Imagine having Loki's baby

"Can you slow down Loki, I can't walk as fast as I used too", you say to him as he walks alongside you, holding your hand. "Of course my love, anything for you". You'd been in Asgard now for over a year ever since Loki first came down to Midgard and had fallen head over heels in love with you. He'd brought you back to Asgard, where you spent each day living like a queen. You spent every day at each other's side, and now with a baby on the way, Loki refused to leave you alone. It was getting to around sunset, and you were both walking through the palace gardens, hand in hand. "It won't be long now", you say to him as your breath becomes more laboured; you'd been struggling a lot more today, but you didn't dare tell Loki. "I bet she will be beautiful, just like you", he whispered, kissing your cheek as he pulled you closer to him. "Oh, no, I'm sure he will be as handsome as you", you smiled at him, squeezing his hand. You stopped walking, and clutched at your stomach. Something don't seem right. "Y/N, what's wrong?", Loki asked, stopping, looking at you concerned. Before you could even reply, you screamed out, doubling over in pain. "Y/N, what is it? What's wrong?!", Loki asked panicking as he caught you. "It's- the baby!", you manage to say during painful breaths. Loki quickly scooped you up into his arms and ran with you to the infirmary. You kept screaming out in pain, as ever few seconds you felt like a knife was being stabbed into you. He quickly rested you down onto a bed and the nurses immediately gathered around you, giving you medicine, acting quickly. Loki stayed by your side, holding onto your hand tightly as you continue to scream out. "Y/N, just breath. It will over soon", he says to you, looking deeply concerned and worried, his eyes trying to hold back tears. You tried to force the pain out of you, but each time you tried you felt weaker and weaker. "Y/N. Oh god, Y/N!", Loki frantically started screaming as you struggled to stay conscious. The pain was too much, you could hardly breathe. With a final push, the pain stopped, you exhaled and your eyes closed into darkness, with Loki's frantic pleas fading into nothing. The sound of crying was what woke you. You slowly opened your eyes to see Loki, his face buried into your chest, still clutching you hand tightly, weeping. "Loki..", you weakly say, gently squeezing his hand. He immediately looked up at you, his eyes red from crying. "Oh Y/N! Oh thank god! I thought id lost you", he whispered, kissing your lips, stroking your head. "No, I'm here, I ...", you tail off. You look to the nurse who comes and stands by you, holding a bundle in her arms. You sit up carefully, and take it from here. Looking up at you with it's beautiful big green eyes was your baby, a beautiful boy, with your features and Loki's eyes. You gasp in delight, and Loki kisses you, a tear running down his cheek. "He has your beauty", he whispers to you, stroking your cheek as your baby reached up and took hold of one of Loki's fingers, playing with it. "He is your son".