For Better or For Worse (Loki x Reader)

Chapter Thirteen

Hello, all! So I probably won't be posting next week because I'm going on a family vacation. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Drop a comment or vote to let me know what you think!

~~~~~~~~~~~(Y/N)'s POV~~~~~~~~~~~

I ran my hands over the spines of the tomes sitting on the bookshelf in Loki and I's shared room. I sat with my legs folded under myself, my wine colored dressed creating a ring of soft fabric around me. I sighed, letting my finger fall from the titles of countless books. I ran a hand through my hair as I thought about the man I was share my life with.

I had been so sure of myself, so confident in my feelings, when I reached up and kissed him on the cheek. It wasn't much, but a kiss was still a kiss. No matter how small, they still held meaning. I had finally given into my feelings and realized hat I was slowly falling in love with the god of mischief. I wanted to express them to him, but I wasn't sure how, so I did so in the only way I could think of. The smile he had given me was so genuine, and I was nearly one hundred percent positive that he felt the same way. I shook my head and went back to inspecting the titles, set on pushing my racing thoughts from my mind.

Now, thinking back on my rash decision, I wasn't so sure. I had crossed a line. I don't even know what had brought me to step so far out of my comfort zone to do so. It was so unlike me.

There was suddenly a knock on the door, causing me to jump. I put a hand on my chest to calm myself and called for the visitor to enter. I watched silently as Loki slowly entered the room from the suite, making his presence known with a knock on the doorframe that separated the bedroom and the living area. I looked up expectantly but when our eyes met, I looked away in embarrassment, trying to calm my racing heart. I heard the black haired man step over to me, and out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him kneel next to me. A cold, lithe hand brushed my (H/C) hair out of my face, forcing me to look at the man. The blush covering my cheeks only continued to grow as our eyes met once more.

"(N/N), can I talk to you? Out on the terrace maybe?" he asked softly, looking hopeful. My heart continued to flutter inside my chest, a new wave of apprehension washing over me. I nodded anyway, and he gave me a small smile which I returned the best I could. He stood and offered his hand to me which I took, letting him help me form my spot on he floor. Loki kept his cold but soft hand wrapped around mine as he led me out into the terrace. We approached the terrace railing and looked down at the scenery.

"(N/N)?" Loki asked, his voice uncharacteristically soft and unsure. I nodded as I looked over him expectantly. I watched him take a deep breath, and he seemed to be having a hard time putting his words together. My blush that had finally disappeared just a few seconds ago returned as I felt him rub that back of my hand with his thumb. "I know we were rushed into marriage, not knowing anything about each other really," he said slowly. He let out another and scratched the back of his head, looking at the scenery below the terrace. After a few short moments, he looked over at me, and his green eyes met my (E/C) ones. "But I have grown very fond of you, and I was wondering if you would allow me the pleasure of courting you."

I was stunned to silence at his words. That's not how I imagined this conversation going. I thought he would be mad, he would yell at me for stepping over his boundaries, but none of that happened. Instead, he had just confessed his feelings to me. I didn't know how to react. I had never been allowed to court anyone in my life, my mother and father not letting me. I was always meant to marry a prince or worse, an old king. This was completely new, and I wasn't sure how to handle it.

But I was sure of how I felt about the man standing in front of me, a nervous expression on his face. He was a misunderstood, broken man, but I could tell he used to be a great man that I had grown very fond of. He had taught me more complex magic, more than I thought possible and taught me of the wonders the Nine Realms. He was also incredibly charming and not to mention handsome.