Loki and Thranduil Imagines

Secret

It was raining.

The rain pouring down so hard. The pitter patter of the rain echoed all around you. A silent music of the earth. The Arda Cafe was a suitable place to be when you have some kind of problems or when you need to find some peace. Especially at the time like this.

You sat at the back of the cafe. Your favourite spot. It was not cramped with people and it made you felt comfortable.

The cafe was a simple place. Not so big and yet not so small. It just cozy as it is. The cafe was painted in earthy colour. The leather couch and chairs. The wooden floor also some ancient like decoration decorating the place. There also a small library section in the cafe. Giving the customers the opportunity to read while they enjoying their drink.

You leaned back in your couch and stared out of the window glass. The trail of water running down the glass blurring your vision slightly.

You clutched the mug tightly in your hands before bringing it close to your lips. You inhaled the sweet aroma of hot chocolate, it smelled so good. Whipped cream ontop of it with a marshmellow. Adding to the sweet taste of the drink. You took a sip of the marvellous drink. The hot water burnt down your throat in a soothing way. Speading the warm feeling in your chest.

The drink tasted so familiar.

Bringing a painful memory.

You missed him. You missed him so much. His sharp, mesmerising cerulean eyes. His long shiny golden hair. His strong jaw. His beautiful brows. Everything about him, you missed it.

Thranduil Oropherion.

A childhood friend of yours. You knew him since you were a kid back then. The first meeting and the special memories he created with you.

Most of the things you did were with him. And now he's not here anymore. You remembered back then when you pranked your homerun teacher with Thranduil. He suggested to put a pail filled with fish water on the door lid. So that when the teacher open up the door, it will fall on him.

And it did.

The teacher was drenched wet with fish water and smelled like he just out of a sewer.

Oh, he was so mad that his face turned tomato red. Unfortunately he caught the both of you and sent you to the principal.

You know what the punishment right?

Freaking detention.

Which ended up with the teacher being pranked. Again.

You smiled at the sweet memories. And took another sip of the heavenly beverage.

You were always the problematic ones in your family. Your parents was not the parents that every kids wished to have. You have an abuse relationship with them. They favoured your sister more than you. Saying things about that you were an accident that they failed to prevent it.

Accident.

Failure.

"Why is God so cruel to us to sent such a burden as you?! You are nothing than a dirt under my boot! Heck, even dirt worth more than you!"

It started since you were a little kid. A two year old girl that being whipped just for a simple mistake. But oh, sweet, sweet Thranduil, he changed your dull life into a colourful one. His presence is like a warm bright sun that lightened up your dark world.

You met him when you were eleven. Where he just moved into your neighbourhood. His family is one of the important family in rhe country. Being a 'noble' as you called it, everyone treated them like a royalty. Full with respect and admiration.