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Loki threw open the doors to the bed-chamber you two shared. Instantly, you grabbed a nearby robe and threw it on yourself. Lying to the God of Lies was idiotic, but you thought that maybe, just this once, you could get away with it. Loki walked towards you, and you offered a weak smile. People thought Thor was scary when he was angry, but Loki? He was absolutely terrifying. You had a feeling Thor had already told Loki what had happened because you knew he wasn’t mad at you, but it was still scary to see him so furious.
“Evening, dearest,” You said, trying to sound happy. “Is everything all right?”
“What happened?” Loki asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Thor told me you ran to our room with tears in your eyes,” Loki noticed the robe. “Why are you wearing that?”
“It’s my robe,” You answered.
“It’s summer in Asgard,” Loki frowned. “You were complaining about the heat this morning, and now you’ve thrown a robe over your gown?”
Damnit.
“I got cold,”
“Darling, I adore you, but you are a horrid liar,” Loki said. “Take the robe off.”
“No,” You pulled it around your shoulders.
That had been the wrong answer. With a snap of his fingers, Loki caused the robe to vanish. It was a useless gesture, but you tried to cover the ruined strap of your dress, but it was too late. Loki removed your hand and inspect the frayed fabric; the strap of your gown was ruined, barely holding itself together. Anger started to fill him as his eyes darkened.
“Who did this?” He asked, his word laced with venom.
Well, there was no point in lying to him now.
“One of the guards,” You said softly.
Despite being summer, the room felt cold suddenly. Loki’s eyes were turning red, signaling his change into a Frost giant. Oh, he was beyond furious now. It was only going to get worse when you told him the rest. Sighing, you held yourself as you gathered up the courage to tell him more.
“I was on my way to the library when I was stopped by three guards,” You continued. “I tried to go past them, but they blocked the hallway. They began to make---comments.”
“About what?” Loki asked.
“My body,”
“There names,” He said through gritted teeth. “Now.”
“I--don’t know their names,”
It was all too much. You knew that Loki’s anger wasn’t directed at you, but your emotions had been hanging on by a thread. You sobbed and covered your face, tears falling freely. The chill in the air vanished as Loki gathered you up in his arms. His anger had vanished momentarily, and he rubbed the back of your head, trying to soothe you. While Loki was scary when angered, he could never be mad at you. He admitted that when you cried, his heart broke. You were his one weakness, and he was proud of that.
“It’s alright darling, I’m here now,” He cooed. “I’m going to make this right, I promise.”
“I just don’t understand why they cornered me,” You said between sobs. “I wasn’t bothering anyone.”
“I know you weren’t my sweet,” Loki kissed your forehead. “They’re just jealous.”
“Jealous? Jealous of what?”
“Jealous that you are mine,” Loki said. “Jealous that you’re beautiful and you won’t give them your precious time. Jealous that they don’t get to touch you, kiss you or hold you. Either way, I will find the swine that did this to you. But first---”
Loki stepped away. He smiled as he made a flourish with his hands. The gorgeous Asgardian gown you had been wearing melted into a modern dress. Of course, it was green with black leggings, brown boots, and a white coat. Loki snapped, and his royal garb also transformed into his Midgardian disguise. Another snap of his fingers and a red rose materialized between his fingers. You giggled as he handed it to you.
“I think you need a night out,” He said.
Loki was a romantic.
That surprised many people but not you. He was a god. Of course, he was romantic. It was in their nature, or at least you thought it was. While Loki was a cautious, reserved person for the most part, but not when it came to you. Thor always remarked how amazing it was that you got him to open up. It hadn’t been easy; no relationship was. All the hard work you had put into getting Loki to let you in had paid off. You were not just dating a god, but you were living with his kind as a princess. You weren’t a princess yet, but you were treated like one. ; you had your own servants, a massive closet filled with the finest Asgardian clothing, and you even had your own unicorn.
And Loki still found ways to spoil you rotten.
While you usually stayed on Asgard, the two of you frequented Earth. It was your home, after all, and there were certain things that Asgard just didn’t have, like Five Guys and movie theaters.
