Loki Shorts

Burned

You're sitting, snuggled up to Loki. And his armor. It's not really comfortable for either of you but neither of you can touch each other. His Frost Giant skin burns you like dry ice on contact and the heat of your skin burns him. The first time he tried to hold your hand you had both yelped and jumped back. Having felt an unbearable heat when he touched you, he hadn't noticed he had hurt you at first.

"Loki! I thought you had control over this!" You had snapped through the pain.

He looked down at your hand, horrified. "I'm so sorry; this has never happened before." He reached out again but you stepped back. He looked hurt, but like he understood. You immediately felt bad, but before you could explain that it was a knee jerk reaction he was apologising again. "I'm sorry. Please, just let me heal you." After you nodded he tentatively took your clothed wrist but let go the second he saw you wince. "I'm sorry. Can you roll your sleeve up and hold your arm out please?"

You did as he asked. You couldn't stand the pain you saw on his face when he saw what he did to you. "I'm so so sorry. I don't know why this happened." He shakes his head as he heals you.

"It's okay." You say softly.

He stopped and looked at you with wide eyes. If you hadn't known better you'd think he was angry. "No it's not." He said sternly as his emerald eyes stared into yours.

You matched his demeanor and tone. "Yes it is." He seemed to notice his demeanor because he softened. After he calmed down you continued. "You didn't mean to hurt me, you didn't know what would happen. I see that. It's hardly my worst injury anyway."

He nodded. The rest of the way back he had been distant, and had gone straight to his chambers with a nod and a goodnight. You had been upset by this development, but you were more worried about Loki. As it was, his heritage was a sore subject for him and you could tell that this absolutely tore him apart. It was weeks before he spoke to you again, and it was awkward. You had hated it, but you had eventually worked your way back to where you were as a couple.

Now special gloves and his armor are the things that allow the pair of you a bit of closeness. You even burn through regular fabric and it leaves you both craving normalcy as a couple. You love eachother more than you can express so you try to work through the challenges.

"I just don't understand why I can't control this." He says as you lay in his arms.

"Yeah, there has to be more to this somewhere. We're just not seeing it."

He hums his agreement and you both sit in silence, thinking about it for a moment. "But what could there be?"

"I don't know. But Loki?"

"Hmm?"

"Can we talk about something else for once?"

He sighs. "I suppose. It's just so difficult when I know there's an answer and a solution to all this, but not where to find it."

You sigh and face him. Apparently you can't talk about something else. "What if there's not?"

"What?"

"What if there's no solution to this? What if you're a Frost Giant and one day I wake up to find that I'm a Fire Giant from Muspelheim and there's no way we can have a normal relationship?"

He's quiet for a while. "That isn't the case and you know it."

"No I don't. Maybe my theory isn't exactly on point, but it's a very real possibility that we'll never be able to touch without hurting each other. What then?"

"I'll still love you. I'll still want you. Whatever it takes to make that work, I'm willing to do it." He murmurs.

"I love you too. I hope it all works out very soon." You say as you lean back into his arms.