Closed RP w/yixinglong
Elsa held her fist up as she began to knock on the door, pausing before hitting the wood. Her other hand moved to her lower stomach, where a small, yet noticeable bump had formed. He was going to be livid. No, that was an understatement. She was pregnant. Even worse, pregnant with the child of the one person he hated the most.
Sure, Loki wasn't evil anymore and hell-bent on world domination, but Si always refused to believe he could be redeemed. Now she was having his baby, and they weren't even married yet. Her fist shook in midair, she couldn't tell him, she didn't want to. But it was now, or wait until he found out when she looked like a whale.
She rapped on the door with her knuckles. "Si? Are you in there? I need to talk to you..."