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"Love?"
"Love is not something I am accustomed to nor do I expect to become accustom to it any time soon. The only love I have felt was for two people, Frigga whom is now among the dead, and Thor who for a long time was like a brother to me and now never shall be again. I have felt love for no other since."
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Headcanon: It takes a bit for the pack to warm up to Loki but when they do they treat him as if he'd been with them since the beginning. They all like to ask him about fantastic stories of Asgard; Lydia and Erica want stories of love while Allison and the boys want stories of battle. Stiles, of course, keeps asking about the kids, wanting to know more about them and the Ragnarök. Stiles is also good at telling when Loki has had too much attention and shoos the pack away to give him space.
Stiles tried to hide his frown at the not so epic tale of how werewolves came about, but he was excited to hear about Loki's children. He snuggled up next to the god and listened intently to each description of the kids. His eyebrow cocked up about Sleipnir being an eight legged horse, but he was still stuck on Fenris. "Do they all have different mothers?" He asked, propping his chin up on Loki's shoulder to look up at him with puppy dog eyes.
"Erm…"
"Eh, probably. They might sniff you're but too." He grinned and nudged Loki back. He took his hand and lead him to the couch before tugging him down. "Tell me about your kids. I wanna know more about 'em. Especially Fenrir. Is he were people like me came from? Ya know, werewolves?"
"In a way…I don’t really know specifically how your kind came about. Perhaps a spell gone wrong?"
Sitting down next to Stiles Loki leaned back against the couch. “Well for starters there is the oldest Hel. Hel is a lovely girl, she is…different like all my children but she is strong and stubborn and likes to keep me in line. Then comes Jorgumand whom can become a serpent. As you might assume he is a lot like myself. Fenris is next, whom has quite the temperament. Sleipner is my son…and a eight legged horse- please do not ask as to how that came about, I assure you it is not what you are thinking. My twins Vali and Narvi, they have my mischievous tendencies and magic, and lastly my two other daughters Eisa and Einmyria whom are fire gods.”
Stiles frowned and stepped closer to Loki, taking his face in his hands. "Lo, if I was going to betray you, would I have invited you into my house?" He frowned and pressed a kiss to the god's forehead. "I promise that my intentions are what is best for you. For us. But I understand your hesitation."
"I - I don’t know. I don’t want to think that you would betray me, it is the last thing I want but.." Loki relaxed against the teen "It will take me some time… it will but I will try to trust you more, as much as I can."