Just Adorable, Stephen/Loki
During a battle with one of Dr. Strange's many magical enemies Loki took a large blast of magic that surly would have killed the wizard.
"Loki? Loki? Are you alright?" Stephen asks, rolling the God Of Mischief onto his back.
"I'm fine...my dear...just dizzy.." Loki sits up slowly.
He covers his face with one hand, before pulling it back to look again.
It was blue...
"Looks like he forced you to revert to your Jötunn form," Stephen hums.
"My--" Loki lets out a short gasp, trying to change, or cast an illusion, or anything.
Everything failed.
"Are you--"
Loki pushes Stephen away and tries to cover himself.
"Loki? What's wrong?" The Sorcerer Supreme asks gently.
"I--I'm hideous...I've tried so hard to never let you see this part of me."
"Why?"
"You would never be able to love a monster, such as myself," Loki whispered.
"Loki? Are you kidding me? You're the most adorable person I've ever seen," Stephen coos.
"Wha-eh-uh? Adorable?" The God is flabbergasted at the mere thought.
"Absolutely precious," doctor places a kiss to his lover's forehead, "no matter what form you're in."
The Jötunn leans into Stephen's chest, "Thank you..."