AN: Some people suggested more Loki and Bella or a continuation of Lost. I decided to do a continuation. The last episode of Loki is tomorrow, and I AM NOT READY.
Lost- Just Her
Summary: A year has gone by since Bella saw Loki out in the rain on that fateful day. Their relationship has since grown, and the pair couldn't be happier. A night out makes Loki realize that Bella is where he truly belongs.
Loki has officially died.
His green eyes were wide as Bella slowly walked down the stairs, dressed in a slim, dark, emerald, green dress, with sparkles, courtesy of him, matching heels, a simple gold chain with a green diamond in the middle, with matching earrings. Her hair spilled over her shoulders and flowed down her back in luscious curls.
He moved closer to the stairs, holding out his hand for Bella to take. She grasped his large hand, shy-fully smiling at him. She stepped off the last step gracefully, lightly chuckling as he twirled her around. "You look wonderful darling," He murmurs to her, giving her another once over.
Bella does a slight curtsey, "Thank you. You look ravishing yourself," She said, trying to mimic his accent. He gives her a mischievous grin, pulling her in for a chaste kiss. She bit at his lip, and he groaned in her mouth. "Do that again, and we might not leave," He whispers, causing Bella to flush, and pull away from him.
"We wouldn't want that," She teases, fixing his tie. He was dressed in the usual black suit, with a black shirt, and his emerald, green tie standing out. He bent down to kiss her nose, and she gave him a smile.
"Are you ready?" He asks, holding out his arm. Bella nods eagerly, wrapping her arm in the crook of his elbow. Loki was going to teleport to their destination, and this was the first time she would be going with him. Loki had never teleported a human, but he assured himself that she'd be alright.
Her sweet scent filled his nostrils, and a green mist was covering her vision. In just a blink, they were outside the fanciest restaurant in Seattle. They were a little off to the side so that no one would see them. He smiled proudly at Bella's small gasp of surprise.
"You were listening, you sly god," Bella murmurs, glancing over at him in awe. He winks at her, walking forward with her. "I always listen to you," He says, and Bella's smile brightens. They walk into the restaurant, and there is soft piano playing in the background.
The waiter behind the desk smiles. "Good evening. Name please," Loki gave his last name, and Bella looked around as they were led to a nice corner of the place. It was a little booth, and Loki nodded in thanks. Loki waved Bella to sit first, and he sat across from her.
Bella looked around, and she sighed at the feeling of the heat vent above them. She picked up the menu first, and Loki just watched her curiously. He knew that when her eyes widened, she saw the prices. "Now, now, this is all on me pet," Bella flashed her eyes to his, and he knew that her face was probably as red as a tomato. He only used it in the privacy of their home, a term of endearment that made her knees go weak.
"Anything you want, it's on me," He assured. Bella shifted a bit, and she reached over for his hand, and he placed it in hers, feeling the heat from her skin. Her skin was like silk. It was warming. It was calming. He brought her hand to his lips, kissing her fingers.
"I love you," He states softly, his smile sure, sweet, and downright devious. Bella mouths the words back, and Loki found himself taken aback by her beauty. The low light cast upon her so beautifully, she almost glowed. She had on no makeup, not even mascara, and her eyelashes just grazed the tops of her cheeks.
His heart felt warm, and he knew without a doubt that he could never love anyone else the way he loved her.
She was his everything.
This last year had been somewhat of a challenge, and Loki had given up life on Asgard for his new life with Bella. He belonged here. With her. Was it weird? Yes. He was like a wolf in sheep's clothing. He found life on Earth to be somewhat tedious at first, and annoying, but Bella found joy in many things that people found gloom in, and he started to see the world like her.
He also saw the world for its strength. He still believed on some level that humans needed to be ruled, but he also saw their conviction in taking over for themselves. The idea of dictatorship just made them angry.
He finally saw that humans weren't the weak creatures he thought they were. At least on a human level. This world had good things, and as many horrendous people in the world there were, there was an equal amount of good.
Loki zoned out of his thoughts as someone came to take their order, and he and Bella chatted quietly about their week. Bella worked at the bakery in town, and she had a dream of having one of her own one day. He asked her why she didn't have one yet, and after explaining the situation with Edward, and that she wanted to be somewhere big, he understood.
He had randomly proposed New York, more so as a joke, but she fell in love with it immediately. For her birthday, he planned to take her there to look at some buildings. She didn't want him using his magic for anything that she had to work for, and he promised he never would. Hard work really meant something to her, and he respected that.
