Loki x Yn imagines/ oneshots

A sick little

You were laying in bed when suddenly you woke up felt sick. You ran on your little legs to the toilet and threw up, tears ran down your face, your head pounding. 'WOKIII!' You cry.

'Baby? What's wrong?' Loki calls out, he was downstairs getting you breakfast and wasted no time rushing up the stairs to see what is wrong.

'Woki!' You sob as he rushes in the door.

'Oh little one, your ok, I've got you, deep breaths. You will feel better soon just let it all out.' Loki whispers holding back your hair as you continue to vomit. He gently rubs your back as you cry.

'Woki.' You whimper.

'Good girl.' Loki coos handing you some toilet paper to wipe your mouth, he uses his magic to pour you a glass of water. He holds it to your lips and you slowly sip it down. 'Come on baby girl, I'm going to take you back to bed, we can watch a movie and have some breakfast.' Loki offers and you nod wiping your tears.
He lays you down and places another cup of water at your bedside. He goes to get breakfast from down stairs, some medicine and a cool towel for your head.

'I eel bleurgh.' You whisper.

'My poor little baby. I'm going to take your temperature ok?' Loki tells you.

'No hwrt.' You mumble.

'It doesn't hurt I promise, see I just hold this to your forehead and it will tell me how hot your head is. Here I'll do my own.' Loki tells you taking his temperature.

'Otway.' You grumble, he takes your temperature and it's very high.
'Oh no hwrt.' You shrug.

'I'm just going to put this cool towel on your forehead to make you feel a bit better. Yn do you want to feel better?' Loki asks and you nod as he places the towel on your head. 'Well your going to have to have some medicine, but I will give you a treat after.'

'No fanks.' You decline.

'Sorry love your not allowed to say no, it's just a bit yucky then you will feel better soon.' Loki argues.

'No want, me want sick instead.' You state.

'No. Open your mouth for me, you can either be good and take it or I will have to make you take it.' Loki replies.

'No take.' You whine, claiming your jaw shut.

'Open.' Loki demands holding the spoon with some red liquid to your lips.

'Woki! Me wo wike!' You scream.

'Yn. Open.' Loki commands and you know he is serious. You open your mouth slightly and he slips the spoon in, rubbing your thigh as he did so.
The red liquid. It tastes disgusting.

You spat it out straight into Lokis face. He took a breath and used his magic to clean his face. He pours another spoonful and holds it up to your closed lips. You don't open your mouth so he forces it in, gently holding your chin. 'Swallow for me darling.' Loki says and you finally do as your told. 'Good girl. Can you see how I can be upset you refused to take the medicine?' Loki questions and you nod. 'Can you see how I didn't like it when you spat it out onto my face?' Loki continues and you nod.

'I srwy.' You respond.

'It's ok little baby, but next time you need to do what I tell you. Do you want a treat with your breakfast?' Loki asks.

'Yess.' You giggle. He pulls you into his lap and feeds you your breakfast.

'Because you said no to me you can only have 1 cookie.' Loki instructs and you pout but agree.

'Woki tum wurt.' You whimper.

'Do you need to go toilet?' Loki questions and you shake your head. 'You tell me if you need to go. What movie do you want?' Loki asks.

'Princess tana.' You reply.

'Princess Tiana?' Loki confirms.

'Yes!' You tell him and he turns the movie on, pulling you into his comforting touch. You feel so safe in his arms, he is so soft and gentle. You clap your tiny hands as the movie plays and you fist one of Lokis fingers in your hand. 'Paci?' You whisper and loki slips your light green paci in your mouth. 'Woki.' You mumble through your paci.

'I'm here baby. I've got you.' He comforts and you turn your attention back to the movie.

'I want Woki.' You whimper.

'I'm here, you've got me.' Loki smiles.

'No go.' You pout.

'No go.' Loki promises.

'I love you Woki. I wan ou foreva.' You giggle.

'I love you more little one, I'm going to be here forever.' Loki chuckles gently ticking your skin.

'Your mean.' You mumble.

'I'm sorry darling.' Loki laughs and you poke your tongue out at him, which he just leans in and kisses knowing he can't get sick from you.

'I feel less bleurgh now. Tank ou for forcing me to drink the spicy red juice.' You whisper.

'Spicy red juice?' Loki questions.

'Me-med can.' You stutter.

'Medicine?' Loki asks.

'Med cain?' You try.

'Close enough and your welcome.' Loki chuckles kissing your forehead as you marvel at the movie playing.