(Y/N) looked up at Loki. The sun shone in the sky above him, making him look like an angel from heaven. She smiled gently up at him, though her mind was elsewhere.
*Flashback*

The fire was crackling in the fireplace, the wind was howling outside, and snow was clouding the windows. Loki and (Y/N) were curled up in front of the fireplace under a blanket, both of them with cups of hot chocolate. (Y/N) was watching the fire intently while she sipped her hot cocoa, while Loki watched his beloved with a gentle smile. It was the smile he only used around his Love, and it was the smile she absolutely loved to see. Loki was, in her opinion, handsome beyond belief when he smiled. It brightened up the entire room. Finally, (Y/N) looked up at Loki with a smile and blushed when she saw he'd been watching her. She hid her face in his chest and set down her hot chocolate so she could wrap her arms around his neck and slide into his lap. Loki wrapped his arms around (Y/N)'s waist and held her close. He leaned down so he could whisper in her ear.
"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. Your eyes shine brighter than even the brightest stars. Your lips are softer than the most expensive silk. Your laugh, oh Darling, your laugh is the sweetest sound to ever reach my ears. Your smile is a sea of pearls surrounded by a bed of red roses. Your voice makes even the sweetest songbirds jealous, and the way you move when we dance... You're more graceful than even the purest swan. You're gorgeous, (Y/N), my Darling, my Queen, my everything. You mean much more to me than I can ever put into words. I love you with all my heart, my mind, and my soul." Loki stroked her hair gently and ran his fingers through her silky locks. (Y/N) was curled up in his lap, and he never wanted her to leave. She was his and he was hers. It was the way it was supposed to be. They were destined for each other; he could just feel it. Loki believed in soulmates, and he also believed that they were destined to be together.
*End of Flashback*

(Y/N) came back from her thoughts and smiled tiredly up at Loki. She now saw the tears in Loki's eyes and felt the ones in her own.
"Please don't go, (Y/N), my Love." Loki begged and leaned down over her to kiss her forehead. She was cradled in his arms, her blood staining both of their clothes. Tears dripped from his cheeks and fell onto her shirt. Blood seeped out of the wound on her stomach. They both knew she was dying. Her slowing heartbeat and shallow breathing was enough to tell them that. Every breath she took hurt, as did every movement. Yet she still reached a hand up to caress his cheek, staining it with blood, though neither cared at that moment. With her last shaky, dying breaths, she choked out one last sentence to the love of her life.
"How... do I love... thee? L-Let... Let me count... the ways..." With that, her hand went limp and (Y/N) left Loki to weep over his lost love. The one he cared so deeply for. The one he couldn't live without. The one that had given him a second chance when no one else would. The one who he loved with all his heart. The one who- The one who was the only reason he had to live.
"(Y/N), I love you so much. I will see you soon, my Queen." With that, he stood and let her go. He ran into the fighting, eyes blazing with pure fury. Within no time, he collapsed to the ground, a blast of energy smoking on his chest. Loki smiled at the sky and thought of all the time he had spent with (Y/N).
"I will see you soon, Darling."