Imagine the reader used to pray to them about everything going on in their lives, but once they meet them they assumed that they hadn’t heard them until a drunken night where the pair admit they heard it all -🖤❤️
Ah… Hey, Loki. Er… Godof Mischief. I’m not sure what… title you prefer. I’m… new to this whole…praying to gods… thing, but… I don’t know who else to turn to. Ah… I read youlike offerings of sweet things and alcohol, so, uh… I put some little cakes anda bottle of ale up here on my dresser for you, if you’d like them… I don’treally know what to… pray to you for, exactly, but… It’s just been hard lately.Everything feels like it’s going south really quickly, and I can hardly keep myhead above the water, so… I guess I’d just… like some comfort, and to just…feel like I have someone to talk to. That’s all, really. ….thanks for listening…
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You thought for a long while as you took a long sip of yourdrink. You were teetering on the edge of being tipsy and straight-up drunk, soyou knew you had to pick the least embarrassing option, should you have anyregrets when you woke up sober the next morning.
“Mm… Let’s see. If I pick a dare, you guys are most definitely going to make me do somethingyou’ll be laughing about for months to come…. But if I pick truth and saysomething stupid, you’re never going to let me live it down for as long as Ilive. Hm…”
“Oh, come on, Y/N, we’d neverembarrass you,” Hela said coolly from across the table, and you scowledplayfully.
“Is that why the last time this happened, I woke up the nextmorning wrapped in a blanket, with the corners held down by Mjolnir andStormbreaker so I couldn’t get up?”
“We apologized as soon as you woke up, Y/N,” Thor remindedyou, throwing back a mug of beer so quickly you were a little in awe, despitehaving drank with the trio before and seen them drink all sorts of things inrapid succession.
“My turn to pick the question,” Hela declared, studying youfor a long while before speaking. “What’s the most embarrassing thing you’vesaid or done involving one or any number of the three of us?”
You scowled. “That’sa loaded question.”
Hela smiled innocently behind her flask, and you heaved asigh, looking from Hela to Thor, and then to Loki, who was sat next to you,drinking at a much slower pace than everyone else was. You considered all ofthem for a long while, trying to decide what drunken story you were going toshare, but the longer you looked at Loki, the more you couldn’t stop thinkingabout some of the silly things you’d done when you were younger.
Finally, you nodded slowly, and took a sip of your drink. “Okay.If this leaves this room, I’m gonna fight each and every single one of you, but…I used to pray to Loki when I was in high school.”
Hela and Thor looked at you for a long moment, and then eachother, and promptly burst into raucous laughter, but you felt Loki grow verystill next to you, and you were a little too embarrassed to look at them.
That got Thor and Hela to both stop laughing as all three ofyou turned to Loki as he spoke.
“Ah… baby brother, truth or dare doesn’t work that way. It’snot even your turn,” Hela insisted, but Loki shook their head.
“Truth.” And then Loki turned to look at you, with anunexpectedly soft expression. “I heard them.”
All you could do was blink dumbly in response. “….what?”
Loki nodded. “I heard them. Your prayers. There wasn’treally much I could do, but… I heard them. Every single one.”
You looked at Loki for a long time, unsure what to say or tothink.
“You’re not really the only person that sends prayers to thegods. I remember Thor and I used to complain and joke about some of the thingswe’d hear from Midgardians. It’s just that some of them are so ridiculous and…out there.” Loki paused to take a slow sip of their drink. “But yours… Therewas a different quality to them. They were clumsy, and uncertain. And I supposethat made them feel more… real. More believable than someone who was asking fora curse upon their enemy or for a blessing of rain to help their crops. It was…endearing.”
You felt the heat rise in your cheeks as you listened toLoki speak, unsure if you were feeling more embarrassed that you had prayed toa god who would become your best friend, or because Loki knew you had. Unsurewhat else to say or to do, you downed the rest of your drink in one swallow,making a face as the liquid burned down your throat.
“Okay, I think that’s enough truth for the rest of thenight. Everyone else gets dare,” you insisted, trying to change the subject.
Hela and Thor groaned in response, complaining about unfairness,but Loki caught your eye and smiled reassuringly, and suddenly you felt alittle less embarrassed about your childhood shenanigans.