ThorXReaderXLoki

"And then I said, 'What do you mean there are no Earthen pancakes? Are we too Asgardian to have something Earthen every once in awhile?"

You chuckled before speaking up,

"What IS a pancake, Thor?"

He looked at you as though you were insane, before an equally insane smile cracked upon his lips,

"I shall show you, one day, (y/n), I can promise you that!"

You smiled wider and hugged him. He lifted you up so you could rest your head on his shoulder as he attempted not to crush your small figure.

From across his shoulder, you can see the other Prince, glowering and glaring at you. You shuddered lightly, before squirming in Thors' grasp,

"I must get going, my master might need me."

He nodded and kissed your head, lightly tickling your (h/c) waves.

You had been a servant for your king, Odin, but when the Second Prince took notice of you, he had claimed you as his.

And he was very easily made jealous.

You dusted off your dress and hurried over to the Prince, waving goodbye to Thor as you did so.

The scowl on the Princes' face deepened as he saw you wave goodbye to his brother, and as you came nearer, his voice became a harsh whisper,

"Should you have not been cleaning, (y/n)?"

You shook your head,

"I was not assigned to clean anything. Odin said I had the day off and-"

He cut you off, raising his hand as though he wanted to slap you. You cowered lightly, trembling softly, as he lowered his hand, a loud slap came from the impact.

If you had turned your head, you would have seen Thor looking back at you sadly, wishing he had asked the King before his brother had.

"And suddenly the King rules over you? You are wrong, foolish (y/n), you are mine!"

He turned away from you, so that you faced his back, fighting back the urge to rub your cheek to ease the stinging pain.

"Now, (y/n), come."

When you said nothing, he turned back to you and lifted your chin so your eyes met his,

"Please."

You nodded wordlessly and trudged along with your master, who had slipped his arm around your shoulder as the moments passed.

"I'm sorry, (y/n), but I must ask you not to speak to my brother anymore."

You looked up at him. Was he really saying you could no longer visit one of your friends? One of your best friends?

"You are mine, I will not have you grow close to him," He continued. "Do you understand me?"

You nodded.

"Speak it."

"Yes, master."

"Good," He said, glancing over at you, a wicked smile drew across his face as he motioned to his bedroom.

"Lets go." You nodded.

Had you turned once more, you would have seen Thor looking at Loki with disgust before going to ask Odin to make one exception for him, to release you from Loki, so he could hold you in his arms.

But you had not turned.

Instead, you went with your master.