Your fingers trail the outlines of his face. He looks at you with those piercing, emerald eyes and they bore right through you, filling you with heat and – his darkness – and you thought you've never loved anyone this much. You press your hand on the side of his face and put your forehead on his. You let him know.

He smiles slightly, that mischievous glint in his eyes never waving. He holds your hand and takes them away from you face.

Don't let the darkness take you too.

You hear his heartbeat and you take his hand and put it to your lips.

"I'll stay with you, Loki." You say. "In darkness or wherever."

I'm staying.

You let him know, and he understands.