A Jotun dream (Lokixreader)

You zipped the flap of your tent up, sighing as you snuggled into the depths of your sleeping bag, turning the lantern down and shut your eyes. You were enjoying your cross country trek on the back of your atv, away from your so called friends and your family problems. You rolled onto your side, hoping that tonight you would have a dreamless sleep because recently, whenever you dreamt, you woke up the next morning exhausted for no real reason. It was driving you out of your mind, not getting enough sleep, and since you were trekking in the middle of nowhere by yourself you really needed the sleep.
Your mom had wanted your brother to travel with you but you refused. Ever since the night you found out about everything you refused to let anyone go with you. Well, almost anyone. You had wanted one of your friends to go with you but they all started to act like you didn’t exist and flat out ignored you when you called.
You let out a long sigh, letting your mind wander back to the weird cloud formation, your thoughts slipping into slumber.
You found yourself wandering in a desolate frozen plain, thinking your mind was playing tricks on you as you were hearing voices on the chilled air, rubbing your hands on your arms in an attempt to stay warm as you made your way towards the hope of civilization, rounding a large stalactite and stopping dead in your tracks, your (e/c) eyes wide in amazement.
Before you was what looked like a decaying throne room, a hand full of what appeared to be people dressed in old Norse wear were in the middle of the floor and where surrounded by large humanistic blue creatures.
“Giants…” you breathe in awe. Your dreams were getting weirder and weirder recently but this just took the cake. You focused in on what the people were saying to the monsters.
“You’ve come a long way to die, Asgardians.”  The lead giant said.
“I am Thor Odinson!” the large blonde haired man said with pride.
“We know who you are.”
“How did your people get into Asgard?” Thor questioned as you hid by a pillar.
“The house of Odin is full of traitors.” The giant glared at the little people in front of him.
‘Much like my house…” you think.
“Do not dishonor my father’s name with your lies!” Thor raged.
“Your father is a murderer and a thief!” the giant stood in anger.
‘Still sounds like my house. Guess my subconscious is really going at it tonight…” you glance between the people, your (e/c) eyes falling on the man with black hair, a warm feeling spreading across your cheeks as you stare at him.
“And why have you come here? To make peace?” the giant asked. “You long for battle. You crave it. You’re nothing but a boy trying to prove himself a man.”
‘And that would be my older brother right there…”
“Well this “boy” has grown tired of your mockery.” Thor growled as more giants surrounded them, ice forming on the giants hands as weapons.
“Thor, stop and think.” The black haired man said, grabbing the other slightly.
‘Oh God… his voice is mesmerizing…” you think, sneaking to another pillar to get a closer view of the man.
“Look around you, we’re out numbered.”
“Know your place, brother.” Thor snapped at the other.
“You know not what your actions would unleash. I do.” The lead giant said, a twinge of remorse in his voice. “Go now, while I still allow it.”
“We accept your most gracious offer.” The black haired man humbly said.
‘At least one of them is smart.” You thought as Thor and the giant glared at each other.
“Come on, brother.” The black haired man said, turning and walking away. Thor turned to leave after a bit more glaring.
“Run back home, little princess.” The giant taunted.
“Damn.” The black haired man sighed. A smirk formed across Thor’s face, lowering his hammer, turning and striking the giant.
“Well this could be bad…” you whisper quietly.
“Next?” Thor started attacking, the others joining in.