Celine had a very tiring day today. Max had detention for jack-slapping the coach at gym class because he told her to climb the rope and she had to wait for her so they can leave together. Honestly, can't that girl go through one whole day without getting into any trouble? One of these days, Max is gonna end up in juvie, military school or a reform school for troubled teenagers. She made it home and fell on her bed letting sleep take over her tired body. Without knowing on what's going on, Loki crawled into bed and wrapped his arms around her waist causing her to smile as she slept. Loki gently played with one of the loose strands of her green hair. Celine opened her eyes slightly to find the mischievous god cuddling her. Instead of fighting him, she brought herself closer to him. "I needed this."
He smiled at her gently giving her kisses. "Of course you do, my love." Max walked in and saw what was going on. She quickly walked out and did her own little victory dance. "I was right!" Loki caressed Celine as she fell asleep in his arms.
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I'm In Love With The god of Mischief
FanfictionCeline 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!
