Loki x reader ( slow burn)

Beautiful blue

A/n: I just watched endgame again and it made me realise how much i love marvel. I encourage you to rewatch the film that got you into marvel. Mine was iron man 2.
Warning: mild spice, mention of rape, Stucky
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You were half asleep when you heard muffled crying. You rolled over slowly, expecting to find Loki. There was an empty space next to you. You sat up quickly, looking around. It was still dark outside, you checked your phone, it was 2 am.
"Loki? Please tell me you are alive."

"I'm alive." He laughed slightly, but his voice was hoarse.
"Where are you?"
"Don't mind that, i'll back in there in a bit."
"Are you crying?"
"No. I'm fine, go back to sleep."

"Don't lie to me."
"Y/n, I'm fine."

You stood up and realised there was light coming from underneath the bathroom door.
"Lokes, you better be decent."
You opened the door slowly keeping your gaze to the floor.
"Yeah I'm naked, so you can get out now."
You slowly lifted your head, seeing that he wasn't naked.

He stood facing away from you, his hands were blue.
"Oh Lokes."
"Please leave."
"Why, because your blue?"

"Among other things."
You reached for his hand.
"Y/n, don't."
It was too late you touched his hand a searing pain knocked the air out of your lungs.

You stumbled back, wincing.
"What was that?" You asked through gritted teeth.
"Frost bite, I cant control it. Leave."
"No. Loki I'm fine."

You held your hand over the other and concentrated on healing it. It worked but your hand was stiff.
Loki turned around slowly, his skin was a beautiful blue and and his eyes were bloodshot crimson. He had tracing of runes printed on his skin and cold mist floating from his body.
"Y/n, I'm sorry. As soon as I'm me again, i'll go back to bed. You should get some sleep."
"I'm not tired and I'm not leaving you alone."

"So you don't think I'm disgusting or a monster or repulsive."
"I'm pretty sure disgusting and repulsive mean the same thing, but no I don't. Have I ever told you I think blue is a beautiful colour. Or that I would rather be too cold than too hot. Or that I don't give a shit what form you take because your still the same person."

His gorgeous red eyes caught yours as his tears slowed.
You took a step towards him and he took a step back, his back against the wall.
"Lokes, trust me okay."
He nodded slightly but still didn't move.

You reached for his face and traced the runes on his face.
"I don't-"
"Its because your calmer."
"Doesn't it hurt."
"Its cold but I'm fine."

"Y/n, I don't think this is a good idea."
"I don't really care."
You brought his head down to yours slowly.
You slight brushed the tip of his nose with yours and closed your eyes when your lips met.
His cold hands rested reluctantly on your waist.

"Y/n, thank you for staying."
"Its not a big deal. Ok I'm going back to bed and you are coming with me."
You grabbed his hand and led him back to bed.
Loki calmed down enough to change out of his Jotun form and got into bed.
He sat with his back against the headboard and picked up his book.

"Would you like me to read to you?"
"Not now." You said taking the book out of his hands. You sat, straddling him and and pushed his hair back out of his face.
"What way do you want to do this? Like this or in your Jotun form?"
"I'll stay like this, I don't want to ruin this."
"Ok that's up to you."

You pressed your lips to his and kissed him desperately. A warm feeling blossomed in your stomach  and your head ached slightly at the adrenaline. His hands glided up your thighs and held your hips, rocking them slightly. You moaned slightly into the kiss and reached for his shirt. You unbuttoned his shirt one by one, letting your finger run down his bare chest each time. Once all the buttons were undone, Loki sat up slightly and let you slide the shirt off his shoulders.