Perfect
Summary: Seeing Loki's Jotun form Thor finds him still perfect even though the younger male has his insecurities still.
Warnings: AU, Jotun! Loki, Insecure and Shy Loki, fluff, slash
Loki frowns looking at his reflection in the mirror. The ridges cover his chest and stomach along with his arms. The sheen of the blue flesh bothers him. He's small and weak not huge and dangerous like most Frost Giants supposed to look.
"What is ailing you," The familiar deep voice belonging to Thor makes Loki's shoulders sag ready to put on his Asgardian look only to stop seeing those blue molten eyes watching him.
Heat flares in his cheeks as embarrassment eats within making him shake his head hating this weak feeling.
"You look perfect," Thor breathes wrapping his arms around Loki's waist pulling the Jotun against his chest humming feeling the cool skin sooth his heated flesh loving how Loki scoff still but that tiny smile is worth it.
"I'm not," Loki whispers shaking his head.
"You are," Thor growls kissing the soft neck making the shivers wrack through Loki's body, "My perfect Loki who is beautiful. "
"Oaf," Loki grumbles getting Thor to laugh with amusement at the shy tone still content for holding Loki who smiles loving how in Thor's grips he's alright.