You are Loki’s wife

In the early hours of the morning upon Asgard, light rain lands on the ground, encasing the golden city in a hue of stormy greys and sunrise oranges

Your husband is leant against the headboard and your head is resting on his chest, just listening to his heartbeat in the calm of the early morning

you knew it was only a matter of hours until the servants would burst in to help them ready for the day. You want this peaceful, uninterrupted moment to last forever

you place a hand on top of his, gently rubbing his hand with your thumb, Loki smiles softly at this, as he moves his arm to hold you closer to himself