Lets start this week with a new chapter. Here's a little sneak peak!
"Loki..." you clasped the front of your sheer nightgown. The fabric was soaked with sweat but you didn't care, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..." there was no use in trying to hold your tears back.
He pulled you close to his chest, resting his chin atop of your head. Du-dunk, du-dunk, du-dunk. The sound of his heart cradled you into some sort of calm.
"Whatever you saw, whatever happened. It was a nightmare, dove!", he kissed your hair.
You told him about the dream between sobs and he never loosened his grip on you. He held you tight and kept planting kisses on your head.
"He's dead, he can't hurt you."
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