Prompt: Parenthood
Characters: Loki/Sigyn
I do not own anything. If I did, Loki would be the main character.
Loki thought he would vomit seeing his child's head protrude out of his favorite place and as nature would allow it, that is how his wife became pregnant. Sigyn, his beautiful wife, was covered in sweat, legs spread open and one of her hands clenched onto the mattress and the other around Loki's nearly broken hand. She was screaming into the air and throwing curses at him.
"I HATE YOU!" She hollered. Her hand wrapped around the collar of his nightshirt. "YOU DID THIS TO ME! YOU RUINED MY LIFE!"
"I love you." He said, kissing her knuckle.
"EAT DIRT AND DIE!"
He looked up at the midwife. "Do not be bothered, dear." She said to Loki. "It's the pain talking."
When she was ready to push again Sigyn let go of his collar and reached for his hand. "Hold my hand! I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." She clenched her teeth and let out another scream.
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU SO MUCH!"
"But I love you." He said, trying not to let the insults get to him.
"STOP TALKING! BY THE GODS STOP TALKING!"
Loki kept his mouth shut and rubbed the hand that was squeezing his numb one. She glared at him and screamed. "WHY AREN'T YOU ENCOURAGING ME?"
"I apologize, my love." He kissed her forehead. "You're almost there, one more push, flower."
And with that the midwife delivered their son into the world. Sigyn was brought to tears. She looked up at him and placed her damp head on his arm. "I love you so much Loki."
He kissed her. "I love you, darling."
Sigyn reached out to hold him once he was cleaned off. His son had bits of auburn hair on his head. The same color as his mother. Loki was astonished how small he was, but strong and loud when he cried. He could feel tears burn his eyes and the smile on his face could not be removed. The blanket around his body covered his still clenched body.
"Hello, my darling." Sigyn said as he came into her arms. "I'm your mummy." He stopped crying for one moment to open his eyes and began to cry again. "I know, love. I know. Welcome, love. Your father and I love you so much." She looked up at Loki and held their bundle of joy out to him. "Would you like to hold your son?"
Was that a question? Loki nodded quickly and held him up. The blanket wrapped around his front fell, but Loki was too excited to notice. "Hello." He said. "I'm your father, Vali."
Vali opened his eyes and blinked at him before closing them again. "Vali, you're so-"
He felt something warm hit his chest and stomach. He looked down to see his son urinating on him. Loki's smile had faded and he sighed. He glared down at Sigyn as she began to laugh.
"This is a premonition of things to come?" He asked Vali. He covered Vali with the blanket and looked at Sigyn who snorted. "It's not that funny!"
"Yes, it is! Your son pulled his first bit of mischief on you and he's not even an hour old."
Loki's smile turned up a bit before he kissed his head. "Welcome, Vali." He whispered in the little one's ear. "I'll remember this when you begin courting the fair ladies."