𒊹︎Your POV𒊹︎
After I took care of Loki and his wound, I made him
up a bath and washed his hair. By the time I was done, the water in the bath was cloudy with the blood that I had washed off of him.
I turned my back so that he could wash his lower half, and then step out the bath to wrap a towel around his waist. When I turned around to help him, he insisted that he could walk on his own. I made my way into his room, and went into his closet to pick him out something to wear to bed. I picked out a pair of underwear, and a loose cotton shirt.
I left the clothes on the bed, and went to leave the room when Loki stopped me by the arm.
"Please stay." His voice was pleading, and I turned to him, nodding and covering my eyes with my hand as he got dressed.
He didn't announce that he was fully clothed, but instead, pulled my hands away from my eyes, and I peered up at him. He smiled at my antics, and led me over to his bed.
"Oh, Loki....I don't...I've never...." I trailed off as I watch him climb under the duvet, patting the space next to him.
"We're just going to sleep, darling, I shall keep my hands to myself." He spoke reassuringly, and I removed the top layer of my maid's dress, leaving me in my thin dressing gown.
I carefully climbed into the bed next to him, my heart racing as we faced each other. His eyes were already shut, and seemed to be on the verge of sleep when he spoke out into the darkness.
"You must close your eyes to sleep, my love." A small smirk found its way onto his lips, and my face flushed a dark shade of pink.
I shut my eyes finally not realizing how tired I actually was until I could see only darkness, and my body succumbed to sleep almost immediately. When I was just about to fade out of reality, I felt a pair of strong arms reach out for me, and pull me into a warm, lean chest. I snuggled further into Loki's front, sleep coming over me like the the snap of fingers.
I woke up early, as usual, but had to take a few minutes before I got out of bed to calm myself down from the aneurysm I almost just had. It had slipped my mind that I had stayed with Loki last night, and when I first woke up, I thought I was being kidnapped. Once my brain realized that there was no real danger, I relaxed in Loki's arms, which were wrapped around my front, him being the big spoon.
I reached up to run my eyes, and once my vision cleared, I registered the almost silent open wing of Loki's bedroom door. I saw Natasha peek her head in, and her brows almost shot off of her face when she saw who joined Loki I the bed. Her shock soon became a smug smile, and she gave me two thumbs up, to which I silently shooed her out of the room.
It wasn't long before Loki was up, and he pulled me back into him so tightly, it reminded me that I had a full bladder.
"Loki don't squeeze me or I'll pee myself." I spoke quietly, and he chuckled behind me, being careful to move his hands away from near my bladder.
"Apologies, love. How long can you hold it?" He mumbled into my hair, already sounding like he was going back to sleep.
"Not very long." I turned around in his arms so that I could look up at him with a shy smile.
I took in his morning hair with a pleased sigh, and didn't hesitate to reach up and run my fingers through the mass, smoothing it down. His eyes shut at this, and his forehead fell to mine.
"I could get used to this." His voice was a whisper as I continued to run my fingers through his hair.
"You better, considering that you're courting me now." I smirked as I whispered back, his eyes shooting open and a giddy smile covering his face.
"Do you really mean that, (Y/n)?" His eyes held hope.
I nodded at him, and not a split second later, he was peppering my face with kisses, relaying his excitement on me. He pulled me as close to him as he could manage, and squeezed me into a tight hug.
"Loki! What did I say about squeezing me? Oh gods I gotta go." I scrambled out of his embrace and ran into the bathroom, almost getting tangled in the sheets on the way.
𒊹︎Loki's POV𒊹︎
I propped myself up in the headboard, a satisfied smile gracing my features. I now had everything that I wanted in life. I had the girl that I loved, a mother than loved me, and nothing could ruin it. But of course, we all speak too soon.
"Brother, father requests our presence in the throne room. Get dressed." Thor barged into my room, and just about the time that my door hit the wall, the bathroom door opened to reveal a more put together (Y/n), still in her dressing gown. "Oh, and he requests yours as well, Lady
(Y/n)."
"Get out you blasted oaf!" I scolded Thor, slamming the door shut with a wave of my hand.
I was worried that he saw
(Y/n), and she was not dressed decently. I picked up her dress from the floor, running my fingers over the fabric once, and a mist of green magic covered the cloth, turning it into a lovely grayish-blue gown(1). I waltzed over and handed her the gown, the cloth falling between her delegate fingers as she felt of the material.
"Thank you, Loki." She smiled up at me, and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek as she backed away into the bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind her.
While she was changing, I quickly dressed up in my armor. I waited for her to exit the bathroom, and a pleased look crossed my face as she emerged. The dress covered her beautifully, making sure to accent some of her best features, along with keeping most of her body to the imagination.
"You look lovely, my dear." I approached her and took her hands in mine, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her lips. "Let us go before we anger the King." I smirked mysteriously as I led her out into the hallway.
"Do you have any clue what he wants?" She quested innocently as we made our way down several hallways, our hands interlocked together.
"The meeting must be in regulates as to what happened yesterday." I grimaced at the thought.
The dragon was small, but still very powerful. It slaughtered most of the warriors, and reeked havoc on a small village before any of us even managed to get a good hit in on it. We did manage to kill it, but there were rumors that there were more to come. What confused me was that the all-father asked for (Y/n)'s presence as well...strange.
"What happened yesterday?" Her brows furrowed as she looked at me for an answer, but we were already at the doors to the throne room.
I shook my head with a wince, translating that nothing good happened yesterday. Once the doors were opened, we were met with a group consisting of the warriors three, Lady Sif, my mother, brother, and Odin. All heads turned towards us once the doors were shut, and my mother waved us over.
"What is the meaning of this, mother?" I spoke with slight desperation in my voice, it looked as though the King was about to send out another battle party.
"There has been sightings of another fire dragon from Muspelheim. This one poses as a much larger threat, my son." She spoke with worry.
"What does (Y/n) have to do with this?" My voice started to rise, but I controlled myself when the woman beside me squeezed my hand, that was still clasped with hers.
"She has shown that she is very skilled with a sword, and with our number of warriors being low after yesterday's attack, we need all of the help that we can find." Odin spoke up from his elevated place on the throne.
"But shes never fought a dragon before, let alone kill one!" My anger for the best of me as I became enraged at the thought of Odin sending her out just because his warriors weren't strong enough to fight the fire demon themselves.
"She had never fought or killed a hellhound before that day in the village, now she has slayed three." I heard a confident voice join in the argument, Thor.
I huffed in anger, my nostrils flaring as my body became tense.
"All of you will be sent out with a select few warriors to scout the bordering villages, looking for the beast. If you happen to spot it, do not provoke it. Report back to the palace immediately." The king's booming voice echoes through the throne room. "Meet at the palace gates after the midday meal is finished." He ordered and we all cleared out of the room.
(Y/n) dismissed herself, but I followed after her. She looked back at me with an alarmed expression.
"Before you say it, no. There's nothing you can say that will prevent me from going. It is a simple scouting party, and I will be armed." She then turned back around and continued on walking, leaving me speechless standing in the middle of the corridor.
FOOTNOTES:
(1) The dress that Loki conjured up for you: