A Tale of Mischief and Mutants

I'm Not Leaving

—Sam—-

"It's getting kinda late."

It's 11:30 at night I pause the game and save our progress.

"You're just going to leave it at that?!"

Loki despite not initially being keen on the game had become enthralled with it. I smile I knew he'd like the story.

"We can pick it back up again first thing tomorrow."

He nods reluctantly. We head to bed my anxiety starts rearing it's head again. It's no where near as bad as it had been yesterday but Loki definitely notices. He pulls me close as we get into bed. He looks me in the eyes as he moves a strand of hair out of my face.

"Mortal what is troubling you?"

He knows it's my nightmare what he's truly asking is what my nightmare was about.

"It's not important."

I look away from his eyes. I don't want him to worry about it. He lifts my face so I meet his eyes again.

"It is if it's causing you fear."

I sigh.

"There's nothing you can do about it."

"Tell me anyway. ...please."

His tone had been a little demanding at first which often happened when he was worried about something but he had seemed to realize this and softened his tone with a please. I find this incredibly sweet he doesn't speak in that tone to just anyone. I give in and explain the dream. He looks upset by my dream.

"No one can touch you when you're with me Sam. You must know that."

"I do. I know that, I'm not afraid of them coming for me when I'm here, nobody's that stupid. I'm afraid to sleep Lo' you're not with me there."

I'm not afraid of being physically attacked by anyone here in New Asgard with Loki. I can't shake the feeling that here I'm somewhat untouchable. Loki could kill someone for looking at me wrong and probably get away with it. He looks troubled I knew this would happen he's just going to worry about me now and have no way to fix it. He frowns sadly.

"I wish I could be."

"I'll be ok Loki it's just tough right now. At least I can always wake up to you."

He looks really sad now.

"Until you leave."

I realize suddenly that I haven't expressed my intentions to stay here after my papers go through to Loki. I had just kind of gotten used to the idea and never said anything about it. 'How could I be such an idiot?'

"Loki I'm not leaving."

"What?!"

He doesn't believe what he's hearing.

"I've thought about it for a while and I think... I think I'm falling for you. S-so I'm not going back to live at the school."

He doesn't respond looking at me shocked and I start to think I've been a bit too presumptuous I look at him nervously.

"...if that's ok."

"Mortal..."

I've somehow gotten his silver tongue tied. He's unable to come up with words to express what he's feeling instead he gives up on words and kisses me suddenly. I kiss him back. Without words he's told me this is more than ok. We pull away and I smile.

"Did you really think you could get rid of me?"

"I had hoped not."

I kiss him again.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

We lay there peacefully for a long time just enjoying being together. I eventually doze off once again graced with a peaceful rest.