A very romantic and soft piece for my good friend Zarrok! Sometimes romance doesn’t take place under the moonlight in a garden, it comes in unexpected places.
Summary: For most of his life, Loki had never really been one to linger in bed in the morning. But, then again, for most of his life, he wasn’t permitted to share a bed with you.
Warnings/Notes: More Loki POV! I know that, in this series, I go back and forth between which of you likes to lay in bed and which of you likes to get up but…listen…you’re here to read about Loki being wildly in love with you, right?
Slugabed
Growing up, he had never really been much for lying around in bed all day. There was always so much for him to do, to explore. Asgard was not a place that truly encouraged laziness, even in the palace, where large teams of servants were there to take care of the annoying day-to-day sorts of chores. Often, he’d all but leaped out of bed, practically itching to get started on whatever activity was fated to fill the day’s hours. When he was very young, he ran with Thor, and they engaged in battles that lasted entire afternoons. As he grew older, and Thor started to look towards the throne or else towards real battles in other realms, they did sort of grow apart, but Loki still had plenty to do. To read. To practice. In a world so full of possibility, it had always struck him as…perhaps irresponsible to luxuriate for too long in bed.
