"Loki, shove off." You mumble.

"Aww, you don't really mean that though, do you my queen?"

You didn't, but you couldn't just let him continue turning your study notes into Asgardian. Stupid dumbass magic that's also really cool and makes him hotter than he already is... No damnit you needed to study.

"Oh, so it makes me even more attractive, does it?" Loki smirks.

"Don't tell me you read mind now as well." You retort.

"So you're not denying it. Good. Also, I knew all that because you said it out loud, silly mortal." He chuckles. You faceplant the table.

Loki sighs, and returns your study notes into good ol' English. Yes, finally....

He begins nuzzling your neck. "Can you not." You squeak. 

"Yes, I can not," he replies mischievously, his breath tickling your neck.

"But I also can." He continues his nuzzling, damnit.

"Loki stop, I need to study!" You complain, trying to move away (although you really don't want to). 

"Oh, I may as well get it over with." Loki mutters, looking nervous and biting his lip (which was super cute).

"You may as well get wh-" You don't get a chance to finish as the God of mischief puts his hand over your mouth to cut you off. What the hell?

"Y/N, there is a reason I come to see you every time that I can, to annoy you, or flirt with you. It's because I love you, Y/N, and I  would give up my immortality for you. Don't you dare forget that."

He removes his hand, only to cover your lips with a hungry, loving kiss. And you have never felt so elated as you feel in this moment. The man -god- whatever you love loves you back. And in that moment, that is all that matters.