𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 (𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

Chapter 31 - Underestimate

"Lady Y/N?" Thor's booming voice rouses you out of the dream you're currently enjoying. "Lady Y/N? Oh, please be in here. Loki would kill me if I let you get captured our first night in Asgard."

"He's right. I would," a voice from you right whispers, still rough with the lingering traces of sleep, as you hear Thor's rumbling footsteps emerging down the hallway at a frantic pace.

Oh. Finally fully awake, you open your eyes to see the tangled onyx mane of Loki's hair sprawled out on the pillow beside you, simultaneously becoming quite aware of his arms wrapped around your waist.

Relishing in the few remaining moments of bliss that you'd get before Thor comes bursting into your chambers, you bury your face back into Loki's chest, which you had apparently been using as a pillow the entire night.

"He'd deserve it this time," you mumble only half-jokingly into Loki's chest, which rumbles with his laughter at your quip.

"That he would."

At that moment, the elegant gold doors to your chamber burst open, revealing a very disheveled looking Thor. Raising your head from its comfortable position on its makeshift pillow, you relish the disgruntled state that Thor is in: clearly out of breath with mud-caked feet, pine needles sticking out of his hair, and quite a few painful looking splinters on his lips.

"Lady Y/N?" Thor gasps out, quickly scanning the room before his eyes land on you and Loki in your bed. "OH NORNS. PLEASE TELL ME THAT YOU BOTH HAVE CLOTHES ON. SEEING MY LITTLE BROTHER NAKED IS NOT SOMETHING I WISH TO EVER SEE."

Rolling your eyes at the god's antics, you raise your uninjured arm out from under the sheets just enough to reveal the tan-colored tunic that you're wearing, causing Thor to let out a sigh of relief.

"Thor, you oaf, it's too early," Loki grumbles, pulling you back down to his side and burying his face in your hair. "Please leave my lady and I be."

"But I thought... last night, I had to make sure that you were okay after..."

"After you and your idiot drunken friends left me alone to face a group of thugs?" You quip, your voice still muffled.

"Well, yes, that wasn't our best moment, but-" Thor pauses, his eyes going wide as he looks at you and Loki once again. "Brother, did you just say 'your lady'?"

"If I say yes will you leave us alone?" Loki sighs.

"IS THAT A YES?" Thor shouts, his voice raised with glee.

"Yes Thor," you answer, trying to sound uninterested but unable to hide the sheer delight in your voice from Loki's comment. "Turns out being around flowers that force you to tell the truth does wonders for secret love confessions—who would've guessed?"

"OH MY GOD!" Thor yells again, rushing into the room. "I HAVE A LITTLE SISTER!"

"Thor, I swear on Odin's lost eye, if you come one more step into this room with your muddy feet and barbaric stench, you'll be walking out of here with a dagger in your side," Loki threatens, and you can't help but giggle at his seemingly threatening words as he looks so docile curled up next to you.

Sorry, you say down your connection, still softly giggling. It's hard to take your threats seriously when you're cuddling with me.

Excuse me, I am very threatening, Loki responds jokingly, only pressing his face further into your hair.

"Very well," Thor is saying as you tune back in. "I suppose gifting you a few hours of sleep is the least I can do."

"You're right, it is the least you can do," you respond.