Summary: Beauty and the Beast AU in which Loki is forced to stay in his Jotun form until another human loves him. He becomes a caretaker for You due to be recently permanently blind.
A/N: This is idea of mine that has been swarming forever! Iām excited to finally write it. Also a disclaimer, if thereās any blind jokes, itās simply because the character deals with it in such a way.
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There was a God. Not just any god, but the God of Mischief. Mischievous he was, even so landing him imprisoned upon trying to enslave all humanity on Earth. For he believed those of Earth to be below him and in desperate need of leadership.
The King and Queen of the land which he came from pondered upon his punishment. With the God being the adoptive son of the king and queen of Asgard, this made it far more painful for Queen Frigga to sentence her son. King Odin, not as worried or nurturing as his beloved wife, sentenced Loki to live among those on Earth. Using her magic, the queen stripped the God of his magic, as well as magic from his body, and cast him down to the realm that was charmed to forget his existence as a whole.
See, The God was born a Jotun Prince and frost giant that were feared by all people from Asgard, now that his magic was stripped he was left looking quite beastly as his fair skin now turned a dark shade of blue and his eyes blood red. The markings among his skin were exposed and the God was devastated. The queen worried for her youngest child, so she allowed him a few conditions. He was granted one spell of magic for any use while on earth that didnāt include his appearance to othersā¦and if he could find a human to fall in love with him he would be granted entrance back into his kingdom. The only problem wasā¦who could ever learn to love a beast?
This is a story of this God of mischief and his name is Loki.
Y/N currently sat in the living room after her 10th interview today. She was exhausted, yet determined to find someone willing to work. She delicately traced her fingertips on the spine of a book from the coffee table in front of them. Her father sighed softly, the sound of papers shuffling in his hands was heard before he set them back down. He shook his head and looked back at his daughter.
āTell me dad, did any of them call back?ā She questioned. Her sunglasses were placed on the bridge of her nose and her left hand began caressing her knee.
āIām sorry sweetieā¦none of them have.ā He placed his strong hand on her shoulder in comfort.
āYeah, not many people are standing in line to live with an odd blind girl full time.ā She chuckled lightly.
He father only shook his head and shook y/nās shoulder gently, āMy daughter odd? Never.ā He returned the chuckle, āThereās still a few to go. Itās not over yet.ā
Despite the lack of people in line, Y/N still wasnāt fond of those who were there. They found her schedule too much and her personality a tad over bearing, too forward. Even in her current state, she was strong and believed she could care for herself. Her father on the other hand, still worried for her. He would not allow her to move back out on her own unless she hired a caretaker to help her with her everyday deeds. Being wealthy, he had no issue with hiring someone for her. Y/N had just seen no use for it.
The doorbell had rang, making Y/N and Y/F/N (Your fatherās name) look towards the door.
āThatās not the next interview is it?ā She asked crossing one leg over the other.
āNo, I made sure the rest come tomorrow.ā He walked towards the door and it was David McClain and his son Lucas McClain. āDavid, I wasnāt expecting you.ā
Instantly Y/N groaned and held up her fingers in the form of a gun to her head. āNo, but I thought we could talk about the architecture ideas Iāve recently received. Lucas had also wanted to come along to bring something for Y/N.ā Y/F/N simply nodded and stood aside for them to come inside.
āLetās talk in my office.ā Y/F/N suggested as David came over beside y/n and addressed her incredibly loud, āMiss y/n. How are you dear?ā He placed a kiss on the back of her hand. It wasnāt until now that she realized how incredible chapped his lips were.
āIām blind, not deaf dumbassā
āIām doing great, thanks for asking.ā She simply stated before he let go of her hand and followed her father into his luxurious office. Y/N waited the dreadful approach that Lucas was soon to give her. He was tall, about 6ā2ā and had broad shoulders due to working out, of course he never let anyone forget thatās how he got so built.
āY/N,ā he placed a kiss on her hand, āItās great to see you, I brought you flowers.ā He said placing the flowers in front of her.
She leaned forward and gently rubbed her thumb and index finger along one of the petals. āThey smell good.ā She commented.
āI havenāt seen you around in awhile.ā Lucas chimed.
Y/N chuckled, āI got out of the hospital recently.ā She pulled her sunglasses down to reveal the scar that ran straight from her eyebrow down to the top of her cheek on her left eye.
āIām sorry I didnāt go see you. I was backpacking in Europe.ā He bragged causing y/n to arch an eyebrow.
āInteresting.ā She lied.
Eyeing the letter in front of him, Loki was incredibly irritated.
āIn all the realms this one is the most unbelievable. This is madness.ā He tosses the envelope onto the small wooden table. ā2,500 dollars a month?!ā He growled. He knew Odin had something to do with this. All these months no one even remembered him enough for him to even be charged rent, now all of a sudden he receives this notice. Being familiar with the job system where he resided, Loki already knew landing a job from home would be hard. He wasnāt exactly fond of human technology either. Without a choice, he needed to find income unless he wanted to be homeless soon.
Using the laptop that he had āpurchasedā recently, he began searching for jobs in which he could do from home.
