Midnight's Mischief
A Loki x Reader fic
Part 3
Word Count: 2265
A/N: all the things i want to say to preface can easily be summed up by saying: i'm rusty, please forgive me
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“Steady now, princess.”
Easy for him to say—he’s managed to keep his posture perfectly pristine as the light around you dissipates and its last bright streaks glow behind your eyelids. You’re a little dizzy and disoriented—like you’ve just stepped off a rollercoaster and still can’t come to terms with the fact the ground is solid and unmoving. You straighten on shaky knees, and Prince Loki places a hand on the small of your back.
His lips quirk in amusement. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I think—for the most part, at least.”