This particular visit started off in Tiffany & Co.
Thanks to his glamour, no one realized who Loki was, but you were pretty sure that the clerk helping you didn’t care. All he cared about what Loki’s credit card limit.
“Which one do you prefer, darling?” Loki asked, his arms around your waist.
There were two rings on your fingers; a silver one with peridot in the middle and a golden one with an emerald. Two gems, both green, the color of Loki. How could you just pick one?
“Both,” You answered confidently.
“You heard the lady,” Loki kissed your cheek. “We’ll take both.”
“An excellent choice,” The man said. “Now, you did say you were interested in necklaces too?”
“Yes,” Loki said. “And remember, money is no object. We want to see the best you have.”
“Right away, sir,”
You slipped the rings off your fingers, allowing the clerk to put them aside. It didn’t matter how many times Loki took you on a shopping spree; it was always exciting. This was every girl’s dream, to be doted on and have your wildest dreams fulfilled. All your life, you had wanted to go to Tiffany’s, even if you just stood outside of the building; to be inside, buying whatever you wanted was surreal to you. Besides the rings, you had purchased a few pairs of earrings, some bracelets, and a watch.
Loki kissed your cheek again as the clerk returned with a selection of necklaces. Automatically, your eyes landed on a gorgeous pearl and emerald choker. Yes, you were drawn to the green, but you loved pearls. Loki grinned as he saw your excitement; he motioned to the clerk to pick up the choker, and he obeyed, offering it to you.
“This is absolutely gorgeous,” You said.
“We’ll take it,” Loki said.
“But I didn’t even try it on,” You said.
“I can already picture it around your perfect neck, love,” Loki said. “We’ll take it.”
You took the choker and a few other pieces before moving to your next destination; Saks Fifth Avenue. Instead of carrying your purchases, Loki used his magic to transport them back to your room at home. You were okay with that; that meant you could hold his hand as the two of you walked down the street. Already, you were feeling better. Smiling, you placed a kiss on Loki’s cheek.
“What was that for love?”
“Just because,” You said.
“Oh?” Loki smiled. “What would I get for this?”
Loki held his hand in front of your face and then turned it around, revealing two tickets. You read the words and gasped.
“Are those tickets to Wicked?” You asked. “But Loki, I thought you hated musicals.”
“Maybe I haven’t seen the right now yet,” Loki said. “And does it matter if I dislike them? You love them and today is all about you. After we’re done shopping, we’ll go see our show, and then I’ll take you to dinner.”
“Oh, Loki,” You pulled him closer and kissed his lips. “You’re absolutely wonderful. You didn’t have to do all this.”
“Of course I did, my love,” Loki caressed your face. “You’re my heart. If someone hurts you, they hurt me. Once your over what those brutes did to you, I’ll go back home and punish the louts. But for now, your happiness is my priority.”
After shopping and the show, you didn’t know how the day could get better. Loki, ever the romantic, had one more trick up his sleeve. Once Wicked was over, you thought the two of you would head home. Instead, Loki gave you a small box and told you to open it. You were confused when you found a dog collar. You felt like you were on cloud 9 for the rest of the day.
“Are you trying to tell me something?” You asked, picking it up. “This is way too small for me.”
“No, but it’s not too small for this little fellow,” Loki said, snapping his fingers.
In a puff of green smoke, a black dachshund puppy appeared in his hands. You gasped, dropping the collar. Loki was not a fan of dogs, but you loved them. Years ago, you had lost your old dachshund, Brownie, and had to put him to sleep. It was something you mentioned often, but you never thought Loki would buy you a dog.
“Is---is he mine?” You asked.
“Yes, he is,” Loki smiled as he handed the dog over.
“Loki, you hate dogs,” You said, taking the puppy. “Are you sure?”
“First, I have a question for you,” Loki said. “Do you love dogs?”
“Yes.”
“And have you wanted a puppy for years since your old furry friend died?”
“Yes,” You answered again.
