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Dating Loki Laufeyson Would Include

TAGGING: @princess3733

∆ Mischief. Loyal (to you). Hotness. All in one man

∆ He always has to touch you, whether his arm is on your waist, fingers laced through the others, his lips against your forehead. He loved touch

∆ He gave you his mean demeanor when you two first met, but you easily broke through that shell

∆ “You know if you mean-mug all the time, it’ll cause wrinkles?” – *instantly starts chuckling*

∆ You told yourself not to fall, but it just happened

∆ Stargazing together is fun

∆ He reads you poetry

∆ Lulls you to sleep at night with his voice

∆ “Yes… Please… Keep talking…” – “Anything to help you rest easier, my darling.”

∆ He plays with your hair more than you do his

“Yours is so soft.” – “Yours is too, babe.” – “Not as soft as yours.”

∆ You two hardly argue, but the amount of sarcasm you use is rather frightening. No one knows if you’re being serious or not

∆ Loki made sure to let you know he loved you

∆ “The concept of me falling in love seemed too good to be true, but I’m glad it’s with a woman such as yourself.” – “Aww, Loki!”

∆ Did I mention he’s a gentle lover?

∆ I’m talking like asking if you’re okay during your spicy times, does he need to change something? Are you feeling fine? He asks for your consent before anything goes down

∆ He’s totally the jealous type

∆ A man dares to even stare at you for a while, Loki’s ready to pounce

∆ “I don’t like the way that dull creature stares at you!” – “Loki, he’s not saying anything.” – “I know, but you’re mine… “

∆ He’s confided in you about his darkest feelings, such as the ones that involve losing you

∆ “I’ve done wrong, (Y/N). Things I can never fix. Please don’t leave… Please.” – “Loki, honey, I’m not going anywhere you don’t want me to.”

∆ He’s shed a tear or two over it also

∆ “You mean everything to me, I can’t dare let you go.”

∆ He holds you on his chest every night when you’re drifting to sleep, running his fingers across your back

∆ Whispers sweet nothings into your ear to help put you to sleep

∆ And doesn’t let you go one night without a tender kiss to the forehead

∆ “Goodnight, my angel.”