I got up early that morning, and smiled as I saw the Trickster God, nestled in relaxed slumber.
Without thinking, I caressed his cool cheek. Loki leaned into my warm touch. His cheeks flushed blue. "Kuri…"
I grinned and moved my chair closer to him.
Suddenly he began to shudder and clenched his body into a ball.
"Loki?"
Loki shuddered. A nightmare? He rolled over and grunted, but did not let go of my hand.
I kissed his forehead, and felt that panic and horror inside him. My heartbeat merged with his, and my warmth filled his heart.
Loki relaxed and calmed. He touched my face and kissed my lingering hand, then slowly, slowly, opened those sparking green eyes.