Mind Mischief. Loki x OC

When Loki, the Prince of Asgard, turns up in her tavern one particularly average night- she's more than determined to take advantage of the opportunity. This spirals into endless cases of sneaking out, mischief, self-discovery, and maybe even something more than she originally bargained for.

Things that are hidden will always creep out, in hopes of being found by whoever might be searching. And there is something that Loki has been hiding, somewhere deep in the lonely, cold crevices of his heart. Can she uncover who he really is behind the title, "God of Mischief?"

- "Do you enjoy being alone?"

He considered her, sitting on the edge of the palace balcony while watching the people go by. There were so many of them. Did they all have someone to go home to? Did they all have someone who believed in them and waited for them?

"No," he breathed.

It was a confession he hadn't known he'd been holding in for all of this time.

"I don't."

Whether that was the answer to the question she posed or the answer to his, he didn't know. He didn't know if he wanted to.