WHO: Loki Laufeyson & Parker WHAT: Loki does not like this marriage thing. He doesn't like it at all. Especially not since his new 'spouse' is someone with whom he shares a mutual hatred. WHEN: February 14th; Morning [Backdated] WHERE: Loki's apartment RATING: PG-13 (to be safe) STATUS: In Progress
It had been a shock. Loki had woken up feeling more at peace than he had in some time and had rolled over to greet Neria. It had been a second too late before he'd realized that the shock of black hair that normally accompanied the other figure in the bed was, in fact, blond, and that his lips had fallen onto the cheek of someone who was very much not the woman he was in a relationship with. Instead, they were the cheeks of a stranger, or rather, a not-so-stranger as her face had taken shape in his vision has the sleepy fog had cleared. Parker. Since his first arrival in the city, since their first encounter, his first encounter, they had hated each other. She's taken something of his, an act which may have proven beneficial eventually but still played upon his last nerve, and things had only compounded from there. So to wake finding her in his bed was an unacceptable circumstance.
He'd tried to retreat only to be cut down by intense pain and locating the ring on his finger had only proven to frustrate him as it was impossible to remove. Magic hadn't given him any clues how to undo the situation so eventually, he had had little more to do than collapse into the chair closest the bedroom and wait for the inevitable encounter between the two of them.
This wasn't going to be any fun. Especially since he'd probably get into even more trouble for doing exactly what he wanted to at the moment, which was completely immobilize her until he figured out some way that he could leave and find Neria.