“Loki.”Felicity called as she slipped out of the Great Hall. What in the world was Odin talking about. Loki looked nothing like those creatures. He was a broken, messed up individual, but he wasn't anything like those monsters.
“I am here.”He said to her, stepping out of the shadows, giving her a small smile.
“Do you have some place we can be in private?”She asked, as she reached out to touch his hand, his skin cool as always.
“Yes of course my little human.”He said lightly, wondering what was going on.
He watched as Felicity didn't hesitate to take his arm, so that he could lead her someplace out of sight of others. He raised an eyebrow wondering what his father had said to her, and if it was going to cause a problem. He doubted it, his father seemed to approve of her. Loki paused for a moment, and almost laughed out loud. The only reason he actually cared about approval was so that he could bring her here sometimes, he was very aware of that. His father's opinion's of who he spent time with was none of his concern, because Loki did what he wanted.
He led her down a long hallway, with tapestry hanging, depicting battles Odin had fought, and those who had come before his adopted father. All were gruesome and beautiful at the same time, skillfully done by maidens both past and present that walked the streets of Asgard. The walls were made of granite, cool to the touch, and there was shadows all over the place, caused by the lit torches every few feet. The flames crackled as they walked past them, Loki leading her straight to his bed chambers within the castle walls.
The door to Loki's bed chambers were huge, and carved to depict his greatest achievement, in the eyes of the All Father anyway, which was when he battled Rock Giants, saving Thor, his elder brother, from near death. Loki stared at the door for a moment before pushing it open to reveal a huge room. There was black and green and gold everywhere. Felicity was a bit shocked to see that he was so into making sure things flowed together well. It was almost unmanly actually. There was a huge, what looked to be oak, canopy bed, with green bedding, and a golden canopy covering it. The furniture was black, there was what looked to be a lounging couch, as well as two very large chairs, and tables everywhere. Bookshelves covered the walls, almost all the way around, stacked with books, some looking older then time. She stared for a moment before the door shutting brought her back to the here and now.
“What did my father have to say?”Loki asked, as he moved towards her.
“A lot...”She replied, looking around for a moment, still found breathless at the sheer beauty of this place.
“Is everything alright?”
“Not...not really.”Felicity answered as she looked at him again,”Let me see...Let me see the other side of you.”
“What could you possibly mean, little human?”Loki inquired, looking both curious and cautious.
“Odin told me...he said that you were...that you were one of those Jotun creatures we'd fought.”She said, looking at him,”Is that why you'd gone to them, before?”
“So my father shares my past...not bothering to ask permission.”Loki hissed, shaking his head, anger burning in his eyes.
“Let me see...”She said, reaching out to him,”I can't trust you if you can't be honest with me.”
“Why would you want to trust a monster?”He asked, turning his face away from her,”You don't want to see that side of me.”
“I did not claim you were a monster, first off,”She said to him as she moved closer to him,”However....I find an issue in the fact that we fought the Jotun, and even before that, you couldn't tell me, show me, let me in....you have this thing....this wall that you keep up, and it's both annoying and lacking conviction.”
“I do not lack conviction, my little human, I have a reason for everything I do.”He replied, turning his gaze back on her, frowning as he spoke, his body tense. Odin had brought this on by speaking where he wasn't welcome.
“So...you'll admit that you're one of them....but you wont show me.”She said crossing her arms over her chest,”Why didn't you just lie and say that you didn't know what Odin was talking about?”
“Because you have this annoying habit of knowing better.”He answered easily,”Trying to lie to you is like trying to convince a horse that it is a bird.”
Felicity raised an eyebrow at that analogy and snorted a bit, shaking her head. She didn't like that he was being so stubborn, but then again it was to be expected. He wasn't going to just give in. Felicity sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose just slightly before looking at Loki again. He seemed almost like he was waiting for her to attack him, or something.
“Just...let me see.”She said again, frowning,”You have no choice but to do so, because I will continue to pester and bother you about it until you want to choke the life out of me.”
