Marvel Imagines

Loki Laufeyson-Laid Eyes On You

"It is okay, my love. I understand."

You tried to hold back the sudden tears that had gathered in your eyes, but in vain as they rolled down your cheeks and dropped into your palms. Those were the last words the man you thought you were in love with had said before leaving you.

Except it wasn't his fault.
None of it was.

You thought back to the previous hour when it had all began and when it all ended.

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"My Lady."

You gave a slight curtsy to the other Prince of Asgard, keeping your head while your heart beat furiously.

There was no denying your feelings for him and he could tell by the way you pointedly avoided his piercing gaze, a faint pink color flushing your cheeks.

When the Frost Giants invaded your kingdom, slaughtering your parents and destroying the land, Queen Frigga took you under her wing and taught you as her own. Thor and Loki became your new best friends at the tender age of eight, but as you grew into a beautiful young woman, the obvious changes did not go unnoticed by the princes of Asgard.

When Thor asked you for your hand, you were more than thrilled.

Except, it didn't feel quite right.

And as you tried to subdue the unsettling feeling, you noticed it had only grew in your ignorance as Loki subtlety made his feelings known by playful flirting and the deep, longing look he would often give you.

"Lady Y/N."

You were jolted out of your thoughts by Thor's booming voice.

"Yes?"

"May I have this dance?" He asked, holding out his hand.

You smiled and let him lead you to the grand hall where other couples twirled to the music before he swept you into his arms and gazed into your Y/E/C eyes.

"You look beautiful," he said softly as you swayed from side to side. The look on his face was one of deep affection and something else—was it sadness?

"Well, you did pick this out for me," you smiled at him.

The deep, green dress you wore was fitted at the waist with a braided belt in a molten gold color and it was one that was designed to hug your curves while flaring out at the edge. The sleeves ran all the way to your wrists and the neckline wasn't very low, but hovered right above your chest while the other side was quite the opposite. The rear of your dress plunged to the small of your back and stopped at your waist line, exposing much of your skin.

"Come with me," the urgency in his voice made you curious as he pulled you to an empty balcony off the side of the hall, the silk curtains billowing in the wind.

You stepped out into the cold night air and took a deep breath.

"Y/N."

You turned and Thor lightly brushed his fingers against your cheek.

He gave you a sad smile.