Marvel Imagines

Loki x Child Reader

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   LOKI'S POV

  As I had to deal with listening to Thor's rant about pop-tarts, I overheard screaming coming from upstairs. When I recognized the scream, I immediately ran up the stairs and into Y/N's bedroom. She was holding on to her Mickey Mouse pillow, and her tears were falling onto the pillow. My heart broke at the sight, even though Y/N was not my child. She was younger than any of the other mortals here, but she definitely did not give me as much as a headache as the others did.

  Whenever she needed someone, I made her a promise to do my best to take care of her. Although, I did not have the heart that Captain Rogers had when it came to being hospitable. I do not think anyone did, yet it did not stop me from trying to help Y/N this time.

  I walked over to where Y/N was sleeping and went to wrap my arms around her, but Captain Rogers rushed into the room.

  He noticed me and asked,"You have this one covered?"

  I nodded and he looked like he wanted to stay, but he said,"Okay. Just let me know if you need help."

  I sent him a grateful smile and he sent me a smile back, before he gently closed the door behind him. I slowly wrapped my arms around Y/N and ran my fingers through her hair, until she woke up. 

  She instantly hugged me back and continued to cry for quite some time. I did not know what to say to her and decided to think about what I would say to her first.

  She sniffed and asked me,"Do you think my mommy will ever come get me?"

  I continued running my fingers through her hair and admitted to her,"I am not sure, darling, but you will always have someone here to take care of you. Captain Rogers will not stand for letting you go anywhere else."

  She giggled and said,"Okay. What about you, Loki? Will you always be here to take care of me?"

  I could see the tears set to fall down her face in any second and explained to her,"I will always be here to take care of you, child. I would not stand for you to go anywhere else either. Everyone has warmed up to you, including me. Y/N, you make me feel relaxed when Brother makes me feel like locking myself up in a prison somewhere."

  Y/N giggled again and continued to hug me saying,"Thank you for taking care of me. I don't want you to go and if you did go, I would be sad. Daddy never played toys with me or talked to me when I needed a friend. You talk to me all day until I'm better, and you always make me smile. I love you, daddy."

  My eyes widened, and Y/N had finally let go of those tears she was holding on to. I did not expect for her to see me that way, but I did feel something on the inside. Maybe it was pride or joy? I was not sure what it was, but I held Y/N as best as I could.

  After a minute, I replied,"I love you, too, Y/N. Always."