In-between Love Sweat And Tears (Loki Short Stories And One Shots)

Sakaar pt 3

A/N: Since Asgardian aging can take a while and doesn't really make sense mathematically, you and Loki are only 4 years apart in age. Even though it's been ten years on Asgard, you've only aged around 6. /And I don't make sense on trying to make sense, so yay/)

"Lady Y/N?... Lady Y/N, your bath is going to get cold if you don't wake up."

You grumble a bit as you hear a female voice in your ear, being stirred awake from a pleasant nothingness. Not opening your eyes, you speak up.

"Tikia... Have you actually taken a day off yet?" "O-Oh, no, The Grandmaster would be upset with me if I did that. And I've never seen you actually sleep so well, I thought you were dead."

She joked softly, but sounded nervous. Opening up your eyes carefully, you're met with the face of a woman about eight years older than you. Long blonde hair with mixed streaks of pink, green, and frosty blue, tanned skin, and baby blue eyes, she smiles at you. Her fingers gently tapped against her legs, the multiple colors on her nails standing out cutely.
She was pretty to you. She didn't have a slim frame, but that didn't mean she was any less beautiful to you. Her cheeks are tinted red, and you slightly purse your lips in confusion before grinning. "Did you get to have some time with your fiance?"

Giggling, she shakes her head at you. "You and I both know that's not 'appropriate' talk." She makes quotation marks in the air a bit, both of you laughing. "But, you seemed to have finally had some fun, Y/N. Should I have brought more towels for you two to share the bath?"

Huh?

You sit up more, now truly confused. "What do you mean?" "Good morning." You hear a soft, slightly singing tone come from the couch, and you quickly swivel around on your bed.

Sitting on the arm of the couch with crossed arms, Loki smirks at you. You gape a bit before everything from last night floods to you, and you realize that you probably look a complete mess right now. "Oh! Uhh, good.. good morning." You look back to Tikia quickly. "Um... Separate baths, please. And I'm going to talk to The Grandmaster about letting you have an off day. I'll probably have to use the 'D' word, but it should help. And breakfast hasn't been made yet, has it?" "Please don't worry about either of those, Y/N." She smiles softly and goes to leave, bowing to Loki. "I'll come back soon once I have a bath ready for you, and some more clothes." "Thank you. Tikia, is it?" Smiling, she nods to him before winking at you, and leaves your bedroom.

You run a hand through your hair carefully, getting out of bed as you look at the raven haired man. You try not to stare as the sunlight dances between the curling strands of his hair, and illuminates his eyes as if they're a mosaic green. "H.. h-how long have you been awake?" You ask, fixing your bed yourself. "Only around ten minutes, your maid was opening the doors by then. How are you feeling?"

You take a moment to answer as you truly think about how you're feeling. Your mind doesn't feel chaotic anymore, like everything has straightened out. And with no pain from a scar atop your head anymore, you feel refreshed. Kind of. "I... I feel much better. Thank you. Um.. what about you?" You ask him, finally tearing your gaze from the floor to look at him. "I can't say that I feel the same, entirely. I have so many questions." He whispers softly, but stays perched on the arm of the couch.

This time you close the gap, carefully, and stand near him. "Which questions?" His demeanor seems to relax as you stand beside him, his eyes reflecting the same as you look into them.

"How long has it been for you, being here?" Loki asks, and you cross your arms gently. "A decade.." Loki only nods, confirming it. "So we're at the same time." You watch him, and ask a question next. "What's happened since I... Left?"