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Your eyes fluttered open, still feeling a bit dizzy but it was normal when you first phase in. It took a moment to realize why it was still dark before finding there were covers over your head. Strange.. you’ve never really woken up in a bed before, it’s usually more normal settings like in a garden or on a couch.. as far as most Loki stories go that you chose from... You supposed that’s what you got for deciding to pick a story at RANDOM this time- since this one got chosen from the internet.
You had discovered this power one day at random- wishing you could just.. disappear and escape from the hell you called home life. Ironically, you had been holding a book at that same time and within a blink of an eye- teleported in it!
It was scary at first, and many panic attacks had followed accordingly before you figured out quietly how it all worked. You replaced the main character- you could do whatever you wanted, and despite following the storyline or not, all you had to do was concentrate and wish to be home again.
No place like home bullshit.
Bravery consumed you and dared going through practically your whole bedroom library. You’ve been on so many adventures and was wise to still with ‘safe’ books. There was no way in Hel you’d choose your horror genre. It wasn’t to long after, that you discovered that by holding your phone- as if it were a book, you could even phase onto online literature!
Fan fiction there you went! And what better books to enter, than fluff galore with your character dream man god Loki!
You inhaled deeply, your body having been relaxed in.. probably the most comfortable bed you’ve ever been on and that covers held that perfect weight where you felt safe, warm and cozy. What met your senses though was the familiarity of pine and musk, masculinity making itself know before you took in the whole picture-
You were naked.
Your body sat up quickly with a start, hands flying to keep the sheets around your chest while light flooded your sight, making you blink to clear your vision. Looking around, you found to be in some sort of large royal bedroom. Kind of a Victorian style but more hints of Greek, there was gold everywhere and most of the fabric held a dark forest green to it- drapes, carpet and the very blanket that weighed your body down. There was a fire started in the corner, a tray on the small table with a cover over it and a few books scattered about on the couch nearby.
Slowly crawling out of bed, you moved cautiously as if you were prey- hiding from whatever predator was following you. This must be a fluff book.. yeah- perhaps a time skip happened.. Though you’ve never found yourself nude before, in any Fluff book so far. You clutched the bedsheet tightly around yourself and looked around, eyes widening more and more when realization consumed you to realize you knew nothing of this plot still. That in itself made you move faster over to the large wardrobe to take care of your first concern.
The heavy wood creaked, having to make a small effort to pull it open fully before you were presented by an assortment of clothes, all sporting a bit of green, gold and black.. all for men. They were too big where you’d be swimming in it just as much as you already were with the bed sheet. It was clear you were in Loki’s room, his scent having been the first hint, then the colors and it was obvious now that you must be in the palace of Asgard.
Relatively in each story you’ve been in, Asgard works and looks the same way. So.. there had to be some maids scurrying about the halls, right? If you two.. did have sex (before this time skip you kept convincing yourself of).. you’d think he’d be a gentleman enough to leave you some clothes before he had left you here.. whenever he went.
The very thought made you blush even more- the fact that you had been naked.. but not really, but when you see him it’s as if he did see you? Shit.. this is what made phasing through stories confusing.. where you did things but not really did things but people acted like you did things.. so the fact that Loki is around here, having seen you naked.. what were you to expect if he returned? You never had time skipped before.. would it be like a blink before you’d wake in the next scene? Or.. was this actually a… no no no- There’s no way in Hel this could have been one of those.. smut fics you had heard about.. being naked was just one huge.. coincidence..
That little voice in your head came back, often telling you that you were playing with fire every time you phased into a book.. but you couldn’t help yourself! Reading was your life anyway, it just so happened that this whole power thing happened by accident.. much like other people’s addictions out there- you just wished there had been an instruction manual years ago. So first things first- get dressed.
There would have to be a maid around here somewhere..
Moving towards the door, your feet sunk into the soft carpet with every step while the heat of the fire created goosebumps along your skin. Royals really did live in luxury, and you found yourself spoiled half the time whenever you returned to your regular old life. Clutching the sheet tighter to yourself, you drew in a breath and reached for the knob.
The door was locked.
Raising a brow, you tried again, even pulling on the handle just to double check you weren’t as weak as you thought you were. Still locked, your heart began to race as you slowly backed away from the door and your eyes moved faster around the room again. No clothes.. what if Loki entered? This was his damn room after all.. shitshitshit-
You quickly ran to the bathroom, jumping a little at how cold the marble met your feet before you shut the door behind you and leaned your back against it. Of course, this door didn’t have a lock. There was no way you’d be able to hold it closed when everyone in this entire realm basically had the strength of the gods. Asgardians..
Your eyes rose and took in the huge bathroom. The large stone bathtub illuminated with the sunlight coming from the window beside it and could hold at least six people easily. The sink was built for two- a his and hers style. Towels fluffy and shampoos radiating their fragrances without even being opened yet. Out of all that, you opted to grab the hairbrush- it’s handle gold and hard enough to.. maybe hurt- just encase..
Fluff not smut.. fluff not smut.. fluff not smut…
What were you doing.. assuming the storyline was going to put you in danger? If anything, you might be compromising your entire self by threatening whoever you saw first and now your in a bigger mess by possibly insulting a royal. You ran your fingers through your loose hair, a nervous habit you adopted when your skin began to feel tingly with stressed.
“good morning darling-‘’
That voice.. that familiar voice came out in almost a sing song-ish, happy tone where it seemed to give you hope that perhaps you weren’t in danger. Loki’s voice.. the soft and silky tone you loved in.. who knows how many stories you’ve been in. Luckily by its muffles, you could tell he was in the bathroom and not in the large bathroom you’d probably have to explore to make sure a person wasn’t actually in here. Regardless, you leaned forward to check around to make sure he really wasn’t in here before the jingle of the handle beside you confirmed his whereabouts.
You were still naked.
‘’darling? are you in the bathroom?”
Fuck.