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Loke's Ring Magic.
"Those are mi--"
THAT STORM MAGIC IS MINE!"
You interrupted, pissed off.
You tried to pull off the rings, but they wouldn't come loose.
Loke looked down at his hands with wide eyes, and then at you.
"What happened?! Why do I have your magic?!"
He yelled.
"Shut up! Like I would know!"
"Well maybe if you hadn't went off by yourse--"
"MAYBE IF YOU HADN'T FOLLOWED ME WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS POSITION!"
You snarled, not wanting to hear him.
Loke flinched slightly, pressing his lips together.
"..Sorry.."
"Well, why the hell did ya' follow me?"
"I was worried..."
"Why? You think I can't take care of myself?!"
Loke was silent, staring down at the ground.
"Well?"
"...."
He stood up, staring at you for a moment before embracing you strongly, and you froze.
"Uh..Loke? Let go."
"O-oh sorry. I, uh, do that to others, usually calms them.."
He mumbled sheepishly.
He looked like a hurt, guilty, puppy, and it was hard for you to not laugh.
"It's fine. Let's just get back to the Guild and see if the Master can help us."
"You mean Gramps."
"Whatever, come on. You, too, Sammy."
Sammy flew over to you.
"Oh yeah, uh, Loke, Sammy. Sammy, Loke."
You quickly introduced, before running off, the other males trailing not too far behind.
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The Tragedies Of The Hunt // Loke X Reader
Fanfiction[Previously called "Jar Of Hearts // Loke X Reader"] Charming, flirtatious men don't usually appeal to a girl like you. But, one happens to squirm his way into your heart. One fateful day, you are on a simple mission, and something happens that chan...
