Loki Laufeyson Oneshots Vol.2

The Babysitter

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Living in England AU
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My life is deemed as simple and uneventful, that's how I and many others see it and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm not the type of person to go out and get black out drunk or high off of weed and other harmful crap on a Saturday night, of course I still went out with friends when I could - when I could afford it. I've never been financially stable to the point I can go out and get wasted every weekend, me and my family had to ration everything whilst growing up.

Clothes were always hand-me-downs, food came in small portions, rooms and beds were shared and shower time was significantly limited, we had to do anything and everything to afford the bills whilst also trying to maintain a normal lifestyle. School was also a struggle, I joined late into the academic year after being homeschooled for the majority of my life. I've never had the right resources which ultimately led to me leaving school with low grades, it immensely frustrates me because I know that I could've done better if I had the right tools.

I never attended college or university, the money I had saved up in my bank account wasn't even close to the amount needed for a further education. The grades I left school with weren't great but they were enough to get me by without too much of a struggle, I moved out of my parents house a fair few months back after I had seen a small apartment being advertised that supported my finances. I felt so much more independent in making my own choices and taking care of myself, I loved the feeling of my new extended freedom that left me with unlimited places to go and unlimited things to do.

But of course, like any other young adult, I had to get a job in order to support my living conditions. The first thing that came to mind was babysitting, I never liked kids when I was younger - I found them annoying and they were always covered in snot and food crumbs, but as I've grown older, I've found that at some point in my life I want kids of my own. In a way, babysitting was going to prepare me for when that time decided to arrive.

The first and only family that accepted me as their babysitter was a family of two, a father and his son whom I grew to adore. Loki is the father's name and he's a tad bit older than me, but that didn't stop me from admiring how undeniably handsome he is. Raven black hair that curled at the ends sat upon his shoulders, chiselled facial features with pointed green eyes that made me shift in my spot every time they swept over my stature, he looked to be lean yet stronger than the majority of the male population and his lips seemed to always be curved into a mischievous smile or smirk. Loki had definitely been a God in his past life and no one could convince me otherwise.

Erik was his four-year-old son and I adored the little bundle of light more than anything in the entire world, he's the spitting image of his father except with puffier cheeks and big brown eyes. It surprised both Loki and I with how quickly he accepted me into his life as his babysitter, though there has been a few occurrences where Erik has asked me if I could be his mother. The innocent question warmed my heart each time he decided to ask, but it always made me stumble over my words and my face go an intense shade of scarlet due to Loki always being in earshot.

Erik's mother was permanently out of the picture, she has been since Erik was an infant. Loki kept it brief when explaining to me as to why I'm the only woman present in Erik's life, his mother supposedly never wanted a child and so she fled as soon as she saw an opportunity. Loki never told me her name but I found myself already growing a strong hatred towards the woman, it baffled me as to how she could leave her own child whilst also leaving the 'love of her life'. I knew that it still bothered Loki, but I could tell just by the way his jaw tightens and his fingers curl into tight fists that he was angry more than anything.