Author's Note: This was going to be only one drabble, but I decided to make it a collection of drabbles instead...I've heard the name of this pairing called Mischievous Beauty and Iced Beauty. (I follow Iced Beauty on Tumblr, by the way.) However, I personally call them Beauty Tricks...Also, feel free to leave me any drabble prompts.

Slumber clings to Belle's eyes as she rocks her baby girl, Katrine, to sleep. She stifles a yawn as she looks down, seeing Katrine asleep. With a chuckle, Belle starts to get out of her chair when she hears footsteps. Looking up, she finds her husband, Loki, standing in the doorway.

He leans on the doorframe wearing a small smile. His black hair falls from his shoulder, gently landing in front of his face. Loki enters, tucking his hair behind his ear, as Belle carefully leaves the chair.

With gentle hands, he takes his daughter into his arms. The soft, dim light glows on Katrine's face. Loki's fingertips brush her cheek, can feel her breaths on his skin. His grin grows as he lays her in the crib.

Belle grabs his hand and leans close, tired, and they leave the nursery. Once in the sitting room, they sit on the sofa. She wraps her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder. Belle's eyes beg for sleep.

Loki looks at her, fingers brushing through her hair. Then he looks at the fireplace, hears the crackles of the burning wood. "You must be exhausted from caring for the baby all day," he says.

Having no reply, he looks and sees Belle asleep. Chuckling, Loki kisses her then places his chin on top of her head. He listens to her steady breathing and feels the song of her heartbeat.