Beneath Me 》 Loki Laufeyson《 [UNDER HEAVY EDITING]

31. 》Cross My Mind《

As Loki carried the woman in his arms, his eyes would occasionally flicker from her eyes to her ankle. Kara rested her head on his chest, uncaring of how weak she looked like at the moment. The tears that streamed down her face were beginning to dry up, but her nose remained cherry red. The God of Mischief despised seeing her in this state, but he would be lying if he said that his heart wasn't fluttering at the moment. 

With one push, the door to their shared room opened. As Loki advanced to the bed, he kicked the door shut with a loud thud. 

He laid her down on the bed gently, noticing how she hissed at the sensation of her ankle making contact with the bed. 

"Place your leg on my lap.", Loki ordered, staring at her. Kara didn't move a muscle. 

Loki sighed. "Kara, please cooperate. I'm trying to help you-"

"You don't need to. I'll heal on my own.", she retorted, still avoiding his gaze. Loki furrowed his eyebrows. 

"Why do you refuse my help all the time?", he asked, tilting his head to get a better view of her. Kara shook her head slightly. "I don't need it."

"I think you do.", he answered. Kara's eyes shot up to meet his. "Do you enjoy this?"

The god looked confused. "Seeing me weak? Having you to come to my rescue? Does this make you feel power over me?", she continued, another set of tears threatening to fall from her already glossy eyes. 

Loki scoffed in disbelief. "Do you truly think so little of me, Kara? You think I use your weakness for my own advantage?"

Kara bowed her head. "I don't know what to think of you anymore, Loki.", she whispered, but the man beside her heard it loud and clear. 

Without another word, Loki moved closer to her, his gaze soft. Kara shuffled in her seat, looking at him from the corner of her eye. It was until she felt his breath on her ear that she tensed up, her face growing red.

"Shame.", he muttered, bending down with his eyes still fixed on hers.

"What are you- AH!", she was interrupted by the god taking her leg in his hands and bringing it up to his lap. "Hold still."

The brunette rolled her eyes, but for some reason, her stomach churned at his touch. She couldn't help but look at him and examine his facial features. 

Dang, was he beautiful. He hadn't changed a bit since the last time they were together. Maybe his hair grew longer, and his jaw became more defined, but all in all, he looked the same. Same piercing eyes, same intense stare, same sharp jawline, same smooth hair, same thin lips. 

Upon resting her eyes on his lips, she reminisced the last time they kissed. 

"Loki, it's not working out.", Kara spoke through deep breaths. The god stiffened at her words.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?", he asked, voice barely above a whisper. He blinked several times, and his jaw clenched.

Kara didn't know what else to say. She felt that if she spoke again, her voice would break and the waterworks would begin again. 

"I see.", he added softly, boring his eyes into her skull. He approached her cautiously, observing how Kara flinched at his sudden movement. When Loki did reach her, he tucked a strand of stray hair behind her ear. Kara unconsciously leaned into his touch. 

"I would not want say goodbye, for I know I will see you again.", Loki stated, never taking his eyes off her. The woman in front of him gritted her teeth.