You sigh as you push yourself away from the mattress, blinking at the deep green sheets below you and flapped your feathered appendages to help you sit up. You gasped, folding a wing over your shoulder, tearing up and exhaled loudly as you stroked the feathers. You twitched slightly as you heard the chamber doors open, quickly folding your wings down and hastily pulled your dress all the way on as your master walked around the bed and sat next to you.
“My Lord…” you bowed your head, jumping as he put a hand gently to your face and wiped at your watery eye.
“Has something frightened you, Pet?” Loki asked softly, smiling sadly as you leaned into his touch and shook your head.
“The dreams with Hiddleston… they’re becoming more real… this last one kind of freaked me out a bit is all…” you sigh, yelping quietly and blushing crimson as he pulls you into his chest for a hug.
“I’m sorry you’re so frightened… what upset you in the dream?” his arms wrapped tenderly around your back so your wings wouldn’t get injured.
“Apparently in the dream I grew up with Tom… we were a couple, I was a psychiatrist,” you start before you glance up and see the puzzlement on his face. “My Lord?”
“What’s a… psychiatrist?” he asked, causing you to laugh and him to grow irritated. “We never had such a thing on Asgard.”
“Sorry, I suppose I should have known that. I was a person who would sit with a person as they talked about their fears, anxiety, and hopes and try to help them with either diagnosing them with some disorder, prescribing them pills that would help, or just talking it out with them.”
“Much like you’re doing for me?” he raised his eyebrows.
“I suppose… but I grew up in a freak show.” You shake your head.
“Please… go on with the dream.”
“Right, where did I leave off…? Oh yes… I… I didn’t have my wings… my parents had them removed when I was two…” you tear up, burring your face in his chest and both of you blushing crimson.
“That must have been so terrifying for you…” he sighed, stroking your hair gently and squeezed.
“It was…” you nuzzle against the cold armor, smiling softly as you thought about how his demeanor was turning more towards being like Tom’s than the harsh king that had taken over your world.
“You should return to your normal duties until I call for you, the other servants are beginning to wonder about you.” He sighed.
“I guess they would… if you’ll excuse me, My Lord…” you went to back away but he kept his hold on you. “My Lord…?”
“Mm… go, be off with you.” He squeezed, letting you go and watched as you quickly made your way out of his chambers. You shut the door behind you, leaning back against it and sighed. If only everyone could see how caring your master really was they would kneel before him without hesitation. You shook your head, making your way to the kitchens and gently pushed the door open. Everyone in the room stopped their work when their eyes landed on you, causing you to blush slightly and move to making tea for Loki, since tea time was approaching.
“(Y/n) how did you do it?’ Sarah asked as you set the teapot on the stove.
“Do what?” you blink, turning to her and twitching as you saw everyone surrounding you.
“You know…” she pressed.
“I’m sorry, I really don’t know…”
“(Y/n)… we’ve been give fruit daily as well as new clothing! He even spoke of allowing us make up! Why did Loki gift us such things?” Britney asked.
“Master can be kind; I have always told you this. You just didn’t listen.” You snap.
“I bet he’s only being nice because you’re sleeping with him! That’s it, isn’t it!” Beatrice shouted. She’d always been jealous of you.
“I have not slept with our Master, that’s just insane.” You roll your eyes. “You would be the one to do such a thing, not i.” you take the kettle off, pouring the tea and went to head back to Loki’s chamber when she hit you upside the head with a broom. You crashed to the floor with a loud crack, the tray with the tea pot and cup smashing before you and dowsing you with its steaming liquid. You glanced up as she went to swing at you once more, blushing slightly as a guard stepped in front of you and beheaded her on the spot. You could feel another guard lift you into his arms, your world fading to black as you heard Loki’s voice mutter, “I’m sorry.” You took what little strength you had left to glance at the guard and smiled softly as you saw Loki was in the armor. He smiled back sadly as you faded from consciousness.
The smell of frying eggs and bacon caused you to come grumbling back into consciousness, fuming that you were woken from sleep so soon, as you felt you had just gone to sleep twenty minutes ago, and forced your heavy eyes open. You blinked at the light blue sheets under you, coming to the conclusion that you were back in the reality with Tom and groaned, dropping your face back into your pillow.