āThis is pathetic.ā He scoffed. Minutes shifted to hours until it was finally the evening.
Loki sat back and threw the glass bowl upon the table on the ground causing it to shatter all over the floor. Why was this happening to him? He only did what others were too weak to pursue. After all his father once did the same. His father. Odin wasnāt a father to Loki, no wonder he came around being so angry, he began to think.
āThis was your idea!ā He shouted towards the ceiling, āObviously my suffering hasnāt ended, the least you could do is show me what to do!ā His chest heaved as his breathing got a bit heavier due to his frustration. The screen immediately switched to an e-mail address along with a letter of the requirements to an in home job. Well majority of it being inside, this was the closest he was getting. The pay rate was amazing. He did what he had to. Immediately, he began filling the application to the best of his ability.
Y/N cleared her throat and awkwardly tapped her shoe on the floor.
āAnd you said you had a blind dog?ā¦ā Y/N asked.
The woman who resided in her late thirties nodded and softly responded, āYes, I loved little Gordan more than life itself. I guided him every where. He loved listening to the Reba episodes I watched. Sometimes I would sing them to him. Oh, my dear baby. But whatās the difference between a dog and a human. Iām sure I could handle both.ā She smiled wide and shrugged her shoulders.
āMissā¦Anderson was it?ā Y/F/N asked and she nodded, āThank you very much for coming. Youāll hear back from us if youāve gotten the job.ā He stood up to guide her out of the house.
āYou as well.ā Y/N replied calmly and contently. Upon hearing the door close and her father walk back she shook her head. āI wonāt do it Dad. I canāt. Iām not becoming Gordan and listening to this woman sing Reba 24/7.ā
āY/N, Thereās only one more applicant, but we canāt guarantee that this one will be any better than the other 40 who responded.ā
Her father pleaded. Y/F/N adjusted his suit and sat back on the couch.
āYou know what they say, 41 is the charm.ā
āNo oneās ever said that.ā
āYeah, meā¦just now. Come on dad are you listening to me?ā Y/N chuckled. She always knew how to brighten up her fatherās day despite the mood of it previously.
āOne more y/n. If you donāt choose, youāre not moving out.ā Y/N groaned and moved her head to the side.
That was when the door bell had rang once more. āThat must be number 41.ā Y/F/N spoke as he neared the door. Seeing the manās back, he had a good feeling seeing as he was dressed in a suit. Upon opening the door the tall man in the black suit had turned around.
āLoki Laufeyson.ā He held out a gloved hand to Y/F/N.
āā¦.Y/F/N. Y/L/N.ā He shook the manās hand. Loki wore a surgical mask that covered the bottom half of his face, green eye contacts, and a foundation that matched his more human looking appearance, and matched it with black dark rimmed glasses to distract from the contacts. Despite having the foundation on, Lokiās Jotun markings were still bold on his face and slightly matched that of scaring.
Y/F/N was hesitant to let him in, but did so anyways. He was presented in front of y/n from across the glass coffee table. Y/Nās father uncomfortably shifted and adjusted his suit again. He cleared his throat and looked at the questions that he had come up with.
āHi.ā Y/N said looking ahead. She was dressed casually with black jeans, a light gray t shirt decorated with a small pocket on the right of her chest, and white converse. Her father often helped her when she asked the color of the clothing she wore due to hating the thought of being mismatched.
āHello,ā He walked over towards her and shook her hand softly, āIām Loki Laufeyson, itās nice to meet you.ā
āY/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you too.ā She took her hand back and rubbed it along her thigh subtly. His hand had been so cold, perhaps from the A/C in a car?
He obviously had an accent. It sounded lovely. Y/N smiled, while her father was still astonished by his appearance. She couldnāt understand why her father was being so quiet when he was so chatty amongst the other applicants.
āMr. Laufeysonā¦it says here that you have experience in this field?ā Y/F/N questioned whilst looking at the page with Lokiās āinformation.ā
He nodded, āWhy yes, my father lost his eyeā¦went blind from the right side. I often guided him around and helped him withā¦his duties.ā
Her father had remained silent as he read over the paper. Y/N grew a tad bit impatient as her father was lagging. Majority of the questions were boring and didnāt interest y/n anyways, so she decided to spice it up.
āYouāre not from here?ā Y/N asked not looking directly at Loki.
In his smooth accent he responded, āNo, I am not.ā
āEngland? You sound British.ā Loki pondered over this for a second. He looked up and over, āSomething like that, yes.ā
āHave you had roommates before?ā
āSo I assume youāre not very disruptive?ā Y/N rose an eyebrow.
āMy time at home is mostly silent. I read most times so, not much commotion there.ā
āDo you watch Reba reruns?ā Y/N asked as her dad snapped her a look that she couldnāt see anyways.
āWhatās Reba reruns?ā Loki asked confused. Despite her random questions and his bullshit answers, he was beginning to think that maybe the job idea wasnāt so bad.
āWhen can you start?ā Y/N abruptly said with a smirk on her face that Loki returned. Her father sat uncomfortably with a very shocked and disturbed look upon his face.
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