Alright, I started to write this fic... Wednesday at 23:05 so... Thanks Loki for be always in my head and thanks Jane for... Surprisingly come to my mind.
ALERT: POSSIBLE SPOILERS!
Sorry about the mistakes...
Disclaimer: I'm not the fantastic but old Stan Lee, I am 16 years old, close to 17. For that reason, sadly, Loki isn't mine (but I'm his) and Jane less... Ugh...
Enjoy!
He cannot Love both of Us
Everything was cold, very cold. So Thor, Jane and Loki needed to be safe in a cave urgently because Jane's terrible condition.
Thor stayed awake for some hours, but he was very tired for all the battles in that day, the climb to the mountains, so he fell asleep in Jane's legs.
Loki looked at them with angry (as he was doing in the entire trip) and he sighed.
"Don't try to escape, Loki. Neither I nor Thor feels good".
"Do you think I am vigorous? I've been in a prison for eternal days, you've been enjoying the Asgard's riches" he answered, trying to stay calm and showing her his handcuffs.
"It's not my fault that you tried to conquer the Earth without the permission of Daddy, Mommy and big bro!" She said with a strange voice. The Dark Elf inside her was who talked.
Loki looked at her with compassion for a few seconds, but he decided to see the flames of the bonfire.
"You know Odin won't let you be with him" Loki said minutes later of an awkward silence.
"I love him. That's not enough?" She said, with her voice. With her heart. With her soul.
Loki smiled and prevented her to see his pain face.
"You don't know anything about love"
"Now you are an expert?" She replied.
"No. But the love you affirm it's not enough".
"How do you know?"
"I was the second child of that lying family for a lot of years; I guess that's truly enough to be sure of what I'm saying. Don't you think?"
"Alright! Don't scream!" She said, looking to Thor through his hair, smiling with sadness.
"He cannot love both of us" Loki said, looking the man he once loved, the man once was his brother.
Jane looked Loki to his eyes, as Loki did. They looked each other for some seconds, maybe minutes. But then, Loki smiled and looked the fire again.
"Of course, in a different way... But he already cannot do it. He will destroy us. Or just you"
"Or you... He hates you right now".
Loki clenched his fists and took a deep breath.
"As well as he doesn't know who are you now".
Jane looked down, distressed, and she sighed at the same time than Loki.
"He still loves me".
"But, what would happen if you won't be the same again? What would you do?" Loki asked, been serious, hoping a sincere answer.
"I will leave him. I'll ask him to take me home. And I will say him that I don't love him, even if it hurts me. But I prefer be alone with my demon, or elf, whatever, than drive him to be a slave of my madness, trying to save me".
Loki stayed surprised by the answer, but he appreciated in his privately that words.
"Well, perhaps you're brighter that I thought. A nice surprise! Now, I want to sleep, Jane Foster. If you feel bad, throw me a stone or scream my name. Or just wake up Thor" Loki said, with that sexy smile that always made Jane blushed
"Good night, Loki".
He nodded, enjoyed a few seconds more the heat of the bonfire and he fell asleep in a big rock. Dreaming about a different situation, where he rules the Earth and Asgard, but he's fine with his brother.
While Jane was seeing Loki sleep, she did it too minutes later. And she dreamed about Thor and with that sexy god of black hair and emerald eyes, that wasn't too bad after all.