My Prince (A Loki Fan-Fiction)

My Prince (Part 1-Sleeping Beauty)

Movie night!” I said happily, waving a DVD case around in the air. Loki smiled at me from his book.
“But I was just getting to the good part.” He whined, pretending to be upset.
“I’ll make popcorn.” I offered. He grinned at me and closed his book.
“What are we watching?” He asked and followed me to the kitchen.
“Sleeping Beauty.” I said, putting the bag in the microwave. He stuck out his tongue at me.
“Sounds boring.” He said.
“It was one of my favorites when I was little.” I said, crossing my arms at him.
“Why?”
“There’s an acid spitting dragon in it and the prince hardly ever talks.”
“Dragon?” He asked, cocking his head to the side “I thought there weren’t dragons here.”
“There aren’t.” I said, taking the popcorn out so the microwave would stop beeping.
“Then how do you know about them?”
“They’re mythical creatures, Loki.” I scoffed, then quickly turned to him “They are mythical… right?” Loki laughed at this and kissed me on the forehead.
“It’s probably best if you don’t find out.” He said.
“They are!” I cried happily.
“I never said that!”
“Well, I don’t doubt it anymore.” I said “After all, you were supposed to be mythical, too.” He laughed happily at this.
“Come, darling.” He said “Let’s go see this acid spitting dragon of yours.”

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“How about it?” I asked as we lay in bed. I had put away our popcorn bowl and the movie, then we curled up in bed for the night.
“I wish the prince had spoken more often…” He mused.
“Why?” I asked with a laugh.
“Your favorite character isn’t the prince.” He said with a pout.
“He’s not.” I said “Maleficent is. But I’m weird.”
“Perhaps that is why you are so happy with me…” He grumbled.
“Oh, Loki.” I scolded “You’re not evil. You aren’t the villain in this story, you’re the prince.“
“Do you believe that, darling?” He asked.
“Of course.” I said firmly “Because, not only are you a prince, you’re my prince. Which by default makes you all the more charming than any of the ones that come from a story.” He smiled and kissed me on the head, then the cheek, then the lips.
“Goodnight, Sleeping Beauty.” He said, smiling at me.

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Loki kissed me. This wasn’t unusual, but the kiss was loving and tender and woke me up from my sleep. I wondered if something was wrong and sat up, rubbing my eyes sleepily.
“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty.” He said breathlessly.
“Loki, I prefer when you call me darling.” I murmured, opening my eyes “That’s yo– what happened to you?!” He was covered in dirt and mud, slight bruises and cuts covered all the skin I could see. He was panting slightly as he grinned at me, keeling beside the bed and smelt like a fireplace.
“I wonder,“ He pants “If Sleeping Beauty ever believed that her Prince slayed a dragon.” I stared at him, my eyes open slightly, trying to understand what he was saying. Then I tackled him, showering him with kisses on every bruise or cut I could see.
“What are you talking about?” I demanded between kisses “How did you get yourself so hurt? Please don’t say there’s a dead dragon in our back yard.”
“Would you like to see it?” He asked, laughing. Without waiting for my answer, he took me by the hand and brought me to the back door. There was a dead dragon. It caught my attention for a long time, but soon I noticed that the grass around it was completely lifeless all around it. There were giant thorns, though and tatters of cloth was stuck to them.
“You did all this?” I breathed. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me from behind.
“I also got you this.” He said, handing me a small crystal vial. It was filled with a glowing, dark, red liquid.
“What is it?” I asked quietly.
“Dragon blood.” He said “Very useful as a kind of acid.”
“Oh, I love you.” I sighed. He chuckled and kissed me on the throat.
“I don’t suppose Sleeping Beauty would like to go out for breakfast?” He purred.
“Go take a shower, moron.” I laughed “You’re covered in filth.”
“When should I expect you to join me?”
“When you stop calling me ‘Sleeping Beauty’ and start calling me ‘darling’ again.”
“In that case, I hope it will be soon… darling.” He kissed me again before walking away. I stayed there for a moment.

“Oh, wait, what am I supposed to do with a dragon carcass…” I muttered to myself.