“NO!” Loki reacted violently, grabbing their arms. “Do NOT tell Thor! He can’t know! He can NEVER know!” Loki looked terrified, absolutely terrified of Thor finding out. This was the most fear they’d seen from him, more even than when he’d mentioned ‘punishments’ or Odin. He was practically begging them. He shook his head as he let them go. “i’m sorry… you’ll understand in a minute but Thor can NEVER find out. EVER. Do you understand!? Odin would…” Loki’s voice cracked and he shook away the tears. “upstairs.” he decided, heading up the stairs to the bedroom. Once there, he grabbed Johnny’s hand. “i’m going to borrow some of your energy.” he informed the other. “just hold my hand and try not to fight me.” he said gently. The feeling was strange, like some sort of liquid was slowly leaking out of him as Loki paced around the room, emerald magic spilling from his fingers and coating the floor and walls before flashing. “no one can spy on us now… not even Heimdall.” he sat down on the bed. “I don’t have a tumor growing in my belly.” he promised. “but there is something growing there…” he admitted, swallowing hard. “I only just realized it…” he admitted. “it’s only been… I’m not sure.” he admitted. “time moves so strangely here on earth.” he took a deep breath, settling himself. “I’m pregnant.”