“You wanna talk about it?” You asked of your lover when you awoke to see him sitting up in bed with a pained expression on his face. At first you thought he had succumb to nightmares of his horrific past but something about the way he kept looking at you, told you otherwise. Loki let out a deep sigh before turning towards his love, his light.
“I do not believe that I can do this.” It pained him to say these words to you; to watch as the love that seem to constantly shine in your eyes turn into hurt and confusion. You found yourself placing a hand to your still flat stomach as the realization of why he was being like this hit you before your mind turned over to confusion.
“I thought you wanted...” “I am a monster, Y/N. Not only by my heritage but my actions. I...I do not know if I am capable of being a good father." It wasn’t like he had any examples of how to be a father from either of his; one of them abandoning him not long after birth and the other never truly seeing him worthy enough to be considered his. He was so engrossed in his past that he didn’t notice his love moving closer to him and wrapping one of her arms around him. That was until you spoke up, your voice strong and loving.
“I know how easy it is to doubt yourself when others have let you down but you cannot let their actions define you. You are not your fathers or their mistakes. You are Loki, the love of my life and the father of my child. A child that has no idea how lucky it is to have such a loving and wonderful father.” There have been many times during their relationship that Loki felt truly lucky to have you by his side and this was one of them. “Thank you, Y/N.”