Loki and Thranduil Imagines

Merry Christmas Darling (Loki x Reader)

Hello everybody! Hereby, Thranki is wishing you all Merry Christmas for those who celebrate it. I hope you have a great day and have fun with your family! Merry Christmas!

"Quick Loki! We are running late!!!" You shrieked as you drag your husband to the Bifrost.

He would be impressed with your sudden speed and strength as you dragged him forward, not that he was underestimated you no, but he was not impressed even a bit about it. Not one bit. It was him supposedly Thor-Free day and yet here you are dragging him to meet his brother in Midgard.

"Dear, why are heading to Midgard?" His tone indicating that he was annoyed with you as his hand flailed behind him as you ran like a certain Speedster.

Both you and he now arrived at the Bifrost as you beamed at Heimdall.

"Good Morn Heimdall! How fare you?"

"I am good Lady (Y/N), and you my Prince. "

"Not. A. Word." He gritted out.

He swore that the glint in the Gatekeeper eyes was getting brighter. He was trying to spite him did he?

Heimdall turned to you with a barely concealed glint in his eyes. Indeed he was taking a great pleasure in the situation Loki managed to land himself in today. "Off to Midgard then Princess?"

"Yes!" You nodded enthusiastically.

"Oh, and before that." You reached into your pocket dimension and brought out a medium sized box and handed them to Heimdall.

"Merry Christmas Heimdall."

He nodded his thanks before he thrust his sword into the slot and swirling rainbow engulfed you.

You landed in front of your country home that you bought when you first married Loki. With a massive fight with Loki of course.

"(Y/N)." Loki called out to you before he wrapped his arms around your body. Keeping you warm.

Snow fallen slowly, painting the world under a thick wide blanket.

The air was cold but there was certain warmth filling the air. It was the joy of people in Midgard as they celebrating the festival.

"And I believe as Heimdall would say, we are not dressed warm enough." Breathed Loki softly in your ear.

You giggled a bit as you remembered the incident. It was one dreadful day and yet it made you laugh today. Loki was no longer mad at you for dragging him for dragging him to this mud world.

He could not stay mad at you, you were too good for him and he did not want that to leave him. He already lost him mother; he is not going to loss you. He knew that you had been waiting to celebrate Christmast when you heard Thor talking about it back in Asgard.

It interests him yes, but he won't admit it. At least he could celebrate it with you at their little house. No Thor, no stupid and annoying Stark, no Avengers or SHIELD, only you and him.

You leaned your head back a little before pecking him in the cheek. You wrapped your hand around his bigger one and walked to your house.

"Loki, would you be a dear and go buy the tree?" You said from the kitchen.

Loki frowned before he put down his book. The house now filled with LED lights decorating and slithering around the wall and the door. Red stockings hung around the hearth. The smell of Turkey wafted around the air.

"Why would we need a tree?"

Truly, he could not understand why you would hang around Christmas cards that you got out of nowhere and stockings.