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Little: Y/N (3)
Caregiver: Loki

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Loki wasn't a strict caregiver. Not at all! He only had a few set of rules that were pretty reasonable:

•Bedtime when little is 9:00
•No skipping meals
•No bad self talk

However, there was one thing that Loki was very, very strict about: Don't touch or play with any of his things.
Of course, the rule could be loose sometimes. He understood that accidents happen and that some things could break. But when it came to his "important" book, that was absolutely off limits.
Y/N never understood what was so important about it in (his/her/their) big headspace. To Y/N, it was just a book for grown ups!

Y/N felt that (she/he/they) were more then capable of reading an important book. And that's just what (she/he/they) was/were going to do.

Loki was already distracted with writhing something for his brother, so that's when Y/N decided to grab the book from the closet.

"What are you getting, darling?"
Loki asked, not looking away from his writing.

"I jus' gettin' coloring bwook!"
Y/N exclaimed, in hopes that Loki wouldn't turn around. He didn't. A small sigh of relief escaped (his/her/their) lips as (she/he/they) walk towards the huge bed Loki and (her/he/they) shared.
Y/N smiled and started to flip through the pages, but quickly frowned when (she/he/they) realized it was in a different language.

One Y/N had never even seen before. But Y/N's regressed mind was too stubborn to put it back. (She/He/They) weren't going to give this opportunity up!

You tried to make out the words, but nothing was making sense at all. As you kept going through the pages, you noticed that there were some pictures.
You loved picture books!
The picture had a ink drawing of someone's mind, and some squiggly lines around it. What Y/N started to notice as the pictures started to pop up, is that they're all in black and white. There's no colors at all!

An idea popped up in Y/N's head instantly. (She/He/They) could make the pages look pretty for papa!
Who wants to look at boring pictures anyway?

Y/N quickly got up from the bed and grabbed some nearby crayons on the floor. There were only a handful of colors to choose from since they were the crayons Y/N left from (his/her/their) previous drawing. But Y/N was going to make it work!

Going back on the bed, Y/N started getting to work.
(She/He/They) colored in the brain, a potion, an eyeball, a monster, and a hammer that looked similar  to Uncle Thor's. You looked at your creations with awe. All of the drawings looked so pretty now!
Some of the colors were out of the lines, but Y/N didn't mind.

Y/N grabbed the book and went off the bed, making (his/her/their) way to Loki.
"Papa!"

"Yes darling?"

"I made drawin's for ou! I made 'ou book pretty!"

Loki paused when he heard Y/N say "your book."
He put down his pen and faced Y/N with an unamused look, but it soon turned into one of frustration when he say what (she/he/they) had done. Scribbles. Were. Everywhere.
You couldn't even see the words anymore!

"Y/N. What do I tell you about taking things that aren't yours?" Loki's voice was stern. His tone made Y/N wince a little bit, "I-I"

"Why did you take one of my books that you know you aren't allowed to touch?"
He snatched the book away from Y/N and set it on his desk. Tears started to well up in Y/N's eyes. (She/he/they) were/was scared. Y/N never liked getting in trouble, but Loki's tone and facial expressions were making this 2x worse.

"And you lied to me and told me you were going to get one of your coloring books?"

Y/N hung (her/his/their) head down in shame. "I-I wanted to make it pwetty for 'ou, papa!"

"No, Y/N. You don't touch things that aren't yours. End of story. Go to time out, now!"
You whimpered at how loud his voice was getting. So without hesitation you left the room crying. You sat yourself in the corner of the living room, holding your knees to your chest.

Loki huffed in annoyance. He didn't even feel like writing paper work for his brother anymore. His fingers rested on the brim of his nose,
"How did I even let this happen.." he mumbled to himself. He was starting to realize that Y/N shouldn't been left unattended in the first place. A small bit of sympathy started to grow in his gut.
It made him look at the book with a single glance, curiosity was staring to bite at him.

He quickly gave in and grabbed the book with a sigh. He opened the first page, the same feeling of frustration started to bite at him again.. but as he continued, he couldn't help but start smiling.

He turned the pages a few more, but stopped when he saw one of the pages was completely covered in words. His eyes widened when he realized what it read,
"Love you Papa! -(Y/N :)"

"O-oh."
A sharp pain went through Loki's heart, metaphorically. He felt terrible now. He shouldn't have yelled at Y/N, especially with (his/her/their) headspace being so young. Y/N was just trying to make a nice gesture.
And he yelled at (her/him/them.)

He sighed and rested the book down. He walked out of the room slowly.
"Y/N? Where are you baby?"
He asked loudly. There was no response.
Loki walked in the living room, at first he didn't see anything. But he heard small sniffles and cries.

He looked by the Tv and saw that Y/N was sitting in the corner. (His/Her/Their) eyes were puffy and tear filled. As soon as they made contact with each other, Y/N covered (his/her/their) face.

Loki could feel his heart start to ache. He walked over to Y/N and kneeled down to Y/N's level.
"Hi baby.."

Y/N didn't look up. Or make a sound. (She/he/they) didn't even move.

Loki ran his hand through Y/N's hair, "I know, baby. Papa was pretty mean wasn't he?"

Y/N nodded, (his/her/their) eyes peeking out of (his/her/their) hands. "Scawy.."

"I-I know, darling. Papa is sorry, it was rude of him to over react. I'm sorry that I raised my voice at you baby, I know you didn't mean any harm by drawing in that book."

Y/N finally moved (his/her/their) hand away from (his/her/their) face. "Papa no mad?"

"No baby, I'm not mad. Quite the opposite, actually. I looked at the drawings you made for Papa. They were very considerate, I loved all of them."

"All of'em?"

Loki nodded, "All of them."

Y/N wiped away (his/her/their) tears and held out (his/her/their) out for Loki. He happily complied and held you in his arms. "I-I'm so'ry bubba."

"No, no baby. You don't need to be sorry. If anything, I'm the one that has to be saying sorry to you, my love. You didn't deserve any of that."
Y/N giggled, "Bad Papa."

Loki laughed as well, "I suppose so, hm? How about Papa makes it up to you by having cuddle time? Would you like that?"
Y/N eyes' widened, it's been awhile since they've cuddled. Loki has been so busy lately, that he hasn't really had time to play or sleep in bed with you. Even though it's been two days, it felt like an eternity to Y/N. (She/he/they) only wanted papa.

"Cuddle now? Please papa?"

"I don't see why not, let's go get you a baba and go to bed, shall we?"

~Timeskip~

Loki fed Y/N a bottle of milk while rubbing circles on Y/N's head with his other free hand. He couldn't help but smile at how content Y/N was. (She/He/They) seemed so peaceful. He loved when you two got to share moments like this, little or big, he loved spending time with Y/N and helping (him/her/them) feel relaxed.

Y/N was truly Loki's world.

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YAY ANOTHER ONESHOT IS COMPLETED <3

This was originally supposed to be a "Y/N Adventures Pt 2" but I really wanted to post out a oneshot this week for y'all, and since the lovely who requested this also requested Loki, I thought I'd do that instead
I hope that's okay ! (If it isn't pls let me know 😭)

Anyways, I love you all so so much! ❤️
More oneshots are coming soon, my hope is to post one more this week!

I hope you all enjoyed  🫶🏽

Stay sweet my loves !

Fl0w3r_Mouth