"Make the Journey Hand in Hand"
A Whovengers One-Shot
"Loki, you're bein' ridiculous. I love having you around. I told you when you first got here that you could stay for as long as you need. I don't go back on my promises," Rose explains. He can hear the unspoken words behind her point. He knows that she never backs out of promises willingly. It is still a touchy subject for her, one that he can understand since he has so many himself.
He also hears the slight edge of hysteria in her voice. He knows that she would be just as unhappy without him as he would without her. She is the kindest, most beautiful woman he has ever met and he is sure that if he were to lose her, he would be completely lost.
But he also knows that he is no good for her. Either romantically or otherwise. She deserves so much better. She has done so much for him. Brought him back from the edge of sanity. She saved him but he still despises himself for what he did. To his brother, to his father, to an entire planetary race. It is a constant presence in his heart. Reminding him every day of what he is truly capable of when provoked.
"I fear you would not think on me as kindly if you knew what I have done, Rose Tyler," Loki says, his voice little more than a whisper against the side of her face. She pulls back. Just far enough to look into his eyes. The anguish shines out at her, bringing tears to the brinks of her eyes. She bites back a sob, silently reaching up and cupping his cheek.
"Can I be the judge of that?" she replies. Her gentle voice touches something in him, as it always does. In response, he slowly inclines his face towards hers. Giving her ample opportunity to pull away. Amazingly enough, she does not. He presses his lips to hers. It is slow, gentle, and full of burning passion. All of his nerves are alight with his desire for her. That is the moment he realizes he loves her. Loves her with all his being, all his soul.
His arms tighten around her, pressing the full length of her body against his. She releases an encouraging moan. He feels her hands slide from his chest to the back of his neck. He shudders beneath the warm tips of her fingers.
He never wants this to end. These feelings, they are consuming him. And now that he has had a taste of them, he never wants to give them up. He wonders if she feels the same.
She suddenly pulls away with a gasp. His eyes snap open and he stares down into her gaze for the first time. Her face is glistening with tear tracks, but her lips are pulled back. Baring her teeth to him in the most dazzling smile he has ever seen.
"Loki, I love you," she whispers. He can feel her pulse as it races beneath his hand. He closes his eyes, basking in the joy that fills his veins.
"Oh, Rose, I love you," he tells her.
It is the start of a new beginning. It is filled with tears of joy and sadness. But they are thankful of every step that they make together.
So yeah I'm tied up with so many Roski feels at the moment. I hope someone likes this. I know there aren't very many Whovengers stories, but I'm glad to contribute to this small but powerful part of the fandom!