Imagine telling Loki your pregnant
You kept glancing down at the ring on your finger. It seemed like only yesterday when Loki had dropped down onto his knee and proposed to you. You sat in your chambers, your hand gently pressed against your stomach. You hadn't brought up the courage to tell him yet, as you didn't know how he would react. Loki came in through the doors, taking you by surprise. "Y/N my love, how are you. I'm so sorry it took so long", he said, coming over to you, kissing you on the forehead. You don't reply, your too busy trying to think. "Y/N, what's wrong", he said, kneeling down in front of you, gently holding your hand. You look into his concerned eyes, "Loki, my love, my king. Your going to be a father". His eyes begin to sparkle in tears as he cups your cheek, kissing you. "I love you", he said, squeezing your hand and gently kissed your stomach, as you both cried happy tears together
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Imagines : LOKI #Wattys2015
FanfictionImagine ... if you were to meet Loki. Put yourself in the story in my short imagines with the God of Mischief (Warning!: Contains Happy/Sad stories, so prepare for the feels!)
