Unfiltered // Loki x Reader

Though a week had passed, Abigail still cried about wanting to dress up in 'cute' dresses with her mum. "Be patient," Natasha smiled, "Then you can dress up with your mum all you want!" "But I want to now," She pouted, making her chuckle a little. "I promise, if you're patient, you will," Natasha raised an eyebrow; smiling. She hummed, smiling a little, "Okay,"

Overwhelmed by the choice, you took a deep breath in. "What do you think?" You asked Loki, who seemed too silent. Hesitantly, he replied, "Why do we need this?" "Wh-?" Tony stopped, "Because we need somewhere to be after the wedding? You don't book halls for the fun of it, it's like a celebration kind of thing. Well, for us..." He stopped.

"How would you guys have the wedding? I mean, you're not from Earth." You hummed, nodding, "Very true." "Let's just keep it small, we'll put rings on eachother and celebrate," Loki said, "These Midgardian... things, don't exactly apply to us..." "But you are on Midgard," Thor said, his mouth full of some cake that Abigail made with a panicked Bruce, "You should have a Midgardian wedding!" "Thor..." You started quietly, "Different places on Midgard have their weddings done differently." He blinked for a moment, "Well, you are here, do it like Midgardians would from this place." You looked to Loki and he looked back. "Well, there's no going back to Asgard, I guess we'll be the first," Loki said, hoping he asnwered right; visibly nervous, to you, about this all. You nodded, "Alright."

After planning a wedding style that was close enough to a Midgardian one, you decided to look for bookings. "You could have left it to me," Tony shrugged, leaning back in his chair. "I couldn't let you do all that," You smiled to him, over the laptop. Pointing a few out, Tony jotted them down.