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Oh no.
You could see the color drain off Dimitri's face. He set you up straight and you held your injured hand carefully. You and Dimitri both took a step away from each other subconsciously. You looked at Loki and you immediately regretted it, he was utterly furious. You went to tell Loki the mistake when Dimitri beat you to it.
"S-Sir! I was ju-" Before he could even finish his sentence Loki had him pinned to the wall, knocking down the lamp that rested on the bedside table. You jumped back in surprise.
"Give me a reason not to kill you right now Midgardian." Loki threatened, his eyes murderous. Dimitri’s eyes flicked past him at you. You see he was terrified at what Loki would do.
"W-Well I don't think you want to do that in front of (Y/n) here." Dimitri gasped for breath. It then hit you that he might actually kill him right there. You had to intervene.
"Loki, wait, let him go! He was only trying to help me!" You reached out, "He meant no harm. Loki, please." Loki stood for a moment, contemplating what to do. Suddenly, Loki's grip on Dimitri tightened.
"I no longer need your services. You will leave immediately. I swear by the Nine Realms if I ever see you again, I will kill you. Do you understand?" Loki said to him lowly. You watched as Dimitri nodded and Loki let him go. He dropped to the floor, gasping for breath. Loki pointed his scepter at him as he scrambled up and out the door. You let out a breath you had no idea you were even holding and slid down onto the bed. When you looked up you saw a very furious Loki pacing.
"Loki I-" You had started to explain when Loki cut you off.
"I don't want to hear it (Y/n)! I've had enough of this nonsense! I knew I was wrong to even try loving you." Loki flicked his wrist and the door opened.
"Wait, Loki, don't leave!" But I was too late, Loki slammed the door and you heard the click of the lock. "It was a misunderstanding. I would never..." You put your head in your hands and the sting in your hand became worse. "Please, don't leave me." You took a deep breath and your head fell onto the wall.
You sat there on the bed as you tried to hold back tears, but you knew you couldn’t stop them from flowing freely down your face.
Of course, as soon as I find something good in my life it is gone just as fast. Just like everything else. You shook your head and thought about how you got to this exact moment.
You had a happy childhood with loving parents, then your mother left and your father turned to a drink instead of caring for his daughter. The moment the Hydra agent told your father how much you were worth, you were sold like livestock. The tests and the experiments left you broken and burned and you thought you would die there. Then the Avengers came to save you but S.H.I.E.L.D deemed you too dangerous to be released, so you were kept hidden from the world. Then Dr. Helen, the wonderful woman, suggested that you could be a part of the Avengers and help save the world. Things began to look up from there, you had a family again. Then Loki was thrown into the mix and your world shifted again, but you soon came to like, and eventually love, the mischievous god. But of course, that took a turn for the worse when he escaped and kidnapped you. It was hell, but Loki in time showed his true feelings and you were so happy to have someone to be with.
You laughed weakly, because that ended too. You clenched your jaw as you remembered your surroundings. Coming back from your thoughts, you noticed the dull throb of your injury. You wiped away your silly tears with your good hand and stood up. You started to the bathroom to clean and bandage your hand when you heard the door open.
"All alone now are we? No other men you’ve seduced to come and wipe your tears for you, thieving whore?!" You snapped your head up to see who had spoken.
"A-Annora? What are you talking about, why are you here?" Taken aback by her words you were about to see who the hell she was talking to, but her expression made all the words die in your throat. Her face showed uncontrollable anger, you had yet to see her like this and it terrified you. You knew just how powerful she was and you thought back to her words. Loki wasn’t here and by the look on her face, you were quite certain that she might actually hurt you. She took a few steps into the room and you stepped backward.
"You are not the only one who Loki pays special attention to. Before you came," Annora seethed, her regal demeanor long gone now replaced with pure malice, "Loki loved me , he taught me magic and spent all his time preparing his army. But after you and your Avengers took him away from me, he changed! He's become soft! It's all your fault.” She sneered, her blond locks falling in her face. “And Dimitri . After you stole Loki, I thought I'd settle for him. But now you have him wrapped around your little finger too!” Then, like a flash of lightning, her expression changed. “I am going to really enjoy making you pay. For all of it." Annora smiled as she crept closer. Your hands shot up as you conjured a flame in your palm, prepared to fight if she tried to harm you.
Annora simply tilted her head and laughed at you. She clicked her tongue and flicked her wrist towards you. Not a moment later, you felt as if all the air around you had been vacuumed out.
"A-Annora," You gasped for breath, "I-I can't b-breathe!" You brought your arm up to defend yourself and burn her with your flame, but nothing happened. With no oxygen to feed off of, your flame was snuffed out in an instant. You scrambled back and fell on to the floor. Clawing out, you tried as if you could somehow grasp the air you so desperately needed. Your hands fell and your vision began to darken at the edges. She looked down at you and dug her heel into the gash in your hand. You tried to scream but it came out like a choked gasp.
