Loki stepped in silently, slipping himself through the door of his shared quarters with (Y/n). His person of choice to court. He had half expected for (Y/n) to be tucked away in their bed, dreaming with the silvery moon looming over Asgard.
So when he saw you standing at the far end of the room, inspecting some foreign object, Loki was more than just a little surprised. What could possibly be keeping you up?
“(Y/n), What are you still doing awake at this hour?”
Loki’s moss green eyes glossed over (Y/n)’s form. Carefully watching as (Y/n) perked her head up, surprised to hear his voice. (Y/n) spun on her heels, though she kept her hands hidden behind her back. Loki was no fool. The god of lies knew, she was hiding something.
His first red flag was the enormous coffin like object that was clearly not in their room before he had left to begin with. The hues shined bright purple and a golden cross glimmered across the lid.
(Y/n) must have caught his gaze, she opened her mouth several times. Struggling to find the words to explain herself. After all… she was dealing with the god of lies himself. “M-my farther sent it to me.”
Loki raised his brow, high, high about his head. ‘What on earth was going on with her.’
He decided he would come to investigate himself. Loki strut his long legs across the room until he was directly in front of (Y/n). He gently nudged her out of the way. He was about to take another step forward until he stopped.
A yip clearly just sounded in (Y/n)’s direction.
Loki stood there, hand still in contact with (Y/n)’s small shoulder. He was completely dumbfounded by the sounds he had never heard her make.
“Did… Did you just bark at me?”
“No! No! No! I didn’t!”
“Is there something in this coffin that I should know about!”
(Y/N) cried out to him panicked. She reviled to him what she was hiding behind her back. There sitting in the palms of her hands was… the tiniest… the very tiniest mummy Loki had ever seen in his life. Should he ever remember seeing another one in his life time.
And quite fat looking for something that was suppose to dead on the inside. It starred at him with wide blank eyes, barring into his insides.
“Did you say that was a mummy….?”
(Y/n) smiled at Loki sheepishly. She recoiled the white spot close to her chest as if she were about to rock it to sleep. Whatever it was that was laying in her hands enjoyed the contact and proceeded to snuggle into (Y/n)’s chest.
“(Y/n)”
“I know it looks bad but I was going to send him back but then he started crying… and-”
“You didn’t have the heart?”
She nodded.
Loki sighed.
“So does that mean I can’t convince you to send it back.
She shook her head.
Loki sighed deeper.
“Very well… you can keep it. But, it must be maintained if it gets in the way of duties then I’m putting it in a cage!”
(Y/n) smiled gleefully. She held the mummy close to her face, while it starred back at Loki soullessly… The things Loki did to keep this women of his happy…
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BONUS
“Also, please don’t show that to Thor, you will never get it back.”
“His name is Mii- chan!”
There it is. I’ll be working on the stuff in my inbox now! Sorry I’ve been dead life got a little crazy! Thanks and I’ll see you next time!~Maldo
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