Loki's Darling

chapter ten

Your POV
I slept with my head on Loki's chest and my arm draped around him. His arms took hold on me, ensuring I wouldn't move away from him in the night. I woke up in the middle of the night. Who knows why. I was about to say something to Loki when he asked me a question.

"Are you awake?" He asked. What an odd question. I decided not to reply. Just to see if he'd say anything else. "I love you so much." I blushed at his words. "And I think you're absolutely perfect. I don't know what I would do without you by my side. I'd probably be miserable without you here." Loki has never opened up to me like this before. I love it. "You are so incredible. It's unbelievable. And I feel terrible that you went through so much pain. You know, with the baby and all. You probably didn't even want to have sex with me at that time."

"Okay, stop," he looked at me in shock. "Loki, your understanding of that day is deeply flawed. I wanted more than anything to have sex with you. It was perfect. I wouldn't go back and change anything about that day. I love you." His arms held me tighter.

"Did I wake you?" I shook my head. "I'm sorry about everything."

"Loki, I need you to understand that I have never been happier than I am right now, with you. You saved me. Saved me from a life of hurt and pain. I wish only to be here with you for the rest of eternity." He kissed my forehead lightly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, darling. I love you too." We fell asleep that night tangled in each other's arms.

I woke up with Loki's arms wrapped around my waist. We faced each other. Loki was still in a deep sleep. He's always awake before I am so, this is new. I lightly scooted closer to him and placed a gentle kiss upon his lips.

"Good morning, darling." I said copying his accent.

"Good morning, my fair lady." He grabbed my waist and pulled my body right up against his.

"Woah," I said in response to his quick actions. "It seems a bit too early to be grabbing me in such a manner."

"Kiss me, beautiful," I gently placed my lips upon his and his cold lips melted into mine. Every time I feel his cold lips against mine it reminds me that Loki in his true form doesn't look like the man I grew accustomed to looking upon. Loki is a frost giant. There's no denying it. I felt him pull me on top of him. His hands slid up inside my shirt and caressed my bare back.

"Loki," I managed to say through our kisses. "Can you show me your frost giant form?" All of his movements came to a complete halt.

"Why, darling?" I scooted off of him and sat up.

"I don't know. I'm curious." He sat up as well. I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"You're curious about very odd things, my love." He stood up out of bed. "And no, I will not."

"Why? Do you not trust me?" He turned around and grabbed my chin with thumb and other fingers.

"I don't want to lose you, darling. That's why I will not let you see me in my true and terrible form." He placed a gentle kiss on my lips. He released me and I turned into a maid this time. "Have a good day, my dear."

Mornings are always the hardest. Loki and I saying goodbye to each other for the day is just as hard as saying goodbye for decades. I love him and want to be with him through every second of every day. I entered the kitchen, where a maid needs to clean up after breakfast. I, unfortunately, am that maid today.

"Ah, good, you're here. Clean up around that side of the kitchen. This side is still in use." The head chef told me.

"Say, is that Thor ever going to become king?" Another maid asked.

"No, I heard that Odin asked him to take over but, he said no." A chef said back.

"No? Why would he say that?" The maid replied.

"Well, who's going to rule now?" A conversation between the other maid, the chef and now a server boy grew.

"Loki, I guess." The Chef said.

"No, didn't you hear? Loki's dead." The server boy whispered the last part.

"Probably for the best, now he can't keep manipulating that poor earth girl." Now, that catches my attention.

"Manipulating? Why do you say that?" I chimed in.

"How do you think he got of jail? He manipulated that girl into setting him free." The Chef replied.

"Sad story, first Loki manipulates her into setting him free then he gets her pregnant and she dies in childbirth. Loki truly is sick." He's not manipulating me.

"Well, she was an easy target. I mean look at the relationship she has with her father. Talk about daddy issues." What?!! I don't have daddy issues!!! I stormed out of the kitchen and to me and Loki's bedroom.

"Loki, get to our bedroom now! We need to talk about something!" I thought angrily to him.

"I'm on my way, darling." I sat on the edge of the bed angry as hell. Loki came into the room and knelt down to talk to me. "What's the matter?"

"Are you manipulating me?" Loki looked shocked by my words. "Are you?"

"No..."

"You're lying to me." I pushed him away from him and I stood up. "Get the hell away from me."

"Darling, you must believe me. I am not manipulating you. I love you so- so- so much." Tears spilled from my eyes. "Please don't cry." He stepped closer to me.

"Don't! Don't come any closer." Loki began to cry as well. "That's how this all started. You manipulated me into setting you free. Now i'm just some- some- some pawn in your sick game! What is it now? What are using me for now?" I'll just go home. I don't need him. "Oh my God. I can't even go home. I'm stuck here. I fucking faked my death for you, Loki!" I began to sob uncontrollably. Loki pulled me to his chest and held me tightly. "Stop! I can't- I can't- I, I'm sorry."

"(y/n), I never manipulated you and I never will. You mean the world to me." I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed into his chest.

"I'm sorry... It's just they were- they were saying things."

"Shh... Everything will be okay. I've got you." Loki and I hugged forever it seemed like. Today has been one of the hardest days. I never knew the effect gossip can have on a person. That's all it was, gossip. Who are they to assume things about Loki and I?

We are in love and that's what matters...