𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ||

• "𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬"

Warning : adult content? They just talk about it tbh its okay

You got out of the car, you were a member of the famous Avengers. Tonight, you had to go to a fancy party in Germany and try to get information on the god of mischief: Loki. You smoothed your long green dress and entered into the luxurious party.

A waiter offered you a glass of champagne and you gladly took it. "Thank you." The boy nodded and left. You noticed a note at the bottom of the glass. 'You look ravishing tonight...' Your head looked up and you met emerald eyes across the room.

You tightened your grip on your glass and it shattered. A woman came next to you and spoke in German. "Are you alright miss?" She handed you a tissue. "Yes don't worry." You shot her a fake smile and noticed the man you've been chasing smirk.

You clenched your jaw and looked at your now cut hand but when your gaze landed on the room, the god vanished. You sighed in frustration and decided to go to the bathroom in attempt to wash your bloody hand.

When you entered the silent room, someone grabbed your wrist and pinned you to a wall. "You're not even replying to my little note...What a shame." Said the god with his silky voice.

"Don't you know how to read? 'Lady's bathroom' not men." You answered, looking at him in the eyes. A slow chuckle escaped from his perfect mouth. "My dear...I apologise, I should have waited for you outside."

You rolled your eyes in annoyance, his British accent was your weakness. "Can I at least put water on my hand?" You snapped back. "Don't worry y/n, take your time." Your name sounded unpleasantly good in his mouth.

The cold water was running on your hand, wiping off the blood. You dried your hand and looked at Loki. "Are you done?" He asked. "Indeed." You tried to open the door but he blocked your way with his tall figure.

"Not so fast darling." Said he. "What do you want?" You retorted dryly. "Relax, I just wanted to spend more time with you, besides, you're the woman who's been tracking me for a while am I right?"

"Pardon me...I should have brought some tea and biscuits to have a nice little chat with you." You faked a laugh. "Oh don't be like that dear." You pushed him and opened the door. "Already leaving? What about the tea?"

You turned around and him a death glare. You stopped for a second. "Are you coming or not? My questions won't get answers if I'm talking to a god damn wall." A smirk grew on his face.

"Excuse me, I was thinking about a way to take off this lovely dagger of yours, you know? The one of your thigh." You slightly opened your mouth and touched your leg. You felt the cold metal on your burning skin and sighed in relief.

"I, in fact, know how I could take it but I don't think you will appreciate it." You stiffened a laugh. "By torturing me? Come on, don't you think it's a little old fashioned?"

His eyes darkened. "It wasn't what I was thinking about." He smirked and you tried to hide the slight blush creeping on your face. The corner of your lips curled a bit, enough for the man to notice.

"Why are you smiling? Is the idea of you and I making love pleasing you?" Spoke the god. You hated the power he had over you, you couldn't help but like his sassy attitude, the way he would always tease you. Besides, you saw him a couple of times. Even though you never really talked to him, both of you knew when the other was here.

"Stop that." You said. "Stop what? I'm having a conversation with you, that's all." Spoke the man. "Loki." He smirked. "I'm listening love." You clenched your jaw and then relaxed it. "Why did you attack New York? And what are your other plans."

His smile faded away and his face became serious. "I didn't do it on purpose. I was controlled." He dryly chuckled. "Do you really think I'm planning on something? Really?" His voice started to get louder and he dangerously stepped closer to you.

You were now in the giant ballroom. Everyone was dancing except the both of you. People looked at you oddly. "May I?" Said Loki, offering you his hand. You hesitated and took it. His hand found a way to your waist and the other was holding yours.

His touch was surprisingly gentle. He leaned and whispered in your ear. "I changed. I know we're enemies but don't you understand that the only reason I acted suspiciously was that I wanted to see you?"

You frowned your eyebrows and lost yourself in your thoughts, as the man slowly escaped from your grip. You realised that all this time, you were desperately looking for him, but why? You always told yourself it was because he was bad, but deep inside, you knew there was another reason.

The god left but you followed him. He was on the balcony. You stepped closer and took a look at him. The moonlight was reflecting on his pale skin and you couldn't help but stare at his perfect features.

"Staring is rude." Said the man. You smiled and placed your hand on his arm. He tensed at first but then relaxed. "What do you want?" Asked the god. "Why did you want to see me?" You said, unsure of what he might replies.

He turned to face you. "Isn't it obvious y/n?" He looked sad and angry at the same time. "Wha-" "No. Let me speak. At first, I hated you. But days after days, you were the only thing I could think about. I couldn't sleep because I was thinking about how I could see you. I dreamt about you. You're all I want."

You looked down. "My dear y/n, you have bewitched me body and soul..." (Tell me you have the reference I'm begging you-) You weren't able to speak, the only thing you did was cup his face and stroke his cheek.

He closed his eyes and leaned in your touch. "Loki..." You whispered, taking a few steps closer. He looked at you and his gaze flicked between your eyes and your lips. You closed the gap between your faces and kissed him passionately.

He placed his hand on the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. Your fingers locked themselves in his black hair, while his other hand was on your waist. You had to pull away, needing air.

You were shakily breathing, affected by his kiss. "I think I'm in love with you." Said Loki. You rested your forehead on his. "I love you too, god of mischief."

The end

I loved writing this story, enemies to lovers ate the best honestly and I felt like Loki would fit perfectly (rewrote)
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