I’M ALIIIVE! I’ve had a busy week and I wanted to post this on Wednesday but….*siiighhhh* 🥲
Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy reading this. Leave a like/comment/reblog if you found this cute. And don’t be rude. Lemme know what you think about this! ✨
Saturday nights are mostly movie nights with Loki. We spend the weekends mostly at Loki’s place in New York. He thought it’d be amusing to buy a penthouse. Tonight is one of those nights.
I open the cabinet in his living room and pull out a few scented candles— lavender, cocoa, citrus, vanilla, floral. I place them on the tea table next to a lighter, Loki’s better at picking the fragrance and setting the vibe of the room.
I skip to kitchen, feeling the cold tiles on the soles of my feet. I put on a bright yellow apron and pull out the ingredients for baking cookies.
Just as I finish shaping and placing the cookies onto the tray, I feel a pair of slender hands grasping my waist. The delicate scent of vanilla candles wafts into the kitchen where I am standing, pieces of almond skin are stuck to my apron and the countertop. I grin as I feel a kiss being planted onto my jaw, “How is it that no matter what you do, you always look like a goddess?” Loki whispers onto my skin. I wipe my floury hands onto my apron and turn around in his grasp to face him, lacing my fingers around his neck, “My Prince, ever the charming flirt,” I tilt my head, “I didn’t hear you come in. How long have you been watching me?”
“I have my ways,” he winks. “How was your week, Vanya?” He asks, gazing into my eyes. I feel my cheeks heat up, “It was.. eh,” I shrug before continuing, “I did get quite a bit of work done, my presentation went well and ohh you should’ve seen Nick’s face. Let’s just say, I should’ve carried some bread, what with all the evident jelly on his face” Loki snorts and I giggle looking at him. We stand like that for a couple of minutes, looking at each other. The dark haired prince whispers, “What were you baking tonight?” “Amaretti biscuits,” I respond. One of his favourites. He flashes a toothy grin. I try to wriggle out of his grasp, “Let me put these cookies to bake and then we can have our movie night” That doesn’t seem to appease him, he holds onto my waist firmly, “I don’t care for the cookies. Or the movies, as a matter of fact. Come with me, my princess” I play with his hair at the nape of neck, “But this will take me just a minute or two. Not longer. I promise. And then I’m yours for the rest of the weekend. Actually, I’ll have to be back here in 15 minutes to get the cookies out”
He lifts me with ease and places me on the counter. Then, he picks up the baking tray, puts it into the oven, sets the timer and cages me between his arms, “Where were we, princess?” “I believe you were going to tell me about your plans for us tonight, my Prince,” I ask. Loki replies, “Let’s watch the stars tonight. The weather’s good, clear skies and pair it with some of your cookies and I’d say this would be one of the best nights,” he removes my hair tie setting my long black hair free. He runs his fingers through my hair and whispers a praise. “Ooh, can we have a sleepover under the stars tonight?” I ask with a sparkle in my eye. He agrees and we spend some more time in the kitchen, chatting and giggling whilst waiting for the cookies to be done.
As he’s packing the cookies, a blanket and a hoodie, Loki asks, “To our usual spot?” I nod.
We spread the blanket on the roof of his humble Midgardian abode. “This reminds me of the night I’d called you complaining about the crappy plumbing in my apartment. And you brought me here. I don’t know when I fell asleep,” I giggle shaking my head. We sit down and I climb onto his lap facing him. I’ve never been to Asgard so I ask him to describe it to me. There’s a twinkle in his eyes once he starts talking.
It’s a pleasant night. And the blowing of a slight breeze proves it. Loki’s hair drifted along with it. I reach out to tie his hair up, “Woah, darling, what do you think you’re doing?” He asks holding my wrists away from his face. “I.. wanted to tie your hair up. Put it in a lil man-bun,” I reply. He shakes his head, “No. absolutely not. I am the god of mischief. I cannot walk around with a bun in my hair, Vanya!” “Just for tonight! C’mon, Loki. You never let me style your hair,” I look at him with doe-like eyes. A minute passes. He sets my hands free and says, “Alright. You know how to get me to say yes to all your whims.”
I do a tiny victory dance and proceed, “Keep talkinggg!! I want to know everything about Asgard”
I pull my hair tie from my wrist and secure the man-bun and leave a few pieces of his hair loose to frame his face, “There! All done. You are gorgeous, my love,” I kiss his lips softly, “Here, look,” I turn on my phone and he sees himself in the front camera. He looks quite happy with it, “I might’ve been wrong. I don’t look that bad,” he places the phone next to him.
I check the time after a while. 2:43am. “Should we go downstairs? It’s quite late. Or should I say early?” I chuckle. Loki sits up, “Could we stay here for some more time? Unless you’re cold or sleepy” I respond by snuggling closer to him. We stay like that for a while in silence. He faces me and says, “I’ve spent decades and centuries in this universe all alone. I believed I was destined to be alone, that I would spend my life without knowing what it’s like to have a love as unconditional as yours. Every morning I wake up and find you sleeping peacefully next to me, like you trust me enough to not hurt you, and when I move away from you, you search for me subconsciously and hold onto me like I’m important. Like I’m enough. I see pages flutter when you breathe. I see the sun turn to gold at your glance. And there’s nothing else worth seeing. There’s no one I trust my hair with, and there’s certainly no one else I’d rather be with. So, will you marry me and make me the luckiest god, Vanya?”
His words overwhelm me and I can’t help but grin until my cheeks hurt. I nod furiously and tackle him with a hug. He falls back and grunts lightly then lets out a breathy laugh. He kisses me deeply, I break the kiss, “So, it was the man-bun which sealed the deal, huh?” and I smirk.
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