Learn to Love Again || Loki X Reader

Part Six

There were so many questions that it burned your brain. Pff. It was probably what he wanted. To see you confused. To have to rely on him for answers.

Though you still can't deny that he's hot. Even more than before. Now that Loki had gotten himself more of a 'bad boy' attitude, you found yourself wanting him. Not that you liked the 'bad boys'. No.

You liked the dominance that they had. Not that you were saying that you are submissive, but more loving of people with power over you. Someone who could hold all of your secrets above your head, and do the dirtiest things to you in the dark.

That's what Mark had done. And you had found yourself liking him more every day whenever he had done it. Though you don't remember liking it before you met him. Mark was just a whole new experience to you. He was a new spice that you had never tasted before, and once you had some, you couldn't stop. It was addicting.

Well, it was until Loki had fount out. And then all the attraction that you had felt towards Mark was bled out of you. You had closed up and off, and Loki was just as closed as you. The two of you had both retreated into shells of yourselves around each other. It was quite saddening, but you could not deny that it wasn't your fault. You had caused this- it was the temptation fo something more, of something new, that had presented itself with Mark that allowed everything to happen. If only you had had more self-control, then maybe none of this would have happened.

And now, you were anxiously anticipating what was going to happen with Loki. He had given you a second chance, something that you weren't even sure you would give yourself if the roles were reversed. Loki and his compassion.

Mark couldn't be colder in your mind. Loki had taken over like an infestation. All of your thoughts were drowning in each other, with the image of your lover at the forefront of your mind now constantly. You found yourself almost unable to do normal tasks now- the wait for him was too great.

Though you didn't even know if he would come or not. He said he would, sooner or later, but how could you trust him at the moment? His whole personality just did a 180. It just... wasn't like Loki to be like this. You were scared of him, almost.

But you were also intrigued. Very intrigued. And you were so deep in thought about Loki and how you felt about him that when you heard a knock on your apartment door, you gasped and turned from your position near the fridge in the small kitchen. You then raced towards the door and swung it open, to find that the man you were thinking about was right there in front of you, in a drenched shirt and pants. Though he looked wildly hot, and many questions filled your mind once again, you could only say one thing:

"Why are you wet? It's not even raining outside."

...you were a little puzzled, to say the least. All Loki could do was grin at you again.

"Why don't you help me take off these soaked clothes, then, hmm?" He took a step towards you. You stepped back. "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before, love. The only name that you'll remember after this is mine."

You take another step back to find yourself pinned to a wall. You chuckled nervously. "This is really happening..." You stare into his eyes again, struggling to find meaning behind his actions in them.

"Oh, you bet it is, darling." That was all he said before he pinned your hands above your head and kissed you as you had never been kissed before. 

You wake up drenched in sweat, breathing heavily at the dream you just had. Since when were your dreams so lucid that they felt like they happened? Surely it wasn't the future. Why were you having these vision like sequences? Loki wasn't making you see them, was he? 

You needed to take your mind off the dreams again, so you got out of bed and immediately headed for the kitchen, heading towards the coffee machine. You fingers hovered over the coffee grains until you shook your head and decided that you need something stronger. You wandered over the the alcohol cabinet instead, taking out a bottle of vodka. You didn't care that 'it was too early', or that you shouldn't drink as much as you usually do. You were already starting to get sick of these dreams of an alternate Loki. 

The thought of Loki made you wonder when he'd be back. You were sure that he wouldn't take too long- he didn't want your newfound interest in what he had to say to dwindle, after all. You pondered over the events from yesterday, and you found yourself lost in his story. What a tragic story it was, with him being adopted and cast out once he learnt the truth from his non-biological father, but you found that you couldn't find pity for him, or even sympathize for what he must have felt. You were still too distressed over what he done to you. 

As you take a long gulp of the vodka straight from the bottle, you glance at your door, half-expecting Loki to appear out of nowhere and explain why your recent dreams connected to each other, and why he was someone entirely different in them. Maybe his actions were a reflection of what you needed in life at the moment- someone who can make every pain that you've felt go away in a blink of an eye, or in a simple caress of the cheek. 

You were tempted to try and go to bed again, now that you felt a warm buzz in your stomach, and see if another dream would occur. But then you remembered that you had work today, and you groaned. Damn. You go to put the bottle of vodka away, but as you do that, a flash of green occur in your peripheral vision. You spin around to find a green rose with golden edges, and a card with similar colours. You hurry over to the objects, picking up the card with carefulness. 

My darling, it read, 

I won't be back for a while. I'm off on an errand that needs my immediate attention. If you really want to know, then it's because of you. I'm picking up a gift. How exciting! 

See, I can be nice. 

Until we meet again. 

Love, 

Loki (Your one and only) 

You scoffed as you finished reading the letter. What bullshit. Loki picking up a gift for you? It would probably be something simple, but then again, he was a God. He would actually be quite over the top. "Drama queen," you muttered. You wondered what he was going to get you and why it would take so long as you rushed to the shower to get ready. The wait was probably so you would get annoyed with the anticipation or something like that. Well, when he gets back you'll give him credit for trying, at least. If not a smack on the head for leaving you for so long while he was trying to fix things. 

But you couldn't complain too much. Maybe some more distance was what you needed to sort out your priorities and see if Loki was what you wanted.