I Don't Believe We've Met

Vows

Time passed as if in the blink of an eye after that moment.

Loki had been given his commendation by the governor that next morning, and the entire ceremony went off without a single incident or word of any looming threat, much to the relief of the entire team. Thor stood at his brother's side with as much pride radiating from him as you had ever seen, but you stayed back with the team as to not draw any attention from your new fiancé just because you were now engaged and the world had yet to know. Of course, they would want to know and they would make it their business for it to become their business.

When they did finally find out, Tony took immediate charge of how much the press would find out, which included a full lock-down on any information regarding your upcoming wedding. A fake date was "leaked", pictures were staged of the two of you out an about in the city to throw them off as to what plans you were making, and invitations to the event were scarce, as only the team would be allowed to attend. Neither of you wanted a large ceremony or party anyway, so letting Tony take over the game of sending the media on a wild chase was more than appealing when you had enough real work to do as it was. All in all, he actually seemed like he was enjoying himself with it, after so many years of dodging them and dealing with their intrusiveness into his own life; he gave himself full creative liberties with them and was doing some of his best work.

Loki had finally begun to feel at ease within the group, and he found himself taking part in more missions, carving out a home within the team and a role to be played when their efforts became dangerous and they're reliance on each other was crucial. He wanted to be an active partner to each of them, but if keeping his new teammates safe meant reverting back to a few of his favorite magic tricks, then so be it. No one seemed to mind when they all came home alive because of them, so he continued to enjoy the comfort of familiarity that he had been denied of for too long now.

With daily life for the two of you going so well, with Loki as an Avenger and with your work as busy as ever, the real date of your wedding practically snuck up on you as if from nowhere. The energy around the compound that day was hectic to say the least, all the while trying to keep a low profile to not draw in any unwanted guests. Anyone standing within feet of the building would have felt the energy emanating from it, the epicenter of it all being shared between the two most important men in your life.

"Have you written vows, brother?"

"Oh, dear...no. W-was I supposed to?"

"It might make for awkward silence if you haven't," Thor smiled, slapping a reassuring hand on Loki's shoulder. "Don't worry. Once you're up there with (Y/N), the words will come to you with ease, I have no doubt."

"At least that's one of us," Loki muttered under his breath. His shaking fingers fumbled with the knot of his tie as he tried to adjust it, even though it sat perfectly straight around his neck. It was a force of habit when his anxieties grew, making him remember readily exactly why he never really wore one before. "Thor, can I ask something?"

"Of course, always."

"Has Tony spoken to you at all about the wedding? Has he said anything in regard to (Y/N) and her choice of me as her husband?"

"No," Thor answered readily, cocking his head to the side in confusion, "should he have? Do you sense that he's no longer supportive of this? I can speak to him if you wish me to."

"No, it's not that. I just feel as if he gave me permission to ask for (Y/N)'s hand, but now that the day is upon us, he seems to be hesitant to agree with his own decision. He seems conflicted and I have yet to say more than a few words to him today. We've been able to build somewhat of a...dare I say it...a friendship and trust that I worry has been broken and I am at a loss as to how."