Loki has somehow ended up in your universe -miraculously saving himself from death by the mighty titan- and is roaming your apartment looking for answers which is definitely not an enjoyable event when you're going back to your apartment after your...
The sun peeked through the thick curtains of your room, light scattering flawlessly like blades. One certain ray of sunshine fell right over Loki's face, highlighting the prettiest parts about him. Unfortunately, he was awoken from his sleep and stirred slightly in bed.
Loki's arms were curled snugly around your sleeping figure, and as he came into consciousness, he pulled your body closer under his while being careful not to wake you. He exhaled, feeling completely relaxed- at peace - for maybe the first time in his life. Everything felt chaotic, but with you, it was always slow, always calm. Loki liked the serenity.
After he made a small hum of approval while thinking about last night, he felt a little tickle under his jaw. You were kissing him. Loki's heart did a little flip before he chuckled softly. "I guess I'm not the only one awake."
"Hmm, are you sure?" you spoke, your voice rough and Loki felt blood rush downwards. Your morning voice was fucking attractive. And with you kissing his jawline and your body pressed into his- Loki was about to get hard.
"Good morning, darling," You nuzzled your head into the crook of the god's neck to soothe your burning ears after Loki called you darling. No matter what he called you, you'd somehow always get palpitations.
"It's so funny," you giggled, propping yourself up with your elbows over Loki's chest. His arms wrapped around your waist as your legs entangled with his.
"What is?" his head cocked to the side, his midnight locks of hair fanning under the pillow like a halo around his head. Gorgeous was an underestimation of his beauty. Your hand reached up and traced the ridges and wrinkles of his skin; you admired him.
"I've had…. dreams about this. About me, and you, and well, sex," you bashfully admitted.
"Just a dream," Loki muttered, cupping your face with one of his huge palms. He stroked your cheekbones, and then pulled his fingers to your chin, pulling it forward gently, "May I kiss you?"
"Yes, I want to taste your morning breath," you laughed, leaning down and kissing Loki's mouth in a loving manner. His lips were somewhat chapped but softer than they were last night. You pulled back, finding his previous phrase awfully familiar, "Is- Is that an Anna Watson reference?"
"I know what 抖阴社区 is, my sweet," he grinned darkly, pulling your waist upwards with his strong arms, "I've seen your library. You've been a naughty girl."
"Oh but you like it that way, don't you, my king?"
Loki did not answer, however, the smirk on his face gave it all. He lay there, in your bed, with you both naked. Loki wondered how he had gotten so lucky, how he had gotten you. He had spent years of his life hating himself, always desperate to do anything for the attention that came with it. You see, when you think you're never good enough, especially to have companions, you take what attention you get; even if it's negative.
You had shown Loki that he doesn't need to do that anymore. You had shown him that he was, and always is, enough. He was worthy.
The smirk on Loki's face faltered into a genuine smile, and then into a slightly confused one when you started tracing your fingers across his arms. He peeked his head over to what you were doing, and watched you intently as your warm fingers ran over his scars. Scars Thanos gave him, and scars he gave himself.
Loki felt vulnerable, and he wasn't sure what to make of it. He knew you weren't disgusted by it, but he knew you didn't like it. You hated it. You hated the thought of Loki hurting himself; He didn't- and still doesn't- deserve the pain. You imagined how he'd cry, having no one to hold, no one to confess to, no one to stay. He reminded you of yourself.
You ran your soft fingers up each and every scar, and then lifted his arm up to your face. You bent down slightly to kiss every cicatrix, reminding Loki how loved he was, how loved he was by you. Loki felt his heart twist into a thousand knots and under the heavy pressure of his heart beating, his head felt dizzy with pleasure. The affection, the warmth, the care; Loki promised himself he would deliver to you and you alone. Only your divinity was for his love.
"So pretty," you whispered against the cool skin of his forearm. Loki's heart broke. Tears pricked his eyes and his nose was starting to leak mucus. He wanted to cry. And so he did. Only this time he didn't feel vulnerable. It felt liberating, truly.
"I don't understand your infatuation with me, don't you know what I've done?" He cried, unconsciously relieving all his past trauma, all the innocents he killed, Frigga, Odin, Thor.
"Loki," you entwined your fingers, and Loki sat upright, using his other hand to pull you to his chest as you sat in his lap, your legs wrapping around his slender waist, quite like a koala. You used your free palm to hold his neck as you joined your foreheads together and touched his nose, "Your past doesn't define you."
You hesitated for a moment, trying to word your next sentence appropriately, "I .. really like you, Loki. For who you are. A compassionate, empathetic, romantic person who also happens to be unrealistically hot."
Loki laughed then, listening to your eloquent speech end in a slang term. His laughter couldn't do anything less than make the smile grow wider, and eyes flutter shut in disbelief. You pulled Loki's neck closer to your mouth, an appreciated attempt to kiss him.
You hand phased through him. Your body quite literally passed through Loki's which was flickering in a shine of gold and himself. Just as quick as it happened, it stopped, and you could physically touch his body. It happened before. To both you and Loki. Why is it happening? Is Loki okay?
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this chapter just fucked up the entire plot of this book but it's okay bcz i want to write fluff ^-^
