Heart Shaped (Loki x reader)

There are some people across the realms who are lucky to be able to tell who their soulmate is. Somewhere located on their body is a mark shaped like a heart, signaling their fortune.
Once they lay eyes on the person they are supposed to be with they will immideatly know it. It is a privileg only few persons are gifted with. But just because someone possess this ability there is no gurantee that they will ever meet their soulmate.

Loki snorted and threw the book acoss his room, watching it collide with the wall from the chair he was sitting on.
"Fairy tales!" He exclaimed, even though he knew it was the truth. This was how his pare- how the king and the queen found each other. He on the other hand...
The trickster shook his head. Why should there even be someone out there to love him? With mark or without he was sure that nobody would ever love him. After all he was a criminal.
Not imprisioned (thanks to Frigga) but still he was the god of lies, he had killed people and he was just adopded, a frost gigant. How could someone like him deserve love?

He didn´t believed in it.

Thor had inherited the mark from his father and found his soulmate in Jane Foster, the midgardian woman. Everyone around him seemed to be in love but he remained lonely, bitter through the lack of love.

There was a knock on the door and Loki stood up, straightening his clothes. With a flic of his hand the book flew back into the shelf.
"Come in." He demanded and the door opened, revealing the god of thunder himself.
"Father needs us for a unbinding ceremony." Thor told him, motioning for Loki to follow him. The trickster nodded and trailed after the powerful steps of the blonde.
He pitied the poor soul that had to go throught that procedure.

That was the dark side of those marks. They were bound to the health of its owner making them dependable on their soulmate. Once laid eyes on them it starts to produce a poison. It would kill if one talked about their soulmate or stayed away from them.
So if the feelings were not returned the knowledge of your soulmate was the `fortune´  that brought dead.
But Odin wasn´t willed to loose members of his court to that and found a method to prevent the death. He would take away the poison- and with it all the feelings of the poisened one.
No need to mention that a lot of people still choose death over it. Suicide wasn´t uncommon for them.

Within that thought Loki and Thor had arrived at the grand hall, where the ceremony was held. A lot of people had gathered as most members of the court would try to somehow ease the pain that was caused whenever someone lost their feelings and chance of love.
Coughing to gain some attention Thor managed to create a passage in the mass of people, making it possible for Loki to follow the god of thunder to the centre of the room.

What he saw there suprised him. It was you, laying on a table, squiming in agony while tears streamed down your face. You weren´t even aware of your surroundings as you whimpered from time to time.
It made him angry. How could someone- anyone- refuse to love you? You were royality and a kind person, one of the kindest he ever met.  Whenever someone had problems you would be there for them, mediating every quarrel.
The children loved you and whenever someone needed advice they would ask you. You were never rude, always friendly to everyone. On top of that you were beautiful with a soft, loving smile.
You were even nice to him. You smiled and greeted the trickster whenever you met him but he shoved you away like everyone else.

There were no love for him and he didn´t deserved any kindness.

He was not looking where he was going, crashing into you and sending your books tumbling on the floor.
"Watch where yor step!" He hissed and continued his way, leaving you kneeling on the floor and collecting your stuff.

Angered as Odin started to recitite the required words Loki started to think about someone who turned your affections down during the last few weeks. Who could be so foolish to do so? Even he fell for you. It took him some time to finally admit that but the trickster were in love with you.
It pained him that there was no way his affections would be returned.

"Would you like to dance with me, prince Loki?" You smiled at him but all Loki noticed were the looks other people gave him - and you.
"As if I want to be stepped on my feet by a cow." He snorted, pretending not to see the hurt smile you somehow managed.
"Alright, I´m sorry I have disturbed you."
And with that you left, asking every other man to share a dance with you. No one declined.

He couldn´t think of anyone who would turn you down. Everyone loved you and you were the dream of every man. The whole court, hel, every person in this realm talked about your kindness, about your beautiful appereance and voice.
No one dared to talk if you would sing at the great feasts that were held.

He was just looking for a history book he could read in peace. But everything, everywhere was filled with reports of mark bearers and how their fated love had affected the world.
"Can I help you?" You asked Loki, who was clearly frustrated. He looked at you as you stood there, as beautiful as ever, with books in your arms, looking at him with concerned eyes.
But as his green eyes trailed over the heart on your hand, the trickster snapped.
"Yes. You can leave and never cross my line of sight ever again!" He nearly yelled, glaring at the book shelf. He just heard you leave and never saw your teary eyes.

Loki shook his head. Nobody had ever turned you down.

Except him.

As he slowly realized what the meaning of that was his eyes started to water.
Could it be? Could he -he of all people- really be your soulmate? Could you love him?
Suddenly he snapped out of his daze. Even if it was true he would propably never know because the allfather was anout to end the ritual, banning every emotion from you as well as the death he nearly caused.

"STOP IT!"
Bearly realizing it Loki yelled, starting to rush towards you. Carefully he scooped you into his arms not even noticing the cascades of tears that trailed down on his cheeks.

"I´m so sorry, my love. I should have realized it earlier. I´m such a fool, please forgive me." He pressed you against his chest and softly kissed you forehead.
"I was blinded from my anger. I never meant to hurt you."
In his arms you slowly relaxed, coming to you as he apollogized over and over again.

Just now Loki noticed the stares of all the people that had gatered. Suddenly a light of green surrounded you both as the trickster teleported you into his chambers.
The poison slowly left your body but Loki still refused to let you go. Finally you opened your eyes, trying to take in what had happened.
"L-Loki?" He smiled down at you. You had awoken hearing his words but you were a little disotiented.
"Where am I? The... ceremony-"
"No." Loki demanded softly. "Don´t think about it anymore. You are save now."
You nodded, still confused but glad that he was by your side.
"In case you haven´t heard it... Well, even if. I want to apollogize again.
I was a fool, blinded by anger and bitternis. I hope you can forgive me all the pain I´ve caused you. I-I never meant to. I am so, so sorry for everything I did. I-"

He was cut off by your lips, as you kissed him softly. At the feeling of your soft lips agains his own Loki closed his eyes, savouring the moment.
Too soon for his liking you ended the kiss and looked deep into his emerald eyes.
"You saved me. I still have all my emotions and am alive. Are you sorry for that too?" You asked the trickster and he shook is head.
You smiled softly.
"Then you are forgiven." You told him and the joy in his eyes nearly made you cry but instead you laughed softly.
"I love you." You told your soulmate, a single tear trailing down your face. Loki on the other hand was crying, hugginh you as tightly as he dared.
"I´m not the one that saved you." He whispered into your ear. "You saved me. You can´t imagine how much this words mean to me."

You slid your arms around Lokis neck, resting your forehead against his.
"Then I´ll say them again. I love you. I love you. I love-"
This time he was the one to cut you off and his kiss was full of unspoken words. In a need for air Loki finally ended the kiss, whispering those sweet words that send shivers down your spine.

"I love you even more."