Loki x Reader - Give Me Love

“Give me Love” – Loki x Reader Chapter 31

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You glanced back to the Avengers for a moment, and smiled weakly at them. To your surprise they smiled back, albeit some of their smiles looked like they were forced...

“Hold onto me.” Loki whispered. Your brows furrowed,

“Wh-,”

“Heimdall!” Thor yelled to the sky.

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It felt like you were floating... Wait, no... It felt like a giant fan was blowing in your face, threatening to rip your skin from the rest of body... Or maybe it was a weird mix of both. However, when your feet finally touched solid ground again, all those feelings were gone, replaced with dizzy weakness and nausea. You felt your knees buckle and fall from under you - - but you didn't feel the hard ground hit your body; instead a strong arm snaked around your waist and held you up.

"Breath, just breathe... it will pass..." Loki said. You nodded, taking a few deep breaths, though it did little to quell the nausea. You just had to push it back; you just had to ignore it. He gently rubbed your shoulder as the group walked through the large dome shaped room.

"Your Highness." An extremely tall man, dressed all in gold said to Thor, "Your Majesty." He said to Frigga, before his golden eyes flickered to you and Loki. He said nothing, making him seem all the more terrifying. Loki stroked your hair, and kept you moving forwards.

You stepped out of the dome-shaped building, and onto an almost see through bridge, that looked more like a rainbow than an actual bridge. You glanced down as you walked. The water beneath the bridge was just visible, though you didn’t need to see it to know it was there, you could smell and hear the waves crashing. You kept your eyes firmly locked downwards, needing to make sure no sudden cracks emerged on the glass surface, or that the bridge didn't suddenly decide to disappear.

"It's not going to break... It takes a great force to break the bridge." Loki whispered.

"Uh-huh." You said, still looking at the bridge. His hand lifted to tilt your head upwards, and your gaze moved to the land before you. Asgard was... breathtaking... It was just past dusk, the last remnants of the sun were still poking out from behind the far off horizon, casting a bright orange glow on everything it touched - - the crystal clear water, the homes in the town, and the large golden palace at the centre of it all. Between the setting sun and the rising moon there was an array of colours in the sky; red, yellow, pink, purple, blue... and slowly growing blinks of white from the distant stars... Loki ran a hand through your hair.

"We have to keep moving," he said. You turned back to him and nodded with a smile.

You walked through the main street of the town a few people cowered at the sight of Loki while others rejoiced at the return of Thor. The houses almost looked like something out of the Hunger Games ... Worn and weathered wooden houses filled the streets that, in some cases, looked like they were about to fall over. The people were in old fashioned looking clothes, none of which were bright in colour, mainly beige, brown, black and white, which only served to heighten the glumness... The closer you drew to the palace, the better the homes and happier the people seemed. More colours, stone, stable homes, and happier, less fearful crowds --though that didn't mean they welcomed Loki, or you for that matter... Loki wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close, his other hand having to settle on your hip because of the chains around his wrists. You passed through an open gate and the gardens at the foot of the palace. Hedges bordered fountains and small green fields of grass, speckled with brightly coloured flowers. There were several gardeners out maintaining the landscape, as a few lords and ladies were walking the paths, and, of course, guards met up beside the group to escort you all into the palace. Then you came to a great staircase that led to the golden palace. It was so high that you honestly thought you had to be an athlete just to make it to the top... and you certainly weren't. However everyone continued to walk, you sighed and did the same.

When you finally reached the top, your calves were burning, and chest slightly tight. It took a moment to calm your breathing, but when you finally did, and were able to take in the palace, you were left breathless - - which kind of counterproductive really. You'd seen images of palaces before, but nothing quite readied you for the real thing... The ceilings had to be at least nine meters high, with ornate detailing in gold on it. There were large marble columns holding the various levels of the palace up, and seemed almost impossibly big. The floors were tiled and clicked under the heels of everyone's footsteps as they passed the various potted plants, detailed tapestries, and stone seats. There were a few inner walls and halls that led to the inner rooms of the palace, but there were no outer walls, allowing everyone to see out over the town and the setting sun over the water. You hadn’t even realised you had stopped until Loki gently pulled at your arm to keep you moving. The four warriors split off from the group, leaving you with Loki, Thor and Frigga to head up a long staircase.

“Now, he is in a bad mood... but you would have already guessed that…" Frigga said as she glanced back at Loki.

“Yes, I did... " he mumbled. You glanced between them,

“Who-,” as soon as you asked, the answer hit you, "Your father?"

“He is not my father." Loki said.

“Loki.” Frigga warned.

“He isn't,” he mumbled. You gently squeezed his arm, and he glanced over to you,

“Stop it..." You said softly.

“He isn't." he insisted, causing both you and Frigga to sigh. You reached the top of the stairs - - why were there so many stairs in this damn place you didn’t know - - and the large double doors opened, revealing the grand throne room.

Again, the room had high ceilings, and almost seemed to be completely made of gold - - or something of the sort... and a bright golden throne sat atop yet more stairs. There were a few guards standing around the edge of the room, and, one man – you guessed Odin – was sitting atop the throne, two black ravens sitting on an inverted arch behind the throne. The four of you stepped into the room. You felt and saw Loki pause for half a second to take a breath.

“It'll be okay,” you said softly. He hummed an acknowledgment and walked into the room, his arm once again found its way around your waist. Thor trotted straight up the stairs to greet the grey haired king, Frigga following behind. He smiled wide, embracing Thor for a moment, before turning to his wife and stroking her cheek gently. When Odin turned his gaze to Loki, his smile disappeared and you could see the ‘king’ in him come out. You shrunk back a little, but Loki did not, he stood tall and strong, even though you could sense his slight unease under the gaze of Odin.

