[SUMMARY: You and Loki decide to go stargazing, however the conversation strays and soon, you will too.]
[WORD COUNT: 501]
[WARNINGS:N/A]
[GENRE:Fluff, Angst]
[A/N:This was a request, apparently, but I never put who it was from or what the request was, so thanks to whoever requested this? I wrote it over a year ago, so oops.]
[also, I HATE THAT SUMMARY WHAT WAS I EVEN THINKING?? I CANT BRING MYSELF TO CHANGE IT THOUGH UGH]
“They would never allow it.”
The conversation takes a sharp turn, changing from the previous conversation about your futures. You and Loki lay under the stars, admiring the Asgardian night sky in peace, but the entire atmosphere seems to change at your words, going cold.
Loki sighs deeply, his heart wrenching painfully. You, his midgardian love, had insisted this from the start; His Asgardian royal family would never accept you.
Welp, guess I am going to make this a three parter. The third part will be the last part, I swear!
Summary: You didn’t really like Loki, but you lost your memories and Loki takes advantage of the situation by pretending to be your boyfriend. What could go wrong?
Warnings: Some smut if you squint. Also didn’t proof read this cuz I’m le tired. Sorry.
Words: ~ 3k
Part one on my master list.
You furrowed your brows at the man in front of you, who apparently was named Loki and was your boyfriend. None of this looked familiar, but something about him being so close to you felt…weird, but also right. You believed every word he said. Loki, or so he calls himself, was rubbing his thumb over your hand and you were thankful that you weren’t here in this hospital bed alone.
“I’m sorry that I don’t remember you.” You continued to look down at your joined hands and you genuinely did feel bad. How horrible must it be for him for his lover to forget who he was? You said so out loud and he gave your hand a gentle squeeze.
“It’s okay, Darling. I am not upset. I am just glad you are okay.” His eyes were glassy, and he looked at you. The love and affection were apparent in his eyes, and you felt obligated to give him a little smile.
“How long have we been together?” It was an innocent question, but Loki seemed thrown off by it. Thankfully, the God of Mischief was good at thinking on his feet.
“It’s relatively new,” He cleared his throat awkwardly, “but we are very happy.” He looked so stiff, but you just assumed it was because his girlfriend forgot who he was and the stress of that.
You laughed and that seemed to perk him up a bit, “I will take your word on it.”
