsome man wrapped his lifeless body in cellophane and put it in a bag. “Now, Loki, you are all alone,” the orphan kicked the snoring man and added: “That’s it, you!..” He stood over him in thought, sighed, looked around... Thor held his breath. He just didn't know how to react!.. But Loki-Loki, what a wonderful name! Thor sympathized with the loss of his pet, but was worried that the handsome man would do something stupid. And he, it seems, had already started - he grabbed the man by the legs and dragged him.