Just Like Heaven

They arrived to the party thirty minutes later. Loki noticed immediately that Jane looked overwhelmed by the crowd, she had already told him that she rather stay at home and watch a movie. Loki wasn’t very comfortable himself and there was a lot more people he could stand, but the fact that they were all dressed in flamboyant garments made him feel like he could go unnoticed.

“This is an all hallow’s eve celebration?” Loki asked Jane.

She chuckled and nodded, “Why?”

“It’s not… quite like I imagined” Loki said with disdain, he wasn’t complaining he was just a little surprised, “It has become a night of frolic, where adults wear costumes and run amok”

Jane laughed out loud, “This is an annual thing Darcy’s boss does” she explained him, handing him a glass with punch, “She’s obsessed with the renaissance era” Loki nodded, holding the glass, it looked like red wine but it had pieces of something in it, “She dresses as the queen and sits on that throne over there” she giggled.

“She looks like she’s old money” He mentioned looking around.

“She is” Jane nodded, taking a sip from her drink, “You don’t like it?”

“It has something in it” Loki wrinkled his nose.

Jane chuckled, “It’s sangria, that’s just fruit” she said, “There’s a table with food if you want to eat something”

Loki nodded.

“This looks very alike to the banquets people offered me” He mentioned when he saw the table full of food, even the pig in the middle of the table with an apple in its mouth brought him memories.

“People offered things for you?” Jane asked grinning.

“Let’s not forget, dear Jane, I was a God” He raised an eyebrow to her.

“I like it more when you are just Loki” She said, her smile growing wider.

He couldn’t help but smile, “I guess I do to”

Jane looked like she was about to say him something else when loud music filled their ears. The band had apparently just arrived, dressed in costume and with instruments that looked straight out of a time machine. But the songs they were playing were more contemporary.

“Do you want to dance?” Loki asked, to low for her to listen.

Jane looked at him puzzled, “What?” She asked, her voice barely audible over the loud music.

Loki leaned towards her, “Would you dance with me?” he asked again, When he pulled back Jane nodded.

She left her drink on the banquet table and Loki offered his hand. It was a slow song, and Loki thought their proximity would make Jane uncomfortable but she looked rather happy. He liked to think happy was the word. He put his left hand on Jane’s waist as she rested her hand on his shoulder.

“Have you danced like this before?” Jane asked, Darcy had told her that given that it was a renaissance ball they insisted in dancing accordingly, “Darcy made me learn a few steps”

“Of course I have” Loki said, “I am very old, Jane”

“How many?”

“What?”

“How many years have you lived?” Jane asked

“Too many to count”

Jane stared at him, “Must be lonely” She said, “Living for so long”

“Something like that”

“Loki” Jane said, “Why did your mother asked for you to be sent here?” She asked.

“A failed attempt to fix me, I believe”

“I don’t think so” Jane said, and Loki frowned, “I don’t think you need fixing”

Loki looked away, like not wanting Jane to look at him in the eye. She then remembered he was now human. Just like her. Being immortal for so long and have that taken away from you must be hard for him. having to think about death. She let him be and instead focused her attention on something else, her eyes falling on his hand holding hers.

“Your hands are big” She said, Loki chuckled.

“You already said that” He said.

She chuckled nervously, so that hadn’t been a dream, “I’m sorry about that”

“You slapped me harder the first time” He added, remembering their first meeting.

She laughed and he held her closer, tighter. His big hand spreading a warmness on the low of her back. The slow music was coming to an end and Jane felt disappointed. She looked up at him and he looked at her. If he leaned she could kiss him.

The short distance between them was driving Loki mad. Her warm body against his was making him lose control. But he couldn’t. Could he? He could lean and just kiss her.

Yes.

Yes.

The music stopped and quickly changed into a faster one. People started clapping and dancing joyfully. Jane looked at Loki who was looking around, looking rather confused. Suddenly, a man grabbed her hand and a woman grabbed Loki. He let go of her hand and Jane looked at him apologetically.

“He’ll be just fine!” the man said.

It took Jane a few seconds to start dancing accordingly. The man twirl with her and then grabbed her waist, lifting her up a few seconds. Jane laughed and continued dancing. Darcy passed next to her and blew her a kiss, while she took Loki now. Loki wasn’t lying when he said he had danced, he lifted Darcy and then turned her, changing partners as he went.

Loki remembered similar dances during the old times, less glamorous than this one but equally fun. Fun. Something he hadn’t have in centuries, he searched for Jane in the crowd and found her smiling widely, carelessly. He smiled, as if her happiness was his happiness.

It was then, while he looked at her among the crowd and the music disappeared, when Loki’s heart felt as if it was beating again. The wanting to hold her tight, to be with her, next to her, and to kiss her and treasure her.

It was love.

Jane connected her eyes with his’ ignoring the rest of the crowd. Something in him had been calling her, ever since the first time she touched him. She smiled at him as the crowd left the dance floor and walked towards him, feeling as if she was floating or her feet were moving alone. Orbiting towards the sun that was Loki.

The ride home was quiet. Except for Ian who kept saying how amazing the night had been. Ian left them at Jane’s apartment, Darcy promising to call her in the morning, that if she didn’t wake up with a hangover. She winked at Jane and then waved at Loki, who was standing in the door already.

“You two have fun!” Darcy giggled.

“You are impossible, Darcy” Jane said and rolled her eyes affectionally.

