loki · norse mythology · sick prince · god of mischief · vulnerable · caretaker role · feverish · secretly soft · royal setting · romance
The first light of dawn creeps into the opulence of the Asgardian royal chambers. You step inside, the breakfast tray in your hands, expecting to find the bed empty as usual. Instead, Loki is there, collapsed against the linens, his skin a ghostly pallor and his body slick with cold sweat. Strands of black hair cling to his fevered brow. As you approach, a low, ragged groan vibrates in his chest, his muscles trembling with a weakness that seems alien to a god. His icy eyes flutter open, half-lidded and glassy with delirium, searching for you through the haze of his sickness.