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“You oaf!” Loki snapped. “Why are you spying on us?”
Loki was fuming beside me, angry that his brother had interrupted a very intimate moment. I, on the other hand, was still trying to suppress giggles locked in my throat.
The moon was shining on all of us, and Thor’s expressions came into sight. He was overjoyed, but I didn’t understand why. Neither did Loki it seemed.
“JARVIS had alarmed me that both you and Dana had snuck out of the compound,” he explained, smirking. “It was only by the grace of the gods that I came upon the scene that I did!”
At that I chuckled. Loki glared at me, embarrassed and enraged that this was happening at that very moment.
“And why is this such a joyous thing for you, Thor?” I teased, ignoring Loki gripping my hand a little firmer to signal me to stop.
“Because my brother is finally happy!”
Loki stopped and dropped his grip on me. He was shocked to hear Thor say such a thing in a casual tone as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. It sunk in on him. His brother wasn’t here to humiliate him or cause trouble; he was excited to see his brother find something for himself.
Thor looked between the two of us, realizing his bad timing then. “Uh…” he mumbled, “I shall leave and inform JARVIS it was nothing. Goodnight brother, Dana.” Bowing his head to me, he left through the bushes he came and left us by ourselves once more.
I laughed a bit awkwardly at the silence that followed and wrapped myself back up into my blanket. “Well I guess it’s not a secret,” I joked.
“He won’t say a word,” he responded. “He knows what’s at stake, especially with Stark watching our every move.”
“You know about that?” I was amazed he figured it out so quickly.
Loki smirked. “Darling, that man is anything but subtle.”
I couldn’t argue on that. I mean, Tony did come out and say he was Iron Man on day one. He didn’t have a talent for keeping things on the downlow.
“Besides, that’s why I asked you out here and away from all his cameras. I wanted us to be unwatched and undisturbed.” He hissed the last word and glared at the spot from where Thor had hidden.
“Better luck next time then,” I teased, watching him circle the area.
He smiled at me. Not his usual self-satisfying smirk, but a genuine smile. I had no choice but to reciprocate it as the smile appeared of its own freewill.
“Will there be a next time?” His brows were raised. Loki looked so young there, waiting to be accepted or rejected, vulnerability spread across his face. I had never seen it before.
“Well,” I started, watching his face drop. “I don’t think my body gives me much of a choice now, does it?” I raised my wrist to him, and my mark showed through the light from the lantern.
A grin spread across his face before it disappeared again to his usual intense gaze. “Why did you not tell me before?”
“Because you’re you!” I exclaimed. “I’m a mere mortal, and you’re a god. I didn’t think it possible.”
“Neither did I.”
“What?”
Loki laughed. “I may be a god, little one, but I am a god with many lives and much blood on my hands. I have… done things.”
I walked up to him determinedly. When I reached him, I grabbed his hand and held it in my hand. I let his ice-cold skin take over my senses. I wanted to feel him.
“Well, big one,” I teased, getting him to chuckle, “we have all done such things. I am no angel myself.”
Loki intertwined his fingers with mine, and the cold melted inside my veins. “You are an angel to me, little one.”
“An angel of death, perhaps.” I smirked at him, our faces inches away from each other.
“Chaos and destruction,” he murmured. “A perfect pair are we not?”
~~~~~~~~~
I had slept in way late that next morning, having spent most of the night talking with Loki. We decided the first step was to get to know each other, how we really are, not how people think we are. He
recalled his past in Asgard and his true heritage.
I told him about my childhood: my parents, my siblings, my interests, and my powers. He didn’t pry into my full abilities, instead letting me tell him what I wanted. The truth was I didn’t know my full capabilities. After numerous disastrous and deadly occasions, I’ve been too afraid to test it out. Not like Tony would allow me to anyways.
Having skipped breakfast completely, I made myself some lunch in the kitchen. It was empty in the living room. I wondered where everybody had went or what I missed.
I had taken my bracelet off and was tracing the lines of the pattern. Loki walked into the room then, smiling at me.
“Is it usual for you to sleep the day away?”
I rolled my eyes before getting up and putting my dishes in the sink. “It is not, but when I have someone keeping me up all night then yes, it can get normal.”
I turned around and leaned back against the counter. “Where is everyone?”
“Most have left for Germany, though others are simply at your nation’s capital.”
“Why? Has something happened?”
Loki shrugged and stepped over to me. “All they said was that an alien presence was spotted in Germany. Not sure if it’s an ally or enemy.”
I nodded. Guess they didn’t need me, or Loki. “They weren’t going to wake you,” he said as if he read my mind. “Besides it could be dangerous.”
“Then why are you here?” I crossed my arms across my chest to keep some distance between me and his icy skin.
“Because I would be more of a liability than an asset on a mission such as this, especially if the invader proves to be an enemy of mine which is pretty likely.”
That’s true.
“So, it’s just me and you then?”
Loki grinned widely at that. He closed the distance and put his cold lips on my warm ones. I wrapped my hands around his neck to pull him closer, and I could feel Loki smiling at my actions. Our bodies fit perfectly with each other like this. There was no denying that this was… otherworldly.
Suddenly, my mark burned up again.
“Ah,” I gasped at the intense sensation. I gripped my wrist, exclaiming, “Holy shit, it keeps burning.”
Loki’s eyes were full of concern at my sudden reaction. He touched above my burning mark, studying it before taking my arm in both of his hands. He recited an incantation in some foreign language, and
then, a green light appeared from his hands and covered my mark.
It took a few moments, but soon my pain was alleviated.
“What did you do?” I asked in awe. The burning that had plagued me for some time was now gone.
“I simply told it that you had found me,” he whispered, his wide green eyes staring into my brown ones. “A simple spell that lets it know we have found each other.”
Woah. “How did you know to do that?” I exclaimed.
Loki took my wrist and gently kissed the tender mark, his chilly lips feeling heavenly on my warm flesh. “Jotuns are known to be bound to one another by insignias such as this. I remember reading about it back when I was studying Jotunheim and their culture. It seems that it has touched a mortal as well.”
“How?”
Loki shrugged, eyes narrowing in concentration. “I simply don’t know. I’ve never known for such a bond to afflict a Midgardian before.”
I gazed at his face and watched as his eyebrows would shoot up when he was thinking hard about something. His eyes would flit back and forth as if he was reading a book.
It took him some time to realize I had been watching him carefully, but he didn’t seem to mind. His eyes lit up with amusement. “What are you looking at, little one?”
“Oh nothing,” I uttered as I wrapped my hands back around his neck, “just staring at you, hayati.”
He looked touched. “Hayati?”
“It means my life in Arabic.” I blushed. “But you knew that already since the Bifrost lets you speak Allspeak. Thor told me.”
Loki laughed at my callout. “Yes, that is true dear, but I wanted to hear you say it.”
With that, his lips claimed mine once more.