"I control all the elements, that includes air," Annora grinned like she was having the time of her life. She leaned down further and her grin was replaced with an ice-cold glare, "Now you know how I felt all this time. To have your very livelihood stripped from you like nothing." You reached out to the door, hoping Loki would step through and save you. But as your vision went black, the only face you saw was Annora's.
You shot up from the bed and gasped sharply.
"I-I'm alive?" You frantically looked around and saw you were still in the same spot when Loki left you. You began to relax when you realized it was only a dream. Suddenly, you felt a tremor beneath you, like something large had fallen. It only lasted a second, but it seemed odd. You soon forgot about it as you spied the toppled lamp. Which means the part with Loki and Dimitri was real. You took another deep breath, this time slower. Now out of ‘fight or flight mode’ you unclenched your hands and noticed there was no longer any pain. You raised your hand to inspect it and found the large gash was gone. Staring at your hands, you twitched and a tiny flame flickered to life. Finding comfort in the warmth of the fire in your hand, your mind wandered to your dream.
Why on Earth did I dream of Annora killing me? You thought back to all the times you caught her glaring or scowling at you. Ah, that might be why. You flopped back onto the bed and covered your eyes with your arm. I wonder if all the things I dreamt about her and Loki are true? You felt a sudden surge of jealousy at the thought, then you laughed. Yeah, like I suddenly know everything about her even though she has only said a single sentence to me. Your smile faded from your face as you remembered Loki’s last words to you.
“I knew it was wrong to even try loving you.” Your heart twinged painfully at his words and you squeezed your eyes shut. Your other hand reached up to clutch your shirt over your heart, but something was in the way. You lifted your arm and looked down to see the beautiful necklace Loki gifted you as it rested right over your heart. You lifted up the pendant and stared at it.
What do I do? You laid their pondering life for a while before you decided that lying there will get you nowhere. Sitting up, you took notice that it was almost midday by the looks of the sun outside the large window. I must have been out for the rest of the night as well as half of the day. Standing, you walked over to the french doors and admired the beautiful flowers that were scattered around the large garden. Annora kissed him here. Peering out into the center pathway, you imagined Loki walking her through the gardens, showing her magic.
What am I doing? You spun around, tearing the image in your head. I have one stupid dream and suddenly I know everything. Get a grip girl. Then, there was another tremor just like the one before it, you had completely forgotten. Shaking you out of your thoughts, you wondered if Loki was the cause of the tremor. Then, you set your sights on the bathroom. That's what I need, a nice long hot shower to wash these thoughts away. Finally set on taking a shower, you headed to the bathroom.
You entered the bathroom and turned on the faucet to warm up the water. You looked at yourself in the mirror and noted the necklace again, it seemed to gleam on your chest. Not wanting to damage the gift, you unclasped it and set it on the marble countertop. You noticed the uncomfortable feeling of missing something, just like when you took the original bracelet off to give it to Loki. You shrugged it off as you stripped and stepped into the steaming water.
After a nice long shower, you wrapped a towel around you to substitute for clothes. You eyed the necklace as it sat next to the sink, wondering if you should even put it back on. After a moment of debate, you decided that you just couldn’t resist and you clasped it back on, That satisfied feeling rushed back and you did not regret your choice. You made a mental note in the back of your mind to not let it out of your sight, it seems like it is a part of you now no matter what.
As you walked out into the bedroom you gasped and nearly dropped the towel in shock. You did not expect Loki to be standing next to the California king-sized bed with your large suitcase in hand. He turned around and seemed rather shocked as well. He turned away slightly and you could see him holding back a smirk. Your face turned crimson red as you wrapped the towel tighter around yourself. You didn't dare look back up at Loki as you hastily made your way to the dresser. Behind you, you could hear him set down the suitcase onto the bed.
“Is this going to become a routine, me coming back to you barely clothed? If so, I'm not protesting.” His sudden presence behind you was alarming and you quickly spun around to face him. Taking the chance, he pulled you into a kiss.
The sudden kiss startled you and your reflexes kicked in as your hands ignited in flames. At the rising temperature, Loki responded by using his powers and returned to his true Jotun form in the process. Both of you held the kiss, balancing each other out. He cupped your face and you gripped the towel tighter. You both pulled from the kiss and stared. Loki’s skin was a pale blue and his eyes had changed from their enchanting green to a dark piercing red. You had expected anger from him but instead, you saw that ever strange emotion, affection.