“Felicity...”He started before sucking in a deep breath, giving a small shake of his head. She would, he was well aware, she would just bug and pick at him until he finally gave in anyway. He might as well get past this. He had to, she made it clear that she wouldn't trust him if he didn't give her complete closure in this whole mess that Odin started for some wild reason.
Loki stepped back away from Felicity, not liking this in the least. She would run from him. He blinked and thought about the fact that Odin had so willingly spoke of Loki's heritage. The All Father had told Felicity something that should have been Loki's to speak of when he was ready. He was frowning, that anger boiling inside him as he closed his eyes. His skin slowly turned blue. At first, turning from the creamy white, it almost looked like he was suffocating or something. That wasn't the case however. After only a few moments, Loki was a deep blue, ridged designs all along his face and down his neck, and when he opened their eyes, they were the color of blood. His facial features were still the same, but it was a clear change, and Felicity had to catch her breath.
“That look...”Loki hissed as he closed his eyes and turned away from Felicity,”That is exactly why I didn't want to show you.”
“What look?”Felicity protested, clicking her tongue at him impatiently.
“You're shocked....and I assume disgusted by what you see.”
“Shocked yes...disgusted....no...but certainly shocked.”She replied as she moved towards him,”So tell me this, why do you think I'd hate you for being...what you are?”
“After the Jotun came to earth, one nearly killed you...what was I to assume, that you'd just jump into my arms once I looked like those things?”He asked, as he looked down at his bed for a moment.
“Okay, completely understandable assumption, however, I know better then to think that you're going to try and rip my ovaries out and leave me laying in a pool of my own blood.”She said, giving a laugh,”You can't change who or what you are...why should I judge you for it?”
“Do you love me still?”He asked, as he glanced over at her with the bright red eyes.
“I'm not thrilled you lied, and you're going to have to make it up to me....especially after I was so brutally honest about my past...however...yes Loki, I do still love you.”She said with a nod of her head.
Felicity was not sure how to handle this. She was looking at Loki, but it was still hard to comprehend that he wasn't exactly as first thought. She couldn't say she didn't have a man with layers. He had so many layers, onions would be jealous. She started towards him, swallowing her fear, though more then anything, it was fear of the unknown. Loki stood up a little straighter as he turned to face her, though he hadn't allowed himself to return to his normal looks.
Felicity found herself right in front of him, staring up at his face, his red eyes. She was still unsure what to do with her new found information, it's not like he was an enemy that she needed to defeat. This was something that she had to see and experience for herself. She wanted to be able to trust him, and trust came with understanding and honesty. She reached up to touch his face, when his own hand came up and caught hers. She gasped lightly, and looked at his hand. His skin was usually so much cooler then hers, but this time, it was almost like ice running down her arm. She shivered, before some fairly inappropriate thoughts went through her head, causing her to blush, as she had just embarrassed herself, inside her own head. She blinked and looked back up at Loki, before bringing herself in closer. She wasn't going to be scared of him, and she wasn't going to let him push her away.
“I could hurt you.”He said, speaking as if he was trying to scare her.
“You could hurt me in your other skin too, you're a god...and you haven't yet...and I've been far more annoying before now.”She said simply, grinning at the look on his face, as if he wasn't sure what to do at this point.
Felicity slowly pulled her arm out of his grasp, and continued to reach up, touching his face, still smiling as she leaned up and placed her lips against his. She wasn't afraid of him. Jotun, yes, she was terrified of them, one had stabbed her, but in her head, she couldn't bring herself to associate Loki with those creatures, he was far more then that. Loki froze for a moment, not really sure what to do with his little human right at this moment. Shouldn't she be scared to death of him, begging him to take her back to Earth? She wasn't. She was kissing him. He wanted to frown and almost did, but how could he complain? There was no rejection, at least not right now, so why couldn't be bring himself to accept and enjoy that? Slowly, Loki began to return the kiss, though there was hesitation, as if he was waiting for her to push him away at any moment. This was terrifying, and he was a god, gods didn't get scared. He found that infuriating beyond belief. What had this little human done to him?