"No swords," Loki murmurs to him and curls against his chest. "Only plowshares. That is where I am in my life as well, I think. It may change, if a challenge arises and I feel the need to face it, but for now, what I want is peace for my children and loved ones, and a chance to piece myself back together from the hurts of the last few years."
"Just before I met you, I had returned from a battle, one that was a long time coming. I'll tell you the full story sometime, but what really matters is that I have respite now. And so do you, as long as you are with me."
The light shining through his chest-plates only makes Loki hold onto him more tightly. There is something about this visual sign of emotion that's incredibly endearing, and that makes her feel protective. "So, when it snows, we will build snowmen, and in the spring you will help plant our garden. I will teach you to braid my hair, and the children will teach you all the horrible ear-wormy songs they've learned from movies, and you will revel in the domesticity of it, as I do."
"And we will reach out to others, as we find them."
"I am never going to leave you, Loki. Even when I'm on the ship...and I'll have to go back and forth for a while...I will always be with you." Megatron holds her closely, but carefully, not because she is fragile, but because she is precious to him. After a moment, he laughs. "You know, a ship with two captains can probably do without one. Minimus won't like it, but Rodimus will be happier when I leave, and Minimus knows the way here if he cares to take it."
Megatron strokes Loki's face. "Something inside my head broke tonight, dulscintara, but it makes me feel like I just got out of a prison I didn't know I was in. I only hope I'm even half so good for you as you are for me. But I will do whatever I can to make you and the children happy. I'll braid your hair and maybe I'll teach you to polish my plate, and if you want to put wards on me, I'll show you where they ought to go, so they never come off. I'll write and study and teach, and I'll teach the children whatever they want to know, and show them how to build things that last. We'll build a safe haven for ourselves and the children and our lovers and friends, and we'll fill it with music and laughter and learning and love."
"I trust you to know your own affairs," she says, smiling at the way he cuddles her. "You will leave the ship when it's time for you to do so, and you know I will welcome Minimus, should he come here."
"Breaking things is not always my intent, especially within those I care about, but it does seem to happen around me whether I mean for it to or not." She kisses the palm of his hand, lips curled into a gently teasing smile that belies how touched she truly is.
"But elskan mín, tonight you have told me that not only am I loved, I am worthy to be loved. There are no words sufficient for the good that does me to hear."
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"Just before I met you, I had returned from a battle, one that was a long time coming. I'll tell you the full story sometime, but what really matters is that I have respite now. And so do you, as long as you are with me."
The light shining through his chest-plates only makes Loki hold onto him more tightly. There is something about this visual sign of emotion that's incredibly endearing, and that makes her feel protective. "So, when it snows, we will build snowmen, and in the spring you will help plant our garden. I will teach you to braid my hair, and the children will teach you all the horrible ear-wormy songs they've learned from movies, and you will revel in the domesticity of it, as I do."
"And we will reach out to others, as we find them."
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Megatron strokes Loki's face. "Something inside my head broke tonight, dulscintara, but it makes me feel like I just got out of a prison I didn't know I was in. I only hope I'm even half so good for you as you are for me. But I will do whatever I can to make you and the children happy. I'll braid your hair and maybe I'll teach you to polish my plate, and if you want to put wards on me, I'll show you where they ought to go, so they never come off. I'll write and study and teach, and I'll teach the children whatever they want to know, and show them how to build things that last. We'll build a safe haven for ourselves and the children and our lovers and friends, and we'll fill it with music and laughter and learning and love."
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"Breaking things is not always my intent, especially within those I care about, but it does seem to happen around me whether I mean for it to or not." She kisses the palm of his hand, lips curled into a gently teasing smile that belies how touched she truly is.
"But elskan mín, tonight you have told me that not only am I loved, I am worthy to be loved. There are no words sufficient for the good that does me to hear."