The morning sun shined in Celine's bedroom. She woke up to find Loki gently cuddling her side. She used her free hand to gently stroke his black hair. His eyes fluttered open to find Celine awake. He gently hugged her to prevent hurting her and Max came in still wearing the black dress. "Celine do you have any clothes I can bor-" She cut off by seeing Loki gently hugging her. "YOU'RE OKAY!" She joined in hugging Celine. "We thought we lost you Cel!"
"You didn't and thanks to Loki, he stayed by my side when I asked him to." She looked down at her dress sadly. "I'm sorry my dress got ruined Loki. I knew you loved it because it looked so beautiful on me."
"The dress doesn't matter. What matters most is that you are safe and sound."
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I'm In Love With The god of Mischief
ФанфикCeline Robinson was an ordinary 15 year old girl living in Manhattan when she came across certain god of mischief. From what started as a normal day turned into a series of misadventures. Read, comment and vote!