“(Y/n), darling, come on, it’s time to get up, sleepy head.” Tom said softly as he walked up to the side of your bed, sitting next to you and sighing as you didn’t budge. “Come on, (Y/n), move it!” he pushed at you.
“Go away, Tom… I feel like I just went to bed five minutes ago…” you wave feebly at his hand.
“It’s nearly eleven, you feel asleep around five in the afternoon yesterday, now get up!” he yanked the sheets back, laughing as you shrieked and leapt onto your back. “I said it’s time for you to get up! Don’t make me say it again!” he grabbed you by the wrists and pinned you to the bed.
“T-Tom?” you stutter, your eyes wide as you panic slightly. He was acting so much like Loki.
“Oh, Love, I’m sorry… I didn’t… I didn’t mean to frighten you…” he let go, sitting back and stared at you with remorse on his face.
“I-it’s okay… you just had me worried a bit…” you sigh, sitting up and poked his nose.
“Did you think I was Loki?” he sighed.
“For a second there…”
“I wish I…” he shakes his head.
“What is it, Tom?” you lean closer to him.
“Sometimes I wish I was as strong willed as Loki seems to be… just for certain things…” he wrapped his arms tightly around you and buried his nose into your neck.
“I’m sure you have the same ability, to be strong willed, just like Loki. I mean, I’m pretty sure Loki wants to be as kind and compassionate as you are.” You smile softly, rubbing the back of his head and giggled as his breath tickled your neck.
“You truly think so?” he pressed his lips gently to your skin.
“I know so…” you squeezed his shoulders, grabbing a pillow from behind you and whacked him in the face.
“(Y-Y/n)?!” he gasped, grabbing the pillow and staring at you. “Oh… I’ve missed your sass.”
“Yes, well, that’s your fault for moving to Africa… but I still understand why you wanted to go.” You stand, going to walk by him when he wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in the small of your back.
“Let’s spend the day going through the scrap books, shall we?”
“Y-yeah, sure, we can do that.” You nod.
“Good, I already have them all set up.” He stood, pulling you back into his chest and sighed in your ear. “I love you so much, (Y/n)…”
“I…” you start, biting your lower lip.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything… you’ll remember in time…” he squeezed.
“I…I think I love you, too… I haven’t… haven’t felt this way in a long while…” you feel yourself blush; turning to him slowly and gently kissed his cheek.
“I am never letting you out of my sight again.” He leaned to you, pressing his lips gently to yours and purred.
“T-Tom… the bacon…?” you raise an eyebrow.
“Curses!” he let go, running down stairs and cursed. You laughed as you slowly made your way down the stairs, looking at the pictures of your fun times with Tom lining the walls and stopped as you came across one where he had presented you with a heart shaped pendent. You went back into your room, searching your jewelry box and huffed as you didn’t see it anywhere.
“Hey Tom?” you call as you run down the stairs, rounding a corner and skidding into him. “Ah?!”
“(Y/n), are you okay? I heard you calling, what’s wrong?” he asked, holding onto you and leaned to you.
“The… the heart shaped pendent… the one you… gave me at the one lake… I can’t seem to find it…” you glance up into his blue eyes.
“Oh… it was lost in the crash…” he smiled gently.
“Oh… I see…” you tear up slightly.
“Come on, Love. Let’s go eat.” He smiled, taking your hand and led you to the kitchen.
You spent the whole day reminiscing about your life with Tom, poking fun at his awkward teenage photos, and catching up with him. It had grown late as you sat on the couch; you covered a yawn, slumping onto his shoulder and shut your eyes. He laughed softly, pulling you to your feet and led you to your bed. You crawled under the sheets, blushing slightly as he sat next to you and twitched slightly as he wrapped something around your neck.
“I’m so glad I found you, Pet…” Tom whispered in your ear, smiling as you turned to look at him and saw a green tint in his eyes. “To replace the pendent that was lost…” his fingers danced gently on your chest.
“Pendent…?” you glanced down at the silver heart with the diamond implanted vines. “T-Tom… it’s… it’s gorgeous…” you breathe quietly.
“Only the best for you.” He kissed your forehead gently, going to leave when you grabbed his hand and half smiled.
“Thank you…” you laid back on your side, smiling as he laid behind you and wrapped his arms protectively around you.