Loki X Reader

God of Interior Decorating

        You wake up the next morning to a smell of bacon. Mmmmm, bacon.... You think as you get up, still in your nightie and walk to the kitchen. You enter the kitchen and stop dead. Loki is standing by the counter, putting bacon on a plate, wearing nothing but his boxers. He turns around with two plates of bacon, eggs and toast in his hands and freezes. You look down and realize you are still wearing your very short nightie.

        Loki turns bright red. "I am so sorry. I thought you would be asleep for a bit longer, and I needed to wash my armor...I made you breakfast..." He said awkwardly. 

        "I am sorry too. I kinda forgot you were here so..." You both end up just staring at each other. After a long and awkward pause, Loki steps forward and hands you one of the plates. You take it and sit down in the living room on the couch mummering "Thanks."

        "I normally don't take off my shirt. Ever. Don't worry, you won't have to see me like this much longer, I put my armor in the wash about 10 minutes ago." Loki says sitting down with the other plate, beggining to eat. 

        "Why not?" You ask before realizing how weird that sounded. Loki looks at you lke you are crazy. 

        "Because I am so scrawny. I am skinny and scrawny and weak and wimpy." He states this as if it were obvious. 

        You look at his bare chest. "Yeah. I don't mean to be weird or anything but you have a six pack. That is  not scrawny, wimpy, or weak. I mean, you aren't bulked like a body builder, so I guess you could be considered skinny muscly but still."

        Loki raises his eyebrow. "Really? In Asgard, they call me weak. And wimpy. I am a scrawny weakling, as they put it. I was always teased about my lack of physical strength." He starts drifting off into thought. "I was teased everyday...Thor was always the better fighter...I could never match his strength...Father thinks I am a dissapointment...why though?" He looks at you. "In every story I have ever read, brains beat brawn. Why is it not like that in real life?"

        You are taken aback. "They treated you like that?" 

        "Yes. I was neglected my entire childhood. Everyone always liked Thor better. They would fawn over him day and night, astounded by his big muscles, his incredible strength, his mighty hammer. They never did that wiht me. I spent my days in the library studying the art of magic. Mother helped me. She always treated me equally. But no one else did. Oh, it drove me crazy, knowing that no matter what, I would never be good enough. My envy of Thor grew larger and stronger over the years until at his coronation, I-"

        Loki stopped abruptly. You were staring at him wide eyed. "What? What did you do?" You asked.

        Loki shook his head. You're eyes widened even more in horror. "You didn't...kill him!" 

        "NO! OH BY THE HEAVENS NO! IT WASN'T THAT BAD!" Loki yelled. He calmed down and shoved the rest of his food in his mouth. You cautiously start chewing you food. Once Loki swallowed, he sighed. "I didn't kill him. I am not that insane yet."

        You finish eating your food in silence. Loki sits also in silence, staring at the ground and biting his lip. "When will you tell me?" You ask.

        "Not now." Loki replies. He looks at you and smiles. "You haven't noticed yet?"

        "Huh?" You ask. Then you look around. "Oh..."

        The room has completely changed. The living room had doubled in size and was gorgeous. There was a new flat screen TV mounted against the wall. The shiny new dark hard wood flooring was covered in the center of the room by a fancy green and gold rug. There was new seating too. Your old three seater had transformed into a clean white sofa with dark brown legs and against the wall was a white sectional with the same dark brown legs. The walls were the same, just larger. Your posters, which were originally hastily hung up were now neat and organized into separate sections, one for each fandom. 

        "How the heck did I manage to miss that?" You ask out loud.

        Loki chuckled. "You missed the rest of the apartment. I did the kitchen, the bathroom, and both the bedrooms."

        "Really? Wait, how did you get inside my bedroom?" You ask supsiciously. 

        "Ehehehehehe. Magic. Don't worry, I didn't actually go in. I just used magic. I guess you were to enchanted by the bacon to notice." Loki was smiling now, his brilliant white teeth nearly blinding you.

        "How did you make the room bigger? Thats impossible."

        "I made all the rooms bigger." Loki had a mischievious look in his eyes.

        "How?" You ask.

        "Time Lord technology. Its bigger on the inside than the outside." Loki laughed.

        "I thought you haven't seen Doctor Who yet! And are you telling me you used TIme Lord technology in my apartment?"

        "Well, actually I just used magic. Asgardian powers." He looks into your eyes. "Also I got up very early this morning. You were still asleep so I decided to watch a few episodes of Doctor Who. And when I say a few episodes, I mean two seasons."

        "Really? I am so proud of you" You grin. Then you look at the time and exclaim, "Oh my gosh, its two o'clock!" 

        Loki stands and helps you off the couch. "Yes, you should probably get dressed. Today, I am taking you shopping." 

        "Huh, I could say the same to you. And shopping? For what? With what?" You say, firing question after question.

        "We are shopping for stuff for your new fancified apartment with the money I got by selling my golden gauntlets. It was strange. I went to a store today to buy some bacon when this rich looking fellow asked me what my gauntlets were made of. I told them they were gold and he offered me $150,000 for them."

        Your jaw drops. "$150,000?!? Seriously?!? Thats so much!"

        Loki shrugged. "I guess Asgardian gold is more expensive on Midgard." Just then, the dryer beeped. Loki got up. "I better get dressed." And he walked off.

        You smile as you watch him walk away then stop. NO, you think to yourself. I am only letting him stay here for a few days. Just to help him out. Besides, he is a god...