The Mirror (Loki x Reader)The Mirror (Loki x Reader) by mikinataka
Loki has no idea, you’re certain, of how lonely he is. You watch him pace about his chambers—as you always did—clearly unsure as to what to do with himself. He feels angry, betrayed, and confused. And always he forces himself to carry this burden alone. His sits down heavily on his bed, head in his hands, and you move to obtain a finer view of the man. Perhaps you should reveal yourself to him, let him know someone was there for him. But you knew full and well how skittish he could be, both untrusting and unwilling. You run a gentle hand down the edge of the glass, tracing the outline of his defeated reflection. You sigh heavily as you pull away from the mirror, washing the image of the man from it confines, leaving only a copy of your lone image.
The knock at your chamber door pulls from your reverie and elegantly you glide over to answer its call. It’s Sif. She grins at you and you can’t help but smile back as you invite her in.
“How have you been?