Our Secret Garden (Loki X Reader)

Night Fifteen

"The man is disgusting, Loki."

I felt my face scrunch as I thought of the man that I was to marry. I sat with Loki upon a long, cushioned bench that had taken the spot of the two chairs that had been there for the last nights. I leaned against his chest and his legs laid on either side of my own.

"Oh? Do you mean to tell me you are not ecstatic about your wedding?" He responded. I could feel his devious smirk without even having to look back at his face and I smiled, despite the topic of conversation.

"No, no I am not. I have been thinking-"

"Oh I was unaware you were capable," Loki butted in, earning a light smack against his leg and I felt his body shake slightly with a deep chuckle.

"-about what to do. Trying to find any option of how to be free of this entanglement my parents have thrown me in. But I have come up with nothing. And I heard what your father is planning for you as well. It seems we find ourselves in even more a similar situation that before."

"Then it seems that neither of us have any idea on how to be free of our situations. Many a women have come through the palace doors for the last few days, and I can only hope that you will be one of them. I turn all others away, picturing only you as my future."

I felt his chin rest gently atop my head as he spoke and I felt pain in my heart for him. I pulled his arms around me and held his hands in my own, his slender fingers slowly intertwining with my own. A strand of his soft black hair fell to the side of our faces and tickled the side of my temple.

"Is this not cruel, Loki? We sit here and I fall madly in love with you, more and more every night, and I know that one day soon I will no longer be able to see you at all."

"You... love me?" Loki responded. His voice is as laced with doubt and surprise, a fact that did not sit well in my heart or my head.

"That is all that you got from that? Yes, Loki, I love you. I have fallen deeply in love with you. But I feel that my love is unfair-"

"It is not unfair. I have longed for a live like this for centuries. Even if I lose you in the end, I would do it all again, just to feel your love for only a short while. Do not think it unfair when I return the feelings,"

I pulled myself away from his chest and turned to face him, sitting on my knees. My eyes met his emerald green ones and my hands reached to hold the sides of his face, and our faces leaned forward. I felt the warmth of his lips softly touch mine, and then pull away, only for them to lightly brush against me once more.

"You trickster," I laughed as he continued to tease my lips. When he finally decided he would deepen the kiss, I pulled back.

"Who's the trickster now, (Y/N)?" He looked up at my face, a devilish smirk across his features.

"Still you," I responded, leaning back down and kissing him again.

We broke the kiss in need of air and I turned back around, leaning against him like I had been for the last hour. He held his hands up and waves of shimmering green surrounded them as a book appeared. He held it for us both to see and I began to read the page.

I reached the end and was ready for him to turn the page, so I gave his arm a small tap like I always did to let him know that he was good to turn the page when he reached the end as well. He usually was done only a few moments after I was and I was surprised when nearly a minute later he still hadn't turned the page.

"Loki, are you alright?"

I turned my head slightly to look at him and saw that he was lost in thought. My voice seemed to have snapped him back into reality and his eyes wandered to me.

"I will figure something out, darling. I do not want to lose you. I will not allow it. No matter what it takes, if you wish it, I will find a way for us to be together."

"I do, Loki. That is what I wish."

Then he turned the page.