|| One Shots || Loki Laufeyson

Mortal

It was nearly midnight. He was sitting alone on the couch in his chamber, his thoughts wandering anxiously. He had never felt like that before - sad, unsure about future and above all extremely worried about such a fragile, pathetic mortal. He had never loved anyone as much as he loved you and now he was certainly sure about those feelings. And there was one thing that wouldn't let him sleep this night - your life.
The day before, you two were on a fight with Thor; Frost giants attacked again and you nearly died. And that terrifying incident suddenly made him more than aware of that you weren't long-lived as him, not to tell about immortality.
And now, hunting by a view of your dead body, he couldn't sleep. Every time since yesterday when he was closing his eyes he has seen you dead, cold and he was alone again.
And even most horrendous thing was the fact that one day you will die indeed, and he couldn't do anything to avoid that.
Suddenly, he heard quiet steps. You left your bedroom as soon as you find out that he wasn't with you in bed.
"Are you okay?" You asked quietly, walking forward to him. He didn't even look at you.
"Yes, my love. Everything is..." he smiled, but you saw the sadness in his eyes.
"Don't." You interrupted him. "..Don't do it again. You know I can tell when you're laying to me. What's wrong, snowflake?" You murmured, and you sat on his lap. He opened his mouth as he wanted to say something, but instead, he just gazed at you, and this looks utterly shocked you. He looked so... distraught, lost and broken as you have never seen him like that before.
"Loki, tell me." You nearly cried, scared of what possibly could make HIM look like that. "My love, what's wrong?"
"You know, that I'm thousand years old?" He started slowly, looking away from you. "And I will live another thousand of years and... you're mortal.... and you will die someday." This words he said with such a sore voice, full of pain that you couldn't believe that this was Loki speaking. You could tell that he was trying hard not to cry. You gently cupped his face in your hand and pulled his head up to make him look at you.
"Yes, I will. But that's how this world works, isn't it? We are born, we live and we die. Nothing can change it." You said softly. That was rough but honest words, he knew it.
"I don't want you to die, my love." He begged. He cradled his face into the crock of your neck. You hugged him tenderly. So this was what frightened him so much; the fact that you're not immortal. You didn't know if you're heart shivered because of love for him or because you were so worried about him.
"I know. I don't want to die too but... it is how it is..." you mumbled, not knowing what to say to cheer him up. You would never leave him, you knew how your death would break him.
"Hey, Loki. Look at me." You gently grab his cheek to push it up. "I will die someday, and we both have to accept it. There is no other way, I'm afraid."
"So I will find one. For you, for us." He hissed almost angry, determined. You knew that he could even move an entire galaxy for you, kill all the living creatures only if you could want him to do it.
"No, you don't have to..." you said painfully, scared a bit about him.
"I need to. And I will." He almost whispered and you saw a single tear escaping his eye, and streaming down his cheek. You widened your eyes. You have never seen him crying, especially because of you.
"No Loki. This is not right." You shook your head, wiping the tear. "No one should break this world's laws. Death is something normal, that happens, its necessary to give our lives matter. So as soon as I'm alive, we should appreciate this time together." You said calmly, softly. You pulled him to your arms and hugged him tightly. He was your entire world and you were his world and neither of you two could live without each other, that much you knew.
You stayed like that in silent for a while, listening to the sounds of night in Asgardian palace.
"I don't want you to go." He whispered with a harsh voice. He was trying to hold his tears inside, but you felt him shaking in your arms. You hugged him tighter, stroking his soft hair, and you kissed him on his forehead.
"I know. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, snowflake."

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