Marry Me?
Loki's POV
I teleport into an empty flat in Bakers Street. I take this opportunity to use my magic to change out on my armour and into a black suit.
Once dressed I head downstairs to Mrs Hudson's flat, knocking on her door.
"Hello Loki," she said with a kind smile.
"Hello Mrs Hudson, do you know where Sherlock and John are?" I ask the old woman.
"Oh yes, Sherlock's been missing you something terrible so Lestrade's let Sherlock in on a big serial killer case. They're at a crime scene at the moment, in Whitechapel I think," she says, clearly, her information came from eavesdropping on her tenants.
"Can I borrow a phone to call John please?" I ask, and she reaches into her pocket to fish out a mobile phone for me to use. "Thank you," I say then pause, "You know who I am don't you?" I asked the old woman, who wasn't surprised to see me, she smiles at me.
"Of course, I know you Loki, but If you mean that I know you're a God, then yes, I do, it was obvious when Thor and the other Avengers turned up, but you three weren't very subtle about it beforehand," she said with an all-knowing smile. She defiantly was eavesdropping on us. I will need to put wards around the flat in future.
I thank her for the phone and head into the hall to make the call. John quickly picks the phone up.
"Mrs Hudson?" Johns' voice says.
"No Loki," I reply with a smile.
"Loki! You're back?" John says sounding relieved.
"Yes, I just got back, where are you?" I ask getting to the point, I wanted to see Sherlock.
"I'm in a cab to the crime scene now, I'll text you the full address. I would pick you up but I'm around the corner now," he says.
"It's fine I'll teleport," I say happy that I wouldn't have to sit in the back of a cab again, "Send me a picture instead,"
"I forget you have magic now," John says with a chuckle.
"See you soon John," I say hearing the cab stop at its destination.
"Bye Loki," the doctor replies and hangs up.
A few seconds later I get a text. I leave the phone in the hall for Mrs Hudson to find and teleport in a flash of green.
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Loki's POV
I appear at the other side of a police tape line in a dark alley. Standing on the edge of the crime scene, Lestrade was the first person to see me.
The grey-haired detective smiles brightly at the sight of me and walks over, greeting me with a hug, "I'm glad you're back, he's been a pain without you, sorted things with your family then? You're looking good,"
"Yes, thank you detective, but I'm going to be staying here a bit longer," I say looking for Sherlock in the crowd.
Lestrade smiles at me and calls Sherlock over. The man appears from a doorway in the ally and heads over to us, John following behind.
As soon as I've caught Sherlock's eye his face lights up. He runs over and hugs me and I push him back a bit so I can kiss him.
"I thought you would stay on Asgard," he confesses in a whisper.
"I couldn't stay away," I joke back and kiss him again.
"I'll get us a cab," John says but I led Sherlock towards the ally,
"Sorry John teleporting is faster," I say close enough so only the doctor and detective can hear and then Sherlock and I was gone in a green flash.
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Loki's POV
"Wow," Sherlock say's with a gasp as he opens his blue eyes and finds himself in the lounge of Bakers Street. I take a seat to give Sherlock a moment to get over the teleportation. "How does that work, you need to tell me," Sherlock says excitedly, so childlike.
"It's just breaking down cells and recreating them somewhere else, I can only do it over short distances and I have to know the destination," I explain.
Sherlock looks fascinated by me. I would tell him all about magic another time. He is such a captive audience about interesting topics, that I would tell him whatever he wanted to know.
"Wow," he says again, I worry I've broken him.
He finally sits next to me, pulling me into a hug and I relax. I enjoy the feel of Sherlock's body against me and breath in his scent. I've missed this.
We sit like that, exchanging the odd kiss until we hear John run upstairs.
"Loki!" he shouts as he enters the room, "Teleport me too next time, I don't have Sherlock's magical cab finding powers," he complained half angry, half playful. Then he hung his coat up and fell onto a sofa to catch his breath.
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Sherlock POV
I release Loki remembering the case now John had distracted me from Loki's return. I get up to look for my phone, finding it in my coat's pocket, and text Lestrade some of the points I noted from the crime scene before Loki had turned up. Ever the distraction that man.
John recovered his breath and gets up.
"Tea?" he asks the room.
"Please," I answer and turn to Loki. When he didn't answer John was looking to.
Loki seemed distracted, but what caught our attention was his use of magic, which I supposed we should get used to. He was currently playing with a magical green snake which was weaving in and out of his fingers.
John soon finds his voice again, getting over the display of magic.
"Er, Loki Tea?" he tries.
"Hm, yes please," Loki says not looking away from the snake.
John heads for the kitchen and I send my text and put my phone down. Something wasn't right. For most people, I wouldn't notice this or if I did I wouldn't care. But I want Loki to always be happy and I don't want him to leave again.
"What's wrong?" I say moving to sit next to the God.
Loki closed his eyes.
"My Moth- Lady Frigga wants me to marry you," he confessed.
The sound of John dropping a teaspoon could be heard from the kitchen.
"Ok," I say.
I want to marry Loki I realise. Marriage is about staying with one person forever and could never see myself without him. Loki's time away from me on Asgard showed that. But Loki didn't sound happy about the idea. Was his mother forcing him to marry?
I think over what Loki said as John brings in the teacups. Loki then flicks his wrist and the third cup disappears from the kitchen a reappears on the coffee table with a flash of green.
"Helpful," John comments.
I was broken from my thoughts by Loki kissing me lightly.
"What are you thinking about Love?" he asks me softly.
"Loki, I don't want a forced marriage," I say giving the man an out. He looked confused for a moment then spoken in the same soft tone.
"I may have phrased that wrong. I want to marry you, but my mother reminded me that mortals have short lives and so I am asking you earlier than I thought I would," Loki explained.
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Loki POV
I've decided I'm just going to just ask Sherlock. I get up from the sofa and get down on one knee in front of Sherlock. Looking into the man's blue eyes I know this is the right thing.
I reach to my right and pull a plain silver band from my pocket dimension. John gasps at my hand disappearing into another world but Sherlock's eyes are on mine.
The ring was once mine, I had made it as a child when I wanted to learn how smithing worked. I hope it will fit Sherlock's slim fingers. And then he wouldn't mind the dents.
I clear my throat.
"Sherlock Holmes, will you do me the honour of marrying me, so we can spend the rest of your mortal life together?" I ask.
"Yes," he says immediately and his face light up making him look as young as he acts.
I slide the ring on Sherlock's finger using my magic to fit it perfectly and then pull the man forward to kiss him.
John then spoke up.
"So, do we get to see Asgard?" he asked.
I smiled brightly.
"I would love to show you both Asgard, the Golden city is beautiful," I said, my mother would want to meet them both anyway.
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