From Analyst to Family Man (A Lokius Fanfic)

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Mobius's POV

I'd never thought it would be possible, but we won, the TVA is gone and we're finally free. Now all that's left for me to do is to confess my feelings to Loki....I just hope that my assumption about him and Sylvie aren't true.

"So...I suppose you'll be returning to the home the TVA stole you from?" Loki asked shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.

The inner turmoil on Loki's face was so obvious, it was like reading an open book. He didn't want to be left alone, yet he didn't want to hold me back. When I reach up to cup his face, his breath hitches and he flinches slightly; but then he lets out a shuddering sigh and leans into the touch, closing his eyes. God, it breaks my heart how touch-starved he is.

"Loki, the reason the TVA took me was because I had no one who would miss me when I was gone. So, the only place I wanna go is wherever you are." I told him, stroking my thumb across his cheekbone.

"Mobius...are you trying to say what I think you're trying to say?" Loki asked me.

"Yes...Loki, I love you." I nodded before pulling him down into a short, sweet kiss.

Loki hugs me and buries his face into my neck, crying.

"I-I'm sorry...it's just...I've only heard those words a few times in my life. And the only ones who said it were my brother and mother. This is the first time a lover has said it to me. We...we are lovers now, right?" Loki mumbled into my neck, sniffling.

"Sorry to break up this tender moment, but this place is about to collapse in on itself, so we need to get going." Hunter B-15, who now calls herself Bea, said tapping my shoulder.

"Where and when are you heading?" I asked her.

"California, 1989. Sylvie's tagging along, and you guys can come with us." Bea replied.

"Yeah! We'll all get a place together and be a family!" Sylvie agreed.

"I quite like the sound of that." Loki said, his hand clasping around mine.

"Okay, then lets go." I said, squeezing Loki's hand.

Bea opens up a time portal and we all escape before the facility crumbled to pieces. We manage to get an affordable three bedroom house in the small town we ended up in. Sylvie and Loki used their magic to conjure up some furniture and then we have some well deserved R-and-R.

"Are you sure we're not moving our new relationship too quickly, living together so soon?" Loki asked laying next to me in our new bed.

"After everything we've been through? No, not at all. Loki, I love you, and I want to have a life with you." I said caressing his cheek.

"I want to have a life with you as well...but do I deserve such a gift?" Loki said placing his hand over mine.

"Of course you do. You deserve to be loved, you deserve to be happy. Kitten, you deserve to have it all." I told him, brushing his hair behind his ear.

Loki blushes at me calling him "kitten", but tries to hide it by turning his face into the pillow.

"Now, lets get some sleep, those bags under your eyes could carry groceries." I said, pulling the blanket over both of us.

My little trickster tucks his head under my chin, nuzzling his face into my chest, and wraps his arms around my torso. Smiling, I hold him in my arms and run my fingers through his beautiful black curls. I'm pretty sure tonight was the first night, since being captured by the TVA, that Loki has had a full night's rest. And soon, my exhausted catches up with me and I fall asleep not after Loki does.

(12 Years Later) (3rd Person POV)

Mobius wakes up to his alarm clock blaring.

"Grrr, turn that blasted thing off before I smash it." Loki grumbled sleepily.

"Ah, come on now, kitten, it isn't that early." Mobius replied hitting the button on the machine, making the noise stop.

"You know I'm not much of a morning person." Loki yawned, stretching their arms above their head.

For the past couple days, Loki had been using they/them pronouns. Loki would always announce whatever pronouns they're currently using so that the others won't accidentally say the wrong one.

"Maybe I'll wake up faster with a kiss." Loki said coyly.

Rolling his eyes, Mobius leans over his spouse and kisses their lips.

"Okay, I'm awake now." Loki chuckled.

"Good, now let's go get the kids up." Mobius said, pulling Loki out of bed.

Over the course of twelve years, Loki had blessed Mobius with three beautiful children. First there's ten-year-old, Torben, who prefers to be called Benny. Next is eight-year-old, Eydis, and four-year-old, Astrid. All three of them have black hair and green eyes, just like Loki, who they call Poppy, and Mobius is Daddy. When Loki became pregnant with Benny, Bea moved out of her bedroom and into Sylvie's, who didn't mind at all and actually saw it as the perfect opportunity to finally have a bunk bed. Now, Benny shares that room with his little sisters.

"Rise and shine, kiddos!" Mobius said coming into the kids' room and turning on the light.

The kids wake up and say 'good morning' to their parents. Eydis climbs down from the top bunk of the bunk bed she shared with Astrid, who slept on the bottom. On the other side of the room was Benny's bed. Like his poppy, Benny is also a non morning person, he sits up in his bed with a scowl on his face and his hair a tousled mess.

"I know, darling, I hate being up this early too." Loki whispered to their son, kissing the top of his head.

They brush their fingers through Benny's hair to tame his bed-head. The five of them head towards the kitchen, Astrid having latched herself onto Mobius's leg. On their way to the kitchen, they all see Bea come out of her and Sylvie's room fully dressed in her work clothes.

"Good morning, Bea. Who's turn is it to make breakfast?" Loki greeted.

"It's Sylvie's turn...if she would get her a** out of bed!" Bea answered, shouting the last part over her shoulder.

"Hey! Language!" Mobius scolded.

"Morning, Auntie Bea." Astrid beamed, still clutching onto Mobius's leg.

"Morning, sugar-baby." Bea replied to the little girl.

"Wanna help me get Auntie Sylvie out of bed?" she asked her.

Astrid nods then unlatches herself from her father's leg and runs up to Bea who picks her up and places her on her hip. These sort of shenanigans were a typical morning at his household, and Mobius falls more and more in love with this domestic life he now has. He hopes and prays that nothing comes along to try to take his family from him...he couldn't bear to think about what he'd do if he lost any of them.