Kiss The Bride
TITLE: Kiss The Bride
CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 1 of 6
ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine waking up after a night of heavy drinking in Vegas, to find you’re married to a woman named Loki…
NOTES/WARNINGS: This fic is about AOA Loki and has a few references to it here and there. If you haven’t read those comics, I cannot recommend them enough.
Kali was never drinking again.
That was her first decision as she reluctantly resurfaced from what had been a very strange and confusing dream. Her head was pounding, her throat was dry as a desert, and she was fairly certain that if she moved the last meal she’d had would make a sudden reappearance. She tried to open her eyes and gave up halfway with a slight moan. Her second attempt was more successful, though it still took a third try to free her blue eyes from behind her eyelids.
Without moving her head, she looked around as much as she could through locks of her ash blonde hair and came to the realisation that this was not her hotel room; she shifted a bit to try (and fail) to lift herself from her position on her stomach and only then realised that she was quite naked under the sheet haphazardly draped over her. A glint from her left hand caught her eye and she looked at it, discovering to her horror a very expensive-looking silver ring studded with what she really hoped were not diamonds.