#comicgaga

// Lower still! But getting there!

// Go lowerrrr <333 -holds forever-

// Bby you are never an intrusion <3 But much higher still :3

[Awwwwww, :3

The light was blinding, the noise far too much for his ears to bear, and he groaned. He didn't understand how it was possible for him to grow intoxicated with Midgardian alcohol, but... he did and he didn't want to know exactly how. All he knew was that the terrible sickness from his youth was present, the sickness that followed a long night of mead. But of course, that was long ago, and he didn't know where he could have gone to reach such a state. Blinking against the bright sun from a large window, he lifted his head, finding his love awake beside him, looking just as weary as he did. "Where are we?" he asked her, and the answer was a place he'd never heard before, and he wondered how he even ended up there in the first place, in a city far from his forest home. Further confusion was reached as the woman lifted her hand, showing a gold band hugging her finger, and he noticed the same on his own. He didn't know what it meant, but upon further explanation, he groaned and let his head fall back onto the pillow. Married. It was a ceremony that went against all his traditions, he was sure, and not at all like he had wanted. But it happened, and he wanted no explanations. He wanted only that his head be lopped off to stop the pain.

"Here we are again," Loki murmured, glancing up at his love. His hands were gently removing her shoe, her sock, then slowly trailing upwards, searching for the break beneath her skin. When she whimpered, he paused, and his palm emitted a green glow. "It may hurt, darling, but it will pass." He focused on that one area, and he began to heal it, repairing the bone, removing the pain. It took a large amount of his energy, and when he was through, he was visibly drained, but he smiled. "Better is it not?" He was greeted with a smile and he pulled her into his arms, kissing her cheek.

[Thank you, Claudie-bby :3