Loki Laufeyson Imagines

Like Real People Do

Pairing - Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Warnings - idk angsty ig

Summary - you and Loki both have secret pasts, that you've promised not to tell.  But what happens when memories and people from the past keep popping up?

So only background I'm going to give is that this is after Endgame, but we assume Loki lived, and bumped into Sylvie.  If you didn't watch Loki up until meeting Sylvie, this won't make perfect sense, but there's no spoilers to Loki, made up background with them two.

This font is song lyrics.

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~Your POV~
I had a thought dear, however scary

About that night, the bugs and the dirt

Why were you digging?  What did you bury?

You quickly brush the dirt over the box, before placing the replanting the flowers over it.  You tilt your head at your work, hoping it wasn't too noticeable.   You look down to see your jeans and shirt covered in dirt.  You shake your head with a tired laugh.

"Darling?  What are you doing?" you hear a voice ask.  You jump and turn to see Loki standing in the yard, his brows furrowed in confusion.  You suck in a breath, heart pounding.  You stand up from the flower bed, brushing your hands slowly off on your jeans.

"Um... I..." you stutter, as Loki takes a few steps forward.  But his feet slip under him in a puddle of mud, before he falls hard on his back.

"Loki!!" you cry, rushing over to him.

Before those hands pulled me from the earth?

You reach down, and take his hands with an airy laugh.  You pull him to his feet, and wrap your arms around his neck, with a smile on your face.  But Loki still looks concerned, and your face drops slightly.

I will not ask you where you came from, I will  not ask, neither should you

Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips. We should just kiss like real people do

"I will not ask you where you came from, I will not ask, neither should you," you whisper, reciting each other's promise.  Loki sucks in a breath, placing a kiss on your forehead.

"Okay darling," he whispers against your hairline, before pulling away.  You give him a small smile, as you reach up on your tiptoes, placing a kiss on his lips.

"I was thinking we could make spaghetti for dinner and chocolate chip cookies for dessert," you smirk, and he chuckles.

"Sounds good my love," he replies.

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"Hey babes! Can you come and put out the plates and things?" you call, as you put out the pasta and cookies.  You hear the doorbell, ring and heave a sigh.  You guys never had visitors, living so far out in the country.

"Hey, babes, can you get that!!" you call, as you take the garlic bread out of the oven, and place the tray on the counter.  

The doorbell rings again, and you groan.

"Loki!!"

"Coming, I am coming!!" Loki shouts from upstairs.  But there's more knocking on the door, and the doorbell keeps ringing.  You scoop the garlic bread off the tray, as the knocking continues.