It’s almost guaranteed that Loki will be taller than you
since he’s a frost giant
He’ll tease you with his actions more than words since he
has a hard time voicing his emotions
Loki is constantly putting things up high out of reach so
you have to ask him for help, holding things above your head if he doesn’t want
you to have them
He constantly uses his height and strength to piss you off,
not above pinning you under him or against a wall playfully
Sometimes he’ll humour you and pretend you’ve won. You have
a look of triumph on your face for about 3 seconds before you’re tackled onto
your back
Forehead kisses happen a ridiculous amount since he can’t
always be bothered to lean down all the way and kiss you
Loki will pick you up at random points, liking the feeling
of having you in his arms and the physical comfort it provides for both of you
Often, the two of you will watch a movie on the sofa and
you’ll fall asleep. Loki is more than happy to scoop you up and carry you to
your room
He’ll also come up behind you and wrap his arms around you.
He’ll just stand with his body pressed up against yours while you’re doing
whatever it is you’re doing
At times like that, he’ll rest his chin on your head or
shoulder and watch whatever you’re doing
He always tries to be really gentle with you since he’s
worried one day he’ll scare you and you’ll leave him
Pet names are kept to a minimum since he thinks they’re
embarrassing but sometimes you’ll catch him staring at you with an adoring look
on his face
He finds it really funny when you wear his clothes since his
shirts look like tents on you
Loki will always hold your hand in crowds because he’s
terrified of losing you. You’ll stick close to him and use him as a human
shield against the bustling of people
In the evenings, he likes to have you tucked in under his
arm with your face in his neck as he strokes your hair
He’s done so many bad things in his time he’s at his
happiest when he knows you’re safe and cared for, completely in awe as to how
someone as good as you ended up with him
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