Young God | L. Laufeyson

23. Overwhelming

"Ahhh, I missed you so much." Aurora grins while holding her leather jacket against her chest. She has missed the useful clothing while the Asgardian dress would certainly be only a dreadful memory, the pants are much more comfortable. Whilst charging her iPod and changing her outfit, Loki stands in front of the the room to guard it, his back facing her to grant her privacy.

"Is it of necessity to waste any more time?" He complains, still waiting for her to gather her belongings.

"Almost done." Aurora slips into the gray shirt of hers before putting on the green leather jacket and her beloved jet boots. Her gun is placed at the side of her belt as the little device which would turn into a space helmet is attached behind her ear. Her hands are covered in black, fingerless leather gloves and now she's in her usual outfit. "It seems like this mission will be our last time with each other."

"And what do you think of that?"

Grabbing her notebook, she puts it into her pocket and then leaves the room, nudging Loki to move. His emerald eyes are attached to her when he turns around, finding her somehow even more beautiful in this strange outfit than in the dress because it just seems to appear more natural and to represent her.

"I'll miss you a lot, Loki." A sad smile graces her lips and Aurora motions him again to move, not understanding why he's suddenly so awestruck. "Our path doesn't have the same direction. Not that it had before anyway since I'm not a settler as you desire the throne and have some odd hate-love relation with Asgard which I'm actually still confused about. But... I just didn't expect us to get separated this soon."

He remains silent and looks deeply into her eyes, standing still like a statue next to her as she returns his gaze. The night where she comforted him about his mother's death has changed him and now Loki questions his relationship with Aurora. The feelings are growing with each second and his thoughts suddenly just circle around this auburn-haired girl who should be called his.

Never ever has the God of Mischief expected to develop feelings for a mortal but Aurora is so different. So human. Loki doesn't know what to do without her, their time together made him dependent on her. Now that he gets his chance for vengeance, he isn't just focused on how to avenge Frigga anymore and is forced to deal with his feelings for Aurora. But because of his ignorance towards the truth in the past, they hit him now like a wave and overwhelm him. At the moment, all he wants to do is taste her lips.

Damn these shackles, he mentally swears.

"Loki..." Aurora mumbles, her heart racing at the sudden tension and she notices how intense his look is. It'll tear her heart apart to leave him.

"The prisoners have escaped! Alert the King!" The two guards spot them and ruin whatever Aurora and Loki just had, running towards them to catch them.

"Wait!" Aurora yells, raising both hands in surrender while Loki stares at her in disbelief. With his shackles, he's merely of use and he cannot abandon her either, so he's forced to do nothing but staying with her.

The guards stop right in front of them, their weapons pointed mostly at Loki and they look with confusion at her while they're cautious around the fallen prince. "Surrender or harm shall fall upon you!"

"Can I properly charge my iPod first?"

"Why in Hel's name would you do this now?" Loki almost groans, trying to come up with a plan while Aurora just shrugs.

"Because I need some good music if I wanna fight them."

"What?" Now both guards are confused and this is Aurora's chance to grab her iPod and start the song Ballroom Blitz from her playlist after putting on her headphones.