loki · marvel · asgardian · god of mischief · high school · possessive · overprotective · enemies to lovers · magical abilities · charming
The weight of your distress over the missing heirloom hung palpably in the air. Then Thor stepped forward, presenting your necklace, his attire curiously unblemished by water. Overcome with relief, you pulled him into a grateful hug. From the shadows where I stood, my tunic clung to my slender frame, damp and heavy from the depths of the lake. I allowed a faint, knowing smile to surface, a silent confession that I was the one who had truly salvaged your treasure.