Darcy drove away leaving them alone. All of sudden Jane felt nervous, it reminded her when her prom date had left her at her house afterwards. He was a nice guy, but he didn’t like Jane. He left that clear when she leaned to kiss him and he pulled away, chuckling nervously.

Her hands were shaking when she put the key in the lock. Loki put his hand over hers and helped her.

She still could feel the warmth of his body over hers when they reached her apartment. She couldn’t understand the tingle that went through her body, from her toes to the tip of her fingers. The way she looked at Loki now. He wasn’t a criminal, a monster as everyone else thought. He was smart, polite, gentle towards her and even funny. This Loki was hers.

Jane then panicked at the thought of losing him. An unpleasant feeling on her chest, as if a hole had taken place there and was swallowing everything inside of her. the elevator doors closed and Loki looked at her and offered a, strangely enough, shy smile. Something in his eyes that made her feel like everything was alright suddenly and she then saw everything so clear. Oh, god, she loved him. And it wasn’t terrible at all.

She smiled back at him and the clouds in his sky of mind dissipated, the sun that was her smile shinning bright, brighter than the shiniest star, giving him comfort. And, oh gods, he loved her.

When the elevator doors opened Jane held his hand for a fraction of second before leaving the elevator. He stared at her from the same spot while she opened the doors and disappeared inside the apartment.

He searched for her when he finally entered the apartment. A faint light seeping through the barely opened door of her room. He hesitated before opening the door slowly, finding her infront of her mirror. The view of her naked back as she undid the back of her dress made Loki swallow audibly.

“A little help?” He heard Jane say.

He nodded and walked towards her, his heavy boots making the loudest noise in the room as he stepped against the wooden floor. When he was finally behind her, he was brave enough to ghost his fingers against her spine, enjoying the way she shuddered. He undid the rest of the dress slowly and when he finished, she held the fabric against her body, before letting it fall.

And then he saw it. The mark. He touched reached for her shoulder, wanting to badly to touch her. To feel her naked skin under his fingertips. He ran his fingers over the peculiar mark on her shoulder. A birthmark, perhaps, that looked so familiar. A star.

“Jane” Loki whispered, and for a second her reflection in the mirror looked afraid, afraid Loki would reject her.

“It’s been there always” Jane explained, feeling a tingle where Loki was touching, “I… I kind of like it”

Jane said something but Loki didn’t listen to her. His mind traveling towards the recurring dream he had have since he first touched Jane. The voice he thought was familiar guiding him through the gardens of his old home, the white dress flowing with the wind as she followed the star.

The gods had given him a glimpse to his destiny. Jane.

“You” Loki whispered, and Jane turned to him.

He kissed her before she said anything else. His lips against her lips, and then his tongue entered her mouth exploring the insides. Words weren't going to be able to describe what neither of them were feeling. Having her in his arms made him feel finally complete. She held from his shoulder as he undressed as fast as he could, wanting to be touched by her, to feel his skin against her skin.

They fell into her bed naked, their legs tangled between sheets and pillows as the thirst for each other grew stronger and stronger. He ran his hands through her naked body and kissed her breasts.

She clawed his back when he entered her, all of him deep inside as the heat of her body surrounded him. She panted and looked into his eyes. And she could have been offered to see the billion stars and billion of galaxies and it would have been nothing.

Jane was his’ and he was Jane’s. As it was meant to be.

When he finished inside of her, she followed. His hot breath against her neck as he pulled out, leaving her to feel empty. He smiled and laid next to her. How could she feel empty when he was now next to her. She was never going to feel empty again, she was never going to feel alone again, because they were both now complete.

“I’m afraid we have broken a few rules” Loki whispered, “Not me naked, not me in your room”

Jane laughed and he kissed her again. She rest her hand on his chest. She ran her fingers through one of the many scars that were there. It took her a few seconds to realise they were so familiar. She closed her eyes and drew them in her mind, all the constellations she dreamt about, the ones she had thought impossible were there, Loki was wearing them like scars.

“Fights I lost… some I won” Loki explained, holding Jane’s hand selfconciously, “They are horrible” he added.

“They are part of you” Jane said, “I love them” and she kissed one of them, one of the bigger ones in his right pectoral.

“Do you believe in soulmates, Jane?” he asked.

For a seconds he thought she had fallen asleep, “I believe there is someone right for everyone” She said quietly, “I think… I think I am for you”

“I think you are for me” Loki whispered.

“And I don’t think you need fixing”

“Jane” Loki whispered, “If you’d had me… I would like-”

“Yes” She said and hugged him tightly, “Yes to everything”

The were fast asleep when the phone rang. Loki grunted and Jane stretched her arm to reach for it.

“Yes?” She said, she sat rapidly on the bed and Loki did the same, “Dar- Darcy slow down, slow down, what happened?”

Loki examined her face as it changes from a confused one, to a concern one. The faint blush so much of Jane’s cheeks disappeared and she turned pale in a matter of seconds. Loki noticed she fisted the sheets, he knuckled turning white.

“What’s-“ Loki asked and Jane put a hand on his shoulder.

“Ok, ok, I’m on my way” Jane said and she hung up.

She stood up and started looking for something. Clothes. Loki stood up and reached for the pajama pants on the floor. When Jane started dressing quickly he frowned, following her with his eyes. She looked upset and agitated. She sat next to him and slipped inside her shoes. He put his hand on her tight.

“Jane, tell me what happened”

She sobbed and held him tight. It took a second for him to return the embrace. When she finally looked at him, her eyes where filled with fear.

“It’s Erik”