Toxic

28 | The End?

IMPORTANT: This is NOT the end. We still have a long way to go. You'll see what the title means at the end of the chapter ;)

It was the horrid screech of the alarm clock that woke them up. Summer lazily threw an arm around, hoping to hit the off button, and sighed in relief when she did.

She shifted slightly, the full weight of her husband's arm that was secured across her stomach making it hard to do so. With Loki's head resting on her chest, his little puffs of air tickled her stomach as he breathed in and out. He slept on an angle, one of his feet hung off the side of the bed. She gave a quiet groan, a sound that was returned with a similar groan from her husband.

Loki's eyes scrunched shut as he tightened his grip on her. "Five more minutes," He mumbled, still half asleep.

Figuring that her best bet was to slip out of his arms, she pushed herself up and tried to escape, only for his arms to tighten around her and pull her against him even more. She tried again but his grip stayed firm, making it impossible for her to escape.

She gave him a light shake, but he didn't even budge. She shook him harder, and it took another few minutes, but his eyes finally opened.... for a brief second, that is. "What?" He mumbled as he cuddled back against her.

"We gotta get up. It's morning and I have to set up and prep the food."

"For what?"

"For Siv and her boyfriend. He's coming over for lunch today so we can meet him, remember?"

His eyes snapped open. "We're what?"

She rolled your eyes with a huff. "I've told you this a million times-"

"Yes, I know.... I was just hoping he'd possibly get hit by a car, or a building would fall on him, or something of the sorts would happen to him before this day."

She flicked his nose but he still didn't budge.

"Now I really don't want to get up." He sighed. "What time is it?"

"7:30," she responded, sleepily.

"Perfect," he murmured, his lips smooshed against her collarbone as he swung a loose heavy leg around the back of her knees, "Ten more minutes, then."

"Babe," she scolded as she pushed on his chest, attempting to get out from his limp grip, "Loki, come on, we gotta get up."

"We have plenty of time," One blue eye opened to glare at her. "We can just share the shower and then-"

Her cheeks flushed as she continued to try to get out of his grip. "No. We need to get up." Several years of marriage and he still managed to make his wife blush.

She saw the sleepy cheeky look creep onto his face. She knew he was proud of himself, the cheeky bastard. Now even more determined, she continued to try to free herself from the doofus holding her captive in bed. She went back to pushing and finally managed to get herself free. As she stood up though, his arm snaked out and pulled her back into bed.

"Loki!" She exclaimed as he pulled her against his chest once more. "Now you're just being a dick."

"You want my what-"

"Oh, stop it, will you?"

With a defeated sigh, he loosened his hold on her and dramatically rolled back onto his back. He peered up at her with squinted eyes, "You sure we can't stay in bed a few more minutes?"