"You can gather your belongings and place them in the guest room," you suggested to Loki, aiming to ensure his comfort. The room exuded a warm, welcoming ambiance, with soft, plush furnishings and a gentle, comforting scent.
"I'm quite fine for the moment," Loki replied, a hint of cockiness in his tone, suggesting that he had something up his sleeve. After a moment's pause, he grabbed his belongings and headed into the room you had designated.
"I'll be doing breakfast in the meantime," you mentioned, heading towards the kitchen. The kitchen was bathed in the soft morning light, casting a warm glow over the room. You stood there, contemplating what to prepare. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air as you began cutting the vegetables.
As you finished preparing the food, you set the plates on the dining table, its wooden surface inviting and reminiscent of shared meals with friends and loved ones. You settled into a chair and glanced at your phone to attend to some messages while you waited for Loki.
Footsteps coming down the stairs interrupted your digital world. Loki appeared, looking refreshed, his slightly blushed cheeks giving his otherwise pale face a charming allure. You couldn't help but find him somewhat cute as he sat down across from you, eyeing the assortment of fruits before him.
"One thing I shall divulge," Loki declared, making eye contact with you, "your culinary skills never fail to astound me, and that's a rare delight."
"Thank you," you replied, a warm smile on your face as you began to eat.
You savored your meal, taking in the comforting atmosphere of your home. The sound of the wind outside, causing the snow to shift, was a soothing backdrop. You loved the satisfying crunch of snow beneath your boots. It was 11 am, and although it was chilly, the sun's rays provided some warmth.
An idea struck you, and you set your fork down, catching Loki's attention. He placed his own fork down, his gaze locked onto yours.
"Do you like snow?" you inquired, tilting your head slightly.
"I don't harbor any particular fondness for it," Loki replied, brows furrowed. "What are your thoughts on the matter?" he countered with a question.
"Have you ever made a snowman?" you asked, a shy smile gracing your face.
"Pardon me? A what, exactly?" Loki asked, clearly puzzled.
"A snowman, do you not know what that is?" you asked, genuinely surprised by his lack of familiarity.
"I'm not entirely clear on your meaning," Loki admitted, his confusion apparent.
"Well, when we're done with eating, I can show you," you proposed, picking up your fork to continue your meal. Loki nodded in agreement and continued to eat.
After finishing your breakfast, you approached Loki. "Do you remember that we got you a winter jacket?" you reminded him, your eyes meeting his as he towered over you.
"I do, my dear, but why all these questions?" Loki chuckled, clearly amused by the sudden barrage of inquiries.
Realizing you had indeed been asking a lot of questions, you smiled. "Well, go put it on and wait for me at the garden door," you instructed him.
"As you wish," Loki replied with a playful tone, heading to his room. You, too, went to your room to don your winter attire, including a hat, scarf, and gloves to keep the chill at bay. Finally, you both stood at the back door, Loki already holding his jacket.
"Let's go outside," you announced, opening the door to your garden. The garden was transformed into a winter wonderland, with the soft, white snow glistening in the sunlight. "Put your jacket on; you'll catch a cold otherwise," you cautioned. Loki complied, his breath visible in the crisp winter air.
YOU ARE READING
Loki x Reader
Fanfiction[Smut] It's winter season. Most of New York is covered in snow. You thought spending some time alone, but that was not what Loki intended to do with your time.