The glistening of a diamond caught his eye, and he spotted the glittering jewelry on the finger of a young woman. The idea had crossed his mind many times, especially when Bella would fall asleep next to him in the night, sighing peacefully as his arms would wrap around her.
He never brought it up though, knowing her own fears of how her parent's marriage had turned out. He knew though that nothing would ever break them apart. He couldn't imagine himself not staring into her brown eyes, or hearing her soft, and sweet voice. It made his chest ache.
He wished to call her his in every way possible. Sure, they were dating…if that's what he would call it, but it was much more than that. To date is to simply see if the one you are with is worthy of sharing your life with you, and you them.
To Loki, he already knew that. He knew that Bella felt the same. They were more than just boyfriend and girlfriend. They were lovers. He turned his gaze to her bare hand, imagining a ring, his ring on her fingers. Laufeyson being her last name or a mix of that and Odinson. It would suit her well he thought.
He hadn't actually talked about it with her, and what a better time than this?
He turned his attention back to Bella, a small smile on his face as she smiles at him fondly. Yes, the more he looked at her, the more he was sure that there was nothing he wanted more.
"Darling…" He started, only to be interrupted by a voice. "Bella Swan? Is that you?" Loki turned his eyes to a man walking towards them. He saw a man with short blonde hair, blue eyes, circle-shaped face, and he stood at about 5'6. Bella flickered her eyes to this man, "Oh my gosh, Mike," She says, an easy smile sliding onto her face. The man came forward, and Bella stood, embracing him into a hug. "It's been so long, how are you?" Mike asked, his hands planted on her waist.
Loki never had a reason to be jealous, and even now, the green envious monster hadn't reared its head, but he was filled with a sense of possessiveness as Mike's hands stayed planted on her hips. "It's been great," Bella stepped away and turned to Loki. "This is my…boyfriend. Loki. Loki, this is Mike Newton. We went to high school together,"
Loki stood, and he found satisfaction in the way Mike's eyes widened slightly. Loki brought out his hand, gripping Mike's tightly. "Nice to meet you," Loki smiled, showing a full row of teeth, and Bella shifted from under Mike's hands, realizing that he still had his hand planted on her waist.
Loki let Mike's hand go, and grabbed Bella's hand, guiding her back down in her seat. "Likewise man. Listen, I'm here with my own date, and I've got to get back," Loki bit back a growl as Mike laid his hands on Bella's shoulder's as he bid goodbye.
He could tell Bella didn't notice, but the longing in his eyes was easy to see as he went back to his date. He sat back down, huffing slightly, and Bella giggled at his expression. Loki raised a brow at her, not in the least finding anything funny.
"What's so funny?" He asks, narrowing his eyes at her. "Nothing," She says innocently, hiding her smile behind her hand. He couldn't help but smile as well, feeling her joy. "I'm not the jealous type sweetheart, but…." He trailed off, hitching a thumb in Mike's direction. "He was quite handsy," Bella stood from her spot, and brought herself to Loki's side, placing herself in his lap.
He curled his arm around her waist, nosing her temple. "He's always been like that. I didn't even realize it at first. You know that I don't see anyone else but you," She says softly, kissing his cheek. He smiles down at her, his eyes going to her hand again in curiosity.
They sat in a comfortable silence until their food arrived, and Bella stayed put in his lap, lost in her own little world that revolved around him. Bella talked more about her plans, and he was flattered when she stated that she wanted it to have his birth name.
She said that he was a piece of her too, and it felt fitting. They ate dinner and even had dessert. Loki kept trying to find the right time to bring up the idea of marriage. As their bill was brought to them, and Loki slipped in the money, her turned to her, brushing his knuckles across her cheek.
Bella leaned into his hand, and he saw it in her eyes how much she cared for him. "I wanted to talk to you about something, something serious," He says. Her brows furrow, and she frowns. He smooths out the lines with the pad of his thumb. "Nothing bad…" He says, feeling her relax.
Before he can continue, he hears Mike's annoying voice once again. He was alone and sat down across from them. Bella gives him a confused look, one that also held slight annoyance. She had a feeling of what Loki wanted to talk about once he said it wasn't bad.
Marriage was an idea she once despised, and now that she was with Loki, it was something she was starting to lean towards. She wished to be tied to him on some human level, a level where she could call him hers. Her only fear was if he'd regret it when she grew older. It was a fear that plagued her mind a lot, and whenever she saw Charlie, he would joke that she was looking younger and younger every day, and it would only make her realize that she would one day, in human years, outage Loki. Would he want a woman that looked like his great-grandma?
