You meant so much to Loki, and he always reminded you of that. He was your bestfriend, well, maybe a little more but that hasn’t really been discussed. You guys have been very close since you met, which was surprising to others as he doesn’t really bother for anyone else except you.

recently, you have been pondering over a tattoo. You’ve never gotten one before but it was something you’ve always wanted. And Loki wanted to grant that to you. He knew how to tattoo.

Today, you were laying on your bed, on your stomach as Loki sat next to you, with his equipment all set out. He was tattooing along your spine for you. It was nothing too big and nothing you couldn’t handle, yet Loki kept asking if your okay every 5 minutes. He needed to know that it wasn’t too much for you.

He’s been tattooing you for a while now, but he was only half done. He put the equipment down with a sigh and spoke up.

“We are taking a break.” he said, not even asking. It wasn’t that he needed the break. He thought you needed it. But you didn’t mind a break as much. You got a small snack and drink before coming back and sitting on the bed side Loki. He was in thought before he spoke up

“I want you to write your name” it was more like a demand than question. He pushed the tattoo gun into your hand, his sleeve already rolled up. He wanted you to tattoo your name onto him.