~ Guardian Angel ~ (Completed) ✅

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(y/n) - your name

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I sat out on the hill, resting my head on my knees as I looked at the world around me. It was odd to think that this is what my life has become. I mean, I kind of wished for this, to have some sort of meaning that the life of a boring human that had no purpose besides working to earn money. Not like I could've worked anyway.

"Hey..." I look up to see Sylvie smile at me softly.

"Hey." she stands for a bit, unsure of what to do until I pat the spot next to me and she sits down.

"You know... I'm sorry for the whole... you know, enchanting thing." I shrug, already putting it in the past.

"No worries. That's long gone now." Sylvie nods, looking out over the hill with me.

"Mobius isn't so bad." I hum out, nodding. "He cares about you a lot too."

"I know. He saved me from getting pruned. I owe him for giving me a third chance at life really."

"Guess I owe you for giving me my second chance on Lamentis." Sylvie says and I look at her, bumping her shoulder.

"Hey, what are girlfriends for am I right." I smile at her as Sylvie looks at me in surprise.

"Friends...?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be? One bad thing doesn't make me hate you."

"Friends." Sylvie smiles at the notion.

"What are you going to do, after all this?" she sighs out, shrugging.

"I'm... I don't know. What about you?"

"Hopefully Mobius lets Loki and I live in a timeline in peace. You can come too you know. With us I mean." Sylvie smiles at me, nodding.

"I would love that actually." I hear someone walking behind us and I look up to see Loki sitting down on my other side. "I'll let you two talk." Sylvie hesitantly pats my shoulder as she got up to walk away.

"It's cold." Loki mumbles out and I snort.

"Yeah, it is." I rub my arms and he pulls me to his lap, conjuring a blanket to wrap around us. I look up at him as I lean my head on his chest, his arms holding me tightly. "Thank you."

"My pleasure darling." Loki kisses my forehead, sighing out against my hair. "What do you want to do... after all this I mean?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I uh..." Loki holds my hand that holds my ring on my finger. "If...if it's ok with you... could we get married again? I mean... will you marry me again?" I blush heavily, nodding.

"I would love to Loki."

"And when we get married, we can do all the things you want to do." he sighs in bliss as he closed his eyes, imagining our future together.

"You really want to marry me that bad huh. Why?" I tease Loki and he blushes as I turn in his lap to face him fully, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I just want to live my life with you and call you my wife... be able to have that fairytale future we had before Infinity War... to keep my promise to Mother and keep you safe..."

"You promised Frigga you would marry me!?"

"It was more of granting her last wish before she..." Loki chokes up and I hug him. "You make me eternally happy (y/n), I wouldn't know what to do without you..."