As what Midguardians call morning I wake to a bright star shining into the window. I rub my head a bit yawning softly. My eyes adjusting to the star that passes by the large window of the room where Thor and I rest.  Smiling softly I go to stand. I felt super hungry and my stomach growls loudly. Sliding on some robes to cover my body I slide on some slippers and make my way to the feeding hall.
    The smell made me feel nauseous I'm unaware to why I felt the sudden rush of sickness. So running towards the washroom I expel everything from the stomach. Which was mostly stomach acid and water. Tears stream down my cheeks as I was confused and get up. I stumble to the sink and rub cold water across my face and cough a bit.
     'What is wrong with me?' I ask myself as I look up staring at myself in the mirror. My face was paler than normal and my green eyes seemed dull. Last time I looked like this was when my mother died. Cupping my hands under the cold water I drink it. It was strange and foreign to me. I was used to drinking herbal teas or wine. I'm a man with acquired tastes. Looking in the mirror I think fast. Summoning a spell book to my hand I look at symptoms of what it could be.
  My brain runs wild as I stare as I find a simple spell to check for the foreign thing inside my body. Doing the spell only took a few seconds before I was struck with fear and happiness. Mostly fear my hands quiver and my legs felt weak. I felt like a small child in a corner. My lungs felt like they were filling with water and I was drowning underwater. Soft tears fell down my cheeks. The words fill my head, but I couldn't believe it.
    Making my way out of the washroom fast I ran towards my living space as I began going through my books on the human anatomy. Thor was still in a deep sleep as he snored. I find the chapter on what could be causing the problem. I read throughly as my face twists into different feelings. I  feel conflicted and scared. Sighing gently I collapse my head into my hands as I began to sob like a child. I'm scared. Last time this happened when I Odin said 'I could've been better...' my heart felt shattered—But— now I'm not sure what to feel.
   I look towards sleeping Thor who snores softly he had a gentle smile on his lips. He was dreaming pleasantly. Wiping the tears from my eyes I smile and stare at him.
   I turn away after watching and look at my stomach. Shaking softly I take my hand and use my magic to peer inside. Listening for anything or feeling something. That's when I hear the smallest of sounds. It was like a butterflies wing beating in the wind. The small heartbeat of my—child— Thor's and I's child. I felt pride but I was scared to tell Thor that he was gonna be a father.
   I began to feel cold as my body began having frost form on my robe. Thor I think felt my fear as his large arms wrap around me and pulls me close.

"Loki..." He whispers, in a husky tone as his hands tighten around me.

Blushing softly I relax into the big oaf, "Yes Thor?"

Thor nuzzles his face into my neck, "I love you."

"I love you too Thor." I smile and play with his short hair.

For now I would forget about the small accident and tell him sometime later. But for now I do not wish to ruin this moment.

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