She zoned back into the conversation at hand as Mike sat across from them, looking slightly heartbroken. Loki just stared at him with disdain and Bella snickered in his ear. As much as he said he wasn't jealous, it was sure all over his face.
Loki just pinched her side, narrowing his eyes as Mike's eyes went to her cleavage as she shifted. He fisted his hand, giving Mike a stern look. He pulled Bella a bit closer, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Sorry to just barge in…my date left," Loki wanted to roll his eyes. Did they ask?
"I'm sorry to hear that," Loki stated instead, really, he didn't care, but he did want Mike to scurry along. "People are temporary you know?" Mike states and Bella hums, wondering where this conversation was going.
She could see it in his eyes that he was thinking deeply, and whatever would come out of his mouth was not good.
"Truth is….I told her I was in love with someone else, and she was rightfully upset…and I know I'm an ass for doing this, but seeing you, you look beautiful by the way…I realized that I am still in love with you. Seeing as there's no ring…I thought…" Loki stopped Mike from speaking by leaning forward and grabbing Mike by his tie. He pulled on it so that it would tighten around his neck.
"Ring or no ring mortal, she is taken. I personally do not care how long you have loved her, but believe me, you will never have her. One day, she will make an honest man out of me, and have my last name, for it is the only thing I want most in this world. Have a good night," Loki pulled on his tie harder, watching as Mike turned purple before letting go.
Mike nodded frantically, clumsily leaving the booth. Loki wrinkled his nose, sighing softly. "I'm sorry you had to see that, but…" Loki was surprised as Bella just grabbed his face, her lips molding against his. He pulled her tighter against him, tasting the chocolate on her tongue.
Bella pulled away to breathe. Loki laid his forehead against hers, "You want to marry me?" She asks softly, and Loki stares into her eyes, nodding. "More than anything in this world," He whispers.
"Why?" She asks, brushing her hand along his neck. "Why not? You mean everything to me. I want to be yours in every way I can be, and I want you to be mine. Not just at home, or work…I want to be able to go somewhere with you and call you my wife. I'm not your boyfriend, I'm your lover, and you're mine,"
Bella closes her eyes, kissing his nose. "I want to be yours, in that way…I just…would you want me when I'm old?" The question takes him by surprise, and he looks at her in wonder. "What?" He asks. Bella sighs softly. "I'm not…I'll never be yours completely. You're a god, and I'm mortal. One day, I will age…and…" Loki shushed her with a finger to her lips.
"I'm afraid you're wrong. I don't think you'll age. Why give me my beloved and dangle her life in front of me? I think the night we physically bonded together, something happened. I feel a piece of myself inside you every time I'm near you, even now. Somewhere in your soul…I'll always want you pet,"
He whispers, breathing her in. "What if you're wrong?" She asks, looking up at him. "I'll still never want anyone the way I want you. I've been trying all night to figure out how to ask you how you felt about the idea. I know your parents didn't work out, but I assure you that I'll never leave you, and there is nothing on this earth, or within the nine realms that will take me away from you. I'll always find my way to you,"
Bella tears up, the droplets spilling over her eyes, and Loki brushed them away. "Thor took…" Loki shook his head. "My brother may be an oaf, but he believes in love, and to hurt me in that way…to see you hurt…he wouldn't," He assures.
Bella wraps her arms around him. He sighs into her hair. "So the idea doesn't terrify you?" He asks, and Bella shakes her head. "I'd be honored to be your wife Loki," She says softly. He magically conjures a box in his hand and holds it out in front of her.
"So, what do you say beloved?"
Bella grins, pulling him in for a kiss. "I'd be a fool to say no,"
Loki pulls her in closer, and they both look down as a light green light illuminated in front of them, like a tether, emitting from each of their bodies. Loki watches as it pules between them, before gently dissipating into Bella's chest, right above her heart, and it faded into a soft gold.
"Hmmm…." He hums, and Bella just chuckles. "I'm assuming that wasn't to be worried over," Loki shakes his head. "Just my mother's way of saying 'you're welcome',"
AN: Short, but I needed to work on something. I'm still working on other stories, but it will take a while to update, but I hope to update some of my current stories within the next week or two. You guys…I read this fic where Bucky is a mob boss and….I think my soul has departed…
Have a good night/morning/afternoon