Love, Just Love Away

You, What?

Darcy's Pov:

I was helping Loki finish cleaning plates when I thought of something.

"Loki, why did I wake up in my bed?" I ask him.

"Well, I heard you snoring. So I came into the living room and found you fast asleep. You looked so peaceful but uncomfortable. So I carried you to your bed." Loki said.

"You did what?" I asked surprised.

"Well, my dear Darcy, I just wanted my healer to be comfortable." He said, slowly getting quieter.

"Thank you, I just... I'm not used to someone doing that for me." I said blushing. He then put his hand on my cheek. I didn't expect this! SHRIMP NUGGETS, I thought. He then kissed the top of my head. My cheeks got even more red if that's even possible.

We just kept smiling at each other. But that was interrupted with a phone call.

Ring, ring, ring it went. I picked it up to hear Jane screaming.

"DARCY!!! LOKI. IS. BACK!!!! WATCH YOURSELF!" Jane stated and hung up.

"I'm not sure if it's a good thing, but I could hear her through the phone." Loki said with a small frown.

"It was Jane. Thank god she doesn't know you're here." I said with a sigh of relief. Loki patted my shoulder as I slumped down on the couch.

"It's fine. I'll just hide if she comes over." He said a bit shaky.

"No. They'll have to take it like it is. You'll have to explain your punishment and they'll deal with it one way or another!" I shouted with a feel of victory. It wasn't weird cause I usually do that.

"Lady Darcy-" Loki had started to say as I cut him off.

"Please call me Darcy."

"Okay, Darcy, I don't have my powers. That is part of my punishment. I am also banished from Asgard until I can bring peace to your planet from my destruction in New York. And Odin, of course, has 'disowned' me as his son. Even though I'm adopted, the only one who still cares for me is my adoptive mother Frigga. But she wasn't able to go against his will..."

As Loki went on, I started to get teary-eyed. It wasn't usual for me but it got pretty emotional when he went into his parentage.

"Okay, you're going to have to stop there if you don't want a flooded apartment." I said to Loki while he was mid sentence.

"Okay. Let me get you some tissues." He said sincerely as he got up to get my box of tissues in the bathroom.

He came back a minute later with them. Patting and rubbing my back as I blow my nose a few times.

"Thanks," I said hoping he got the point.

"For what, Darcy?" He said obviously not getting it.

"For, like, being nice and not slitting my throat." I said chuckling.

"Anytime," Loki returned the favor, chuckling himself.