A Whole Bunch of Loki's

The God with the Green Thumb - Request by LokisGirl101

(Please excuse my lack of knowledge when it comes to gardening beyond very basic stuff, as I am unfortunately allergic to plants and therefore don't tend to attempt to garden, lest I regret it for hours to come after.)

The sun was beating down pleasantly, accompanied by a soothing breeze.

Winter had finally lifted its overbearing grasp, Spring was gradually coming to an end and the weather had tempered into something bearable.

The perfect weather for a bit of gardening.

It hadn't taken you long to get stuck into the mud and working on planting a new selection of bulbs to line the fence, a plot you had been crafting since the previous autumn.

You couldn't contain your excitement at finally putting your plan into fruition, if all went right and your green thumb worked some magic then you would have a beautiful blooming garden in no time.

Unfortunately, that meant having to play the waiting game to see the results, which was both irritating but exciting.

Definitely one of the long-term joys of gardening.

"So this is where you got to."

You looked up rom the flowerbed that you had been working on, dumping another bit of soil falling off the shovel and the last bulb to be planted.

"Loki," you smiled widely, "yes, I just couldn't resist getting my hand onto some mulch."

"I don't know, I leave you for five minutes and you're already out here," he pouted playfully. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you loved your garden more than me."

He had a point.

Your garden was one of your pride and joys, something that you took comfort in working on and taking care of.

Loki had been impressed when he'd first visited your quaint Midgardian home, expressing how it was worthy of one of his mother's smaller gardens in the palace which was a compliment that had seared itself into your mind, making you feel giddy every time you replayed it.

"Hm, maybe I do," you smiled widely.

"And here I was going to offer my services, guess I'll just go back inside and ignore you for the rest of the millennium."

"No, Loki," you whined, "you're my mulch planter."

"That sounds mildly insulting."

"Okay, my little garden helper?"

"I much prefer to be referred to as the Green God, but I'll let one slide."

You rolled your eyes and shook your head with a laugh.

"Okay, Green God, are you going to help or are you going to stand there looking fabulous?"

"I can't do both?"

"Knowing you? You'd manage."

You had to admit, he looked amazing when he dressed down from his typical Asgardian attire.

To help you in the garden, he typically wore long-sleeved green V-necked shirt and loose black trousers, typically he'd forgo wearing any shoes.

He always looked amazing and you hated it as much as you loved it.

With Loki's help, you managed to get the length of the fence done in no time.

Standing up and dusting your hands off, you looked up and down the length of the bed with a wide smile.

"I think we did great."

"We did," he smiled, putting an arm around your waist, "fancy a drink?"

"Please," you nodded.

He patted your hip then leaned down to give you a quick kiss before pulling away.

"Oh, can you also set up the hose on your way back out? We just need to water these babies and then we can find something else to do."

"You got it," he called back, waving over his shoulder with a flick of his fingers in some kind of salute.

You smiled and admired his stature as he walked away, biting your lip as you thought of the things that you're going to do to him once night had fallen.

As you waited, you walked to the swing seat that Loki had bought you for your last birthday.

It had been a wonderful surprise, coming home from work to see that he had built a small, light wooded platform and atop of that sat a black swing seat that was positioned perfectly to give you the best view of your garden.

Tilting your head back, you closed your eyes and kicked your legs gently, just enough to make the swing rock back and forth in a soothing rhythm.

With how tired you currently felt, you were beginning to wonder if you'd manage to keep Loki up with your antics or if you'd fall asleep before the first kiss was over.

Loki was back in a few minutes, carrying over two drinks, one of which he set on the floor on one corner of the platform and the other he passed to you with a quick kiss.

He pulled away and disappeared into the shed, appearing once again with a long garden hose that he wasted no time in fixing to a tap and making sure it was secure before walking back over to the flowerbed.

"No, Loki, it's okay," you smiled, setting your glass down, "I can do that."

"It's not a problem, you relax, I'm already here."

You merely nodded and continued to swing and sip your drink, watching as Loki worked him way along the newly dug soil to water your little flower babies.

At one point, he was focusing so intensely on his watering job that you decided that you needed to take advantage of his concentration while his back was turned.

Gently setting your half-empty glass down, you got up from the swing seat and snuck up towards him, your feet making no sound on the grass.

With a wide and wicked grin, you raised your hands and snapped them out to pinch his side.

Loki jumped and let out a yelp of surprise, his hand holding the hose flinching in a way that somehow made the water arch perfectly so that you were smacked directly in the face with cold water.

You let out your own cry of surprise and stepped back as Loki turned to face you, a strip of water darkening the material of his shirt across his shoulder.

"That was kind of rude," he said calmly, "I may have to get revenge for that."

"Didn't you already?" You huffed, wiping the water from your face.

"Maybe," he smirked, his eyes flickering down towards your barely wet shirt, "but I won't be satisfied until that is see-through."

Your eyes widened and you went to step back, making a helpless sound of protest, but it was too late and Loki had already turned to hose on your fully.

The cold water caught you once again, hitting across your stomach.

With another yelp, you threw your hand out and caught the trajectory of the water with your fingers, making a spurt of it redirect to hit Loki's neck and jaw.

He froze for a moment, chuckling as you laughed loudly at your shot.

"You're going to pay for that too."

The look in his eye caused a pleasant shudder to run through you, even as he caught you once again with a wave of water that cooled your heated skin and certainly woke you from your tired reverie from earlier as you turned to run away from him with a wide grin.

Maybe you would still get a chance to keep him up that night, once he was done dousing you.