Frost Bite (Loki x OC)

Chapter 1

It had been three years since Eira moved and started living in New Mexico. She was settled in well, she had a job and a nice little apartment to live in. Her hair was well kept now, but never cut. Her hair stayed at the direct end of her back, always. She usually keeps it in two braids so that it wouldn't be messy. She currently works at a diner close to her apartment. During the years that passed, her powers only grew stronger, but she never feared her power, not once. She used a bit of it to create small ice beads akin to crystal that tinkled like wind chimes whenever the wind blew. About two years ago,when she finally could sleep, she started having dreams, ones that usually centered around a boy, Loki, that was his name. The dreams seemed more as if she was watching things that were currently happening, as if she was there, but not physically. She learned quite a lot from the dreams. Loki has an older brother that everyone seemed to adore, while Loki himself seemed like quite the lone wolf. She learned after a few dreams that Loki was truly mischievous and very intelligent. She witnessed his vulnerable moments and his jealousy grow, she wished she could talk to him, tell him, convince him, that he wasn't alone, he wasn't a monster, he wasn't looked down upon, at least not by her.

She experienced the dreams more frequently when it was close to the day Thor's coronation would take place. She witnessed Loki make plans to ruin Thor's coronation, she saw the malicious yet lonely and hurt look in his eyes as he made his decision, she couldn't stop him.

Eira was in deep thought as she made pancakes and coffee for the customer that ordered. She had a feeling that right at this moment, Loki's plan was being carried out. She shook her head as she sighed at how mischievous he proves himself to be, truly the God of Mischief. She brought the order out and set it down on the table of the customer then walked back inside of the kitchen. She felt a bit guilty that she was able to see all of what Loki was up to, even if it was unintentional and she couldn't necessarily control it. Eira has already admitted to herself that she might have grown more attached to the boy in her dreams than she would've liked but she guessed that might've been the plan from the get go, to get her attached to him.

"Excuse me, Miss? Miss? Miss!" a voice called out to Eira, patience clearly running thin. Eira's head snapped to the direction of the voice a little frazzled but alert. She nodded to signal that she was paying attention and took the order given by the irritated man. She immediately got to work to make up for the lost time, not wanting to upset the man more. Five hours later, she finally finished her shift and walked out of the diner. It was dark outside, stars littering the sky, bringing back the nostalgia she felt every time she saw stars, they reminded her of the mountains. "Somewhere up there, there's a young man deprived of love and thirsty for attention." she giggled, intentionally jabbing at Loki playfully, even though she knows that he didn't hear her. She continued walking but immediately tripped and almost fell flat on her face. "That is some scary karma." she hissed before getting up, brushing her knees off and heading home, to eavesdrop on a certain god's life once more.

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She snuggled into her covers and closed her eyes, drifting into a sleepless night once more. When she opened her eyes, she was once again in surroundings foreign but familiar to her. She looked around and saw Thor strutting down the aisle with all of his unintentional arrogance rolling off of him in waves. Masses of people were gathered in the room, cheering and hooting for the prince. 'This must be his coronation...' Eira thought, putting the puzzle pieces together. Eira looked around in awe, the place looked so festive. She floated up a bit higher trying to take in as much as she could of the sight. In the 'dreams' she is capable of floating like she does in reality, but doing it in the dream never feeds off of her energy to keep afloat. Eira turned to her left and saw Loki right beside her, she jumped in shock as she never expected to be that close to him. She quickly distance herself a bit, to respect his privacy and all. She looked closely at him, he looked hurt and jealous, she moved her hand to rest on his shoulder in a comforting touch, even if he couldn't feel it. Odin tapped the bottom of his spear on the floor and the room immediately went silent as Odin spoke to Thor. Eira's eyes were fixed on Loki's entire posture though, it was rigid. She floated behind him and rest both her hands on his shoulders and placed her chin on the cold metal that was his helmet. She thought that she felt him relax under her touch for a moment but quickly shook the thought from her head as she remembered that would be ridiculous because he didn't know that she was there.