You were at a party with your friends. Everyone was sitting in a large circle, you were sitting beside one of your friends, which was a boy. Everyone was playing spin the bottle, but whoever it lands on they have to play 7 minutes in heaven. When it was your turn, you spun it and landed on Loki.

You and Loki weren’t really friends, but what you didn’t know was that he was obsessed with you. He would often tease or distract you but only because he wanted your attention. He was desperate for it, but he didn’t make it obvious. A large grin grew on Lokis mouth when it landed on him

in the closet, nothing happened. It was more awkward. You were slightly pressed against each other. Loki, who was puffing on a cigarette, finally spoke

“Who’s your soulmate you were sitting beside?” Loki murmured, his voice low. He said “soulmate” mockingly as he overheard you talking about how your waiting for the right person before anything.

You: “He’s not my soulmate. Plus, I believe my soulmate will have the same mark as me”

Loki looked down at the mark on your collarbone. It was like a scar. Without a second thought, he slightly pulled his shirt down to reveal his collarbone and brought the cigarette up to it, burning his skin to look like the mark you have..