“Would having this little one on Asgard with you make you unbelievably happy?” Loki asked.
“Yes, but---”
“But nothing. My beloved, I only care about your happiness. While I prefer cats, I think I can learn how to love this little fellow for you.”
“Oh, Loki,” You purred and gave him another kiss on the lips. “You’re too good to me.”
“Are you sure the prince won’t find out what we did?”
“You need to relax, Ansgar,” Dag said. “Like that fat cow is going to say anything.”
“You still attacked Prince Loki’s fiance,” Ansgar continued. “If he finds out, he could kill you or worse.”
“What is worse than being killed?” Egil asked. “You’re worrying too much. Oh, and speak of the cow.”
The other two guards turned to see Y/N walking down the hall. She held her head high, a smile on her face and a new necklace around her neck. The green and gold gown shimmered with each step she took, the flowy fabric fluttering about her. The future princess was always wearing her lover’s colors; her wardrobe was nothing but green and gold. Each outfit created for her was also revealing, showing she was a bigger woman. Loki did it on purpose; he loved his fiance’s curves. Dag sneered at Y/N’s smug look. How could she walk around, acting like she was some beauty when she looked like that?
Trotting alongside her were two dachshund puppies, both black. Her focus was on the puppies, so she didn’t even notice the guards until they blocked her way. Y/N’s smile vanished in an instant.
“Oh, it’s you three,” She said. “Out my way, now.”
“It looks like the cow grew fangs,” Dag chuckled. “What happened to the scared little pig from yesterday?”
“Excuse me?” Y/N asked. “How dare you talk to me this way!”
“Um, Dag, maybe we shouldn’t,” Ansgar began.
“Shut up. She can’t do anything,” Egil said. “She’s a human, she has no powers, and she can’t fight. What are you worried about?”
“You do know who my fiance is, right?” Y/N asked. “Loki will have your heads for this.”
“Last time I checked, your Loki isn’t here,” Dag asked, taking a step forward.
One of the puppies barked loudly and snapped at Dag’s heels. Its eyes glowed green, morphing and growing until Loki stood before the three men. Dag’s face went white.
“You were saying?” Loki’s voice was filled with ice.
“Your lordship,” Ansgar dropped down to his knees. “I---”
“Enough,” Loki held up his hands. “It seems like the three of you have forgotten a few things. The first thing you have forgotten is that you are guards, nothing more. You have no power unless I or someone from the royal family say so. Secondly, you have forgotten that this glorious, wonderful, perfect woman right here--”
Loki grabbed your hand, pulled it to his face, and kissed it before glaring back at the three men.
“Is my fiance. That makes her a future royal. Therefore, she is above all of you,” Loki said. “And lastly, you seem to have forgotten that I am not a loving, peaceful god. I am not my brother; I am the lord of mischief and lies. Now, while I won’t kill you three, I am going to punish you. My love, do you have any suggestions?”
“Well, I don’t think they’re fit to be guards,” Y/N said, picking up her puppy. “In fact, they act more like pigs. Maybe that would suit them instead.”
“A brilliant idea as always, my sweet,” Loki said, turning to the three guards. “I hope you enjoy the royal farms for a few days.”
The three men started to scramble, but it was pointless. Loki called upon his magic, and the three men began to change. They shrank as their skin turned pink, squealing as their hands formed into hooves. Soon, three piglets stood in the hall among discarded clothing. The pigs squealed in fear, scrambling to run away. Loki allowed them to flee; they would be found sooner or later.
“I think Coco Puff wants to play,” Y/N said, smiling at the puppy who was barking after the pigs.
“I don’t think it would be a fair fight,” Loki said, wrapping an arm around Y/N. “Coco Puff would surely win.”
“True,” Y/N said, smiling at Loki. “You really are a true gentleman. Has anyone ever told you that?”
“Maybe,” Loki grinned. “I could stand to hear it more.”
“You could also stand to hear this more,” Y/N said, pulling him close. “I love you.”
“I love you too, dearest,” Loki said.
The two of them shared a kiss, and Coco puff barked.