My dark-haired prince (Loki Laufeyson&Tom Hiddleston x one shot)

Crown(Loki x reader one-shot)

This pic of Tommy inspired me to write this, Please enjoy!

Warnings: Death is being briefly mentioned at the beginning and the very end so please skip if you might be triggered by it! Some sadness but mostly fluff!

p.s: (E/c)=eye colour 

You and Loki have been friends forever. Your father, as the royal artist, brought you with him to work and that's when you first met Loki. You guys soon became friends. Him being your protector, where people can see you or Loki, the other one would always be near. 

The year when you turned eighteen and Loki turned nineteen, your father died. 

It was Loki who helped you went through all those rough times. When you had nightmares, Loki would always be the first one to tend you and stay with you at night, sometimes till the next morning. And that's when he started to have feelings for you. He thought it was just momentary as you guys spent more time together during that period than you ever had. But he was wrong, very wrong. The feelings only grew stronger and stronger until he couldn't even contain himself. He gravitated towards you, longed for you. Your smile, your laugh, the scent of your hair like the morning dew on the prettiest rose in the royal garden, the way that you'd comfort him when he too was haunted by nightmares, your voice, everything about you he was attracted to. But he was so scared. He was so scared that you'd reject him and the only person who understands him and his soulmate would be gone; he's ashamed; he's ashamed of his heritage, a frost giant.  

He's been so afraid to break the ice, until...

One day, you left the castle to the mountains for materials and inspirations for your art. You walked through a particularly steep slope that was overgrown with weed. You heard that past this part of the forest there will be a magnificent rose bush area. You were determined and when you've finally climbed over the last rock you were in awe. It was a neatly trimmed grassy field with bushes of rose in all different colours dotted in. But you were confused, how was it that the grass was so neat? Had someone been coming to this place and taking care of it? Suddenly, something catches your attention. You were about to get closer to that mysterious figure hiding amongst the rose bushes when it suddenly turned around revealing the face that gave you a huge relief. 

"Loki!" you ran towards him as he stood up, opening his arms for a hug. 

"Oh! Darling, how did you manage to find me?" Loki looked down at you with his arms still around your waist, eyes full of affection.

"Well, I wasn't looking for you, I was just around looking for inspirations." you looked up, into his emerald eyes.

"Oh, is that so? Any luck?" Loki seemed amused but still wasn't willing to let you go.

You gently pulled out of the hug, you could tell Loki was trying to not let his disappointment show through. 

"Not much so far...But you! Why didn't you tell me there's such a wonderful place like this in Asgard?!" you jokingly punched him in the chest to show your discontent. 

"Well, I've only found this place about two months ago and was going to take you here for a picnic on your birthday as a surprise. I've spent weeks trying to tend these plants and make them look their best when I bring you here, but I suppose it won't be much of a surprise now." He shrugged but sincerity was written all over his face.

"Alright, fine, you always got a way of letting things get past Odinson." you flash him one of the warmest and brightest smiles and shrugged as you slightly tilt your head.

He stared at you for a bit, as if lost in your (e/c) eyes, as were you, in his emerald green pools. He gently cleared his throat and looked away just when you were showing some disappointment.