Before His Fall

20

It felt like years but, in reality, it was only two hours at most. 

A healer walks out. I couldn't focus on who it was but the words are the clearest words ever spoken. 

"He is stable. He should be waking up soon. You may see him," she says stepping out the way. I run in and to his bed, slipping into the chair beside him. Frigga and Thor follow me. Frigga takes the seat opposite of me and Thor takes the seat by the wall. 

"Hey, Rocky," Thor says, "I like the hair."

My hand flies to it out of instinct. I had completely forgotten. I muster up a smile and a small thanks before my attention goes back to Loki. 

He looks peaceful. His hair was a mess and his head was tilted to the side ever so slightly. His engagement ring sat on the table beside me. He his jawline and cheekbones shinned in the lighting, almost blinding me. His left hand, which I had intertwined with my own, was limp and slightly colder than usual. 

I laid my head was laying on the bed beside his hand and I let my eyes unfocus as the world seems less interesting. His cloak, still being pulled close to me, gives off a calming aroma and helps me relax. 

What if he slips into an eternal sleep? What is he wakes up and breaks up with me? What if he dies? What if-

Darling... Stop thinking such dark thoughts. 

I sit up looking at him as his eyes flutter open and adjust to the light. 

"H-hey," he says, with some pain. I hug him, smiling. He hugs back.

I'm okay, Rocky. Stop worrying.

I will never stop worrying about you, dickhead. 

Get up here. Actually on the bed. It's uncomfortable to have you so far away. 

I lay beside him, my head laying on his shoulder rather than his chest where it would usually be. Frigga smiles at us as does Thor. 

"How are you feeling, brother?" Thor says. 

"Better now," he says glancing down at me. 

"Would you like anything, Loki?" Frigga says, meaning she was about to leave us and go inform Odin and the boys.

"Water, my ring, and an explanation or two," he says. 

Frigga gets the water and the ring. 

"Why is her hair different colors and why does she look better in my cloak than I do?" he asks her, after taking a sip. 

I giggle, "My girls dyed my hair yesterday morning," I say. 

He nods, "It looks wonderful." He says slipping his engagement ring back onto his finger while kissing my head. His mother and brother leave and I hug him tighter. "Rocky... Darling... I'm okay. Stop worrying. I'm perfectly okay. My chest is sore and the lights in here are too bright but I'm okay," he says. 

I look up at him and kiss him, causing him to kiss back gently. I pull away.

"You are going to have a scar, you know," I say, laying my head back on his shoulder, drawing scribbles in the air with a ball of magic. 

"I know, Rocks. But a kid is alive because of me," he says. 

I smile, "My fiance, the hero, future king to three realms," I giggle. 

So... since I'm so heroic... once I can leave this boring room... wanna-

Loki Friggason... I swear... you don't even have to ask if you let me keep your cloak.

You weren't going to give it back anyway.

I know.

He pulls me closer, his arms wrapping around my waist with a smirk. 

"Calm down, Romeo. I'm still mad at you for making me worry so much," I say.

He pulls me up to his lips and gives me a passionate kiss. "I'm sorry, darling. Forgive me?" he says kissing me over and over again. 

I push him away while giggling. "Okay. Only because you saved a kid. If you were jumping in front of an arrow to save anyone like Thor or Fandrall, I'd kill you," I say. 

"I love you," he says laughing.

"Love you too," I curl up to him. Soon we both fall asleep.

A healer comes in, waking us up as she does her job. 

"Queen Rocky, Prince Loki," she bows to us, "I need to rebandage your chest, my prince," she says. He nods and sits me, making me sit up as well. He takes his shirt off and I teleport off his bed so I can get a better veiw. 

Damn...I am so fucking lucky...

Oh really?

Shut up.

The healer removes the bandages and examines the wound. 

I swear if she touches my man's chest like that one more time-

Darling, are you jealous?

Shut up, Loki. You get jealous when Fandrall breathes in the same realm as me. 

The slut starts disinfecting the scarred area and her hands linger in some places. 

I'll fucking burn her hand off.

Rocky! 

She starts bandaging his chest and he notices it this time. Her hand rested on his chest. This healer was young, 15 or so, and was trying to touch my man. 

I use my magic and his chest heats up, not hurting him but making her hand hurt. She jumps away and looks at me, who looks unimpressed and mouths 'boo'. She finishes the wrap, barely touching him, who looks way too amused. 

She finally leaves and I teleport back beside him. 

"You are feisty when you're jealous," he says. 

"Shut up," I say. 

"Come here," he pulls me closer, laying me on his chest as we fall back into the bed. 

I try and move off his chest but I am held there.

He looks down at me, "Stay there. A little pain is worth how much I love having you this close to me," he says. 

I smile and kiss him before laying how he wants me to, using magic to numb some pain.