Realizing there was no immediate threat, you willed the fire to diminish. You were at a loss for words, in the back of your mind you noticed that the towel was completely unscathed. Loki slowly but surely returned to his Asgardian form, but you pushed that aside for there were more pressing matters at the moment. Loki was here again, kissing you? You peaked over his shoulder and glanced at the familiar suitcase that you left at your apartment. There were so many questions swimming through your head, and it seemed like Loki understood. He decided to speak first before you could question anything.
"I must confess, I deeply regret storming out on you like that. I believe that it was a misunderstanding and I realize that I never thought to listen to you.” He lifted your chin and you were shocked. He really wasn’t mad? “I thought about what you relayed to me the other night about my actions being unpredictable and I-” He looked at you and smirked half-heartedly. “I believe that I am still convincing myself that this is real.” You leaned into his hand.
“Oh, Loki…” He chuckled and turned away slightly like he was embarrassed. You covered his hand with yours. “I promise, there was nothing. Dimitri was helping me with my hand, I got really dizzy but he caught me before I fell.” You paused, not wanting to send him into a frenzy to hunt down Dimitri, but you continued anyway. “He- He was very flirtatious.” Loki twitched and you saw the beginnings of a scowl form, but you turn his chin to look at you. “But that was it, he was just being the lady’s man that he seems to be in the first place. Nothing else, I promise.” You smiled at him and he just stared at you. “W-What?”
“I never thought that there could ever be a mortal like you. You are absolutely breathtaking.” Your eyes widened and your breath caught in your chest.
He says it so simply like it’s obvious.
“Wearing nothing but my mark makes you all the more alluring.” He snaked his arm behind your back, his other hand lifting the gold and emerald necklace.
Wait, his mark ?
“What do you mean by mark? Isn't it just two snakes?” Loki looked up at you and chuckled.
“Love, you are wearing the symbol of the God of Mischief.” You pushed away from him slightly.
“You marked me?” He seemed to be even more amused at your confusion.
“I wanted to give you something that would show that you are mine and mine alone.” Loki set the pendant, his symbol, down again and lightly traced the emerald snake. “It's suiting, don’t you think?” You peered down at the necklace that rested on your chest and it struck you.
That’s why I have trouble parting with it, the magic with it is Loki’s. He pulled away, but not after giving you a quick peck at the corner of your mouth, causing the blood to flush right back to your face again. Loki quickly turned away and gestured to the suitcase he brought in earlier.
“As much as I love coming to my room to such a sight, I believe that you would be more comfortable in your own clothes.” Suddenly, it was very apparent that you were still only in a towel. Your eyes widened in panic as you rushed over to the large case. Unzipping it whilst also keeping a tight hold on your towel, you sifted through the case until you found the clothes you were searching for and you carefully avoided Loki’s gaze as you shuffled to the bathroom.
Once inside, you finally discarded the towel and slipped on proper clothes. Much more comfortable, you stepped out to Loki inspecting one of your shirts. It was tossed aside in your search for the right clothes and he held it up to be your Star Wars shirt. You snatched it away from him and he looked amused.
“Shoo, private property here!” You signaled him away from your things, afraid he might see something else far more embarrassing. You rounded the bed to put the shirt back when something caught your eye. In your haste to change, you had completely missed the pile of fabric that sat next to your suitcase. You leaned closer to examine it and you were pleasantly surprised.
“My suit! I thought it was lost forever!” You lifted the dark red cape that you had grown so accustomed to. You also noticed that all of the modified parts were back to normal, including the short-shorts. “It's back to normal, thank goodness.” You stroked the vest and smiled.
“Ah, yes. I did not like the alterations that were made. I hope you do not mind my restorations?” You looked at him curiously, he changed them back to exactly how they were before, you barely tell there were any changes made in the first place.
“How did you know to change it back? They were very small changes other than the leggings?” He turned away from you, headed towards the couch that sat near the window.
“You forget, love, that I only saw you in that for almost two years. I know when it has been changed, down to the seams.” he leaned back on the couch to look out the window and your mouth hung open in disbelief.
Did he just admit to memorizing my suit? Which means he spent a long time looking at it. The sudden thought made you feel self-conscious about your body. How have I never caught him before? You looked back at him to see a slight smirk. Loki you little shit!
Focusing back on your suit, you were curious as to why it was brought in the first place.
“Wait, why is this here? Should I be worried?” Loki turned back to you and stood.
“Before I sent that intolerant swine away, I came to deliver news.” You hoped that Dimitri wouldn’t come up again, afraid he would change his mind and kill the man, but you were intrigued as he continued. “I believe I know the one responsible for the attack that allowed me to obtain my freedom.”
“Wait, the person who released the Bildishnipes?” You turned to him and he nodded. You had almost forgotten. Loki had said before that the attack on New York was not planned by him but by someone who wanted to threaten him, a common enemy. “Who?”
“He is called The Other.”