“And so the Prodigal Son returns...” the king spat bitterly.

“Better to be prodigal than an old king who sits atop a throne with a stick up his arse.” Odin's gaze turned vile. You sighed softly. Why did he do this all the time?

“Watch your tongue boy.” He growled. "Be glad I did not decide to just lock you up and throw away the key the moment you stepped foot on Asgard." Loki raised a brow,

“So you plan to do something else with me then?" he asked.

“No, you will be locked away." He said. “Though as king, I am supposed to hear your plea for mercy." He said. Loki rolled his eyes,

“I would not beg for anything from you." He growled.

“Even if it meant your little harlot was sent to prison with you?" Frigga immediately turned to Odin,

“Dear, we did not discuss this...” she said. He didn't respond, staying silent as he stared at Loki, waiting for a response. The green eyes prince turned to you slightly, and your gaze met his. A few silent moments passed between the two of you before he sighed and turned back to Odin. He opened his mouth to speak, but you gently squeezed his arm,

“I don't care where I am, as long as I'm with you...” You said softly. He clenched his jaw and nodded.

“I will not beg for anything from you." He said once more. Odin's eyes narrowed,

“Then, Loki Laufeyson, for your crimes against Midgard, and Asgard, you will spend the rest of your days in the dungeon." He said.

“Dear-,"

“No." he cut Frigga off before continuing. “The only reason you and your little harlot are alive is because of Frigga, and you will never see her again." He said. You could see that Loki looked visibly hurt by that...

“That's not fair...” Your voice came out small and slightly shaky. Odin, for the first time, actually looked at you, and it was absolutely terrifying. His dark, intense gaze sent a cold shiver down your spine.

"Do you have something to say?" he asked. You took a nervous breath,

"What you're doing, denying Loki the ability to ever see his mother again... It isn't fair." You said a little stronger than before.

“Let me tell you what isn’t fair,” the condescension in his tone was unmistakable. “What isn’t fair is being forced to relocate over a third of the universe because of what he did.” He spat, glaring at Loki.

“Because of what I did?” Loki asked,

“Thanos attempted to get his hands on another one of the gems, and he tried to come here to take the Infinity Gauntlet.” He said. “Thousands of our own people had to be moved to Vanaheim for their own protection.”

“Wait... when did this all happen? You said the bridge had only just been fixed…” he said to Frigga.

“She was attempting to spare your supposed feelings.” Loki raised a brow at his father,

“What do you mean?”

“Did the idea of Asgard coming to battle you not make you happy? Did you not think it was a time to truly ‘prove’ yourself?” he asked. “I chose to leave you be, because I knew that regardless of what you did to the humans, we would be able to step in and stop you at any time; a convenience we didn’t have with Thanos.”

"Wait... You could have come to Earth at any time? Hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people died! You could have prevented it!" you said... why did you say that? Odin glared at you once more.

"It's rather hypocritical of you to say, don't you think?" The Allfather said, smugness colouring his tone. “You willingly give yourself to my son; you give yourself to the cause of all the death on Earth.” You literally bit your tongue before you looked away. "My decision was not made lightly. The fate of one world weighed against the destruction of the entire universe? What would you have chosen?" you remained silent. "I will never know how young girls allow themselves to be corrupted by him." Odin sighed under his breath.

"Well the sex certainly helps." You snapped - - which after you finished, you really regretted... Thor face palmed and Frigga sighed, out of the comer of your eye you saw Loki smirk, and of course Odin scowled.

“I was merely speculating your whorish nature, however now I see my thoughts were right.” He growled. You grit your teeth,

“I know you’re lying because Frigga said she knew what had happened... if she knows then I suppose you must, unless you’re too much of a narcissistic asshole to listen to anyone else, because, clearly you like the sound of your own voice.” You said in one big lump, leaving you a little breathless and slightly shocked you had managed to say it all without needing a break to find a word. You could see that the king was less than pleased.

“Stockholm syndrome then?” He suggested. Was it Stockholm syndrome? He had been abusive... He had hurt you so badly... but... You lowered your gaze and tried to wipe the tears away as they formed in your eyes.

“Enough.” Loki said. “You have given me my sentence, there is no need to torment (Name).” he growled at Odin. But that was why... You hesitantly glanced over to Loki; he was glaring at Odin, anger roaring in his eyes. That was why you stayed with him... that was why you loved him... Because he could change, no, he had changed. He actually did care... You may have done things out of fear at first, but now you actually did care for him... He gently caressed your cheek.

“Very well then,” Odin said. He continued to speak, but it was almost like you were wearing earmuffs. Loki had removed his hand from your cheek, and had turned back to Odin, so you were able to lightly shake your head and rub your temple without drawing too much attention; however it didn’t do any good... The nausea reared its ugly head again. You felt dizzy, and all the voices in the room sounded far away. You could see them; unless they moved, then they became blurred ... but you had to listen... you had to... to... You felt the strength drain out of your body and you fell against Loki.

"(Name)...” he said, concern filling his voice. You tried to look up, but your eyes closed, no matter how hard you tried to keep them open.

"I... I don't feel well ...” you managed to stutter before being completely consumed by darkness.

Notes

Gah, guys, I am so sorry it took so long to update this. School started again, and I was swamped, and... yeah... I tried several times through the past month to finish this, but I’ve only just gotten around to it. Sorry again!!!!
Also, sorry if it isn't that well edited. I should go through it at least once or twice more... But I just can't be bothered... QAQ Tell me if there is anything drastically wrong with the chapter, and I will go back through and fix it. I promise~
Please review and tell me what you think~!!! ^^
(also, a side note, this 'arc' will have roughly 6-8 chapters, including this one. It could be a little more, it could be a little less, Just so you all know~)