Savior

Chapter twenty eight: Nervous wreck

The next morning was dead silent.
Everyone was busy and I just stayed alone in my room most of the time.
I feel like everyone is still a little mad about what I did yesterday but I don't regret it.

I've barely had the chance to think of that occurrence with Loki because of my anxiousness about the team.
Director Fury is supposed to come today and evaluate Loki, to see if he is mentally fit to be out of the cage and not murder everyone and take over the world again.

I couldn't even bring myself to eat anything. Pepper wasn't there to watch me so I took advantage of it.

I am overwhelmed with a burning fear that I overstepped a boundary with Loki yesterday.

I hadn't uttered a single lie to him of caring about him and seeing him for who he truly is, but much like myself, his pride and insecurities keep him from truly allowing himself to trust anyone.

I lay motionless on my bed facing the ceiling lost in thought before I hear someone walk past my door.

I quickly get up and see who it is who had now entered to kitchen.

It was Tony.

I heart fell to my ass. I know he did agree to this whole situation but I don't know if he can forgive me for what I did with Loki.

I walk up to the island and awkwardly stand there as his back faced me while he prepped the coffee pot.

"Are you just gonna stand there or are you going to say something kid," he spoke up turning to face me.

He was wearing some light yellow tinted glasses and a navy blue zip up over a dull red shirt.

"I uh-" the coffee pot whistle interrupted me.

He turned off the stove served himself the coffee and started to walk out.

"Tony," I said softly.  

He turned around with a sarcastic yet pitied expression.

"I'm really sorry."

"For what." He blurts out impatiently.

"For yesterday, I was being reckless regardless of if I thought something would happen with Loki, I should have talked to one of you first-"

"No Y/N you should have talked to me," he said placing the mug down on the counter loudly, "I've been here with you, here for you since day one. I know it hasn't been along time but if something would have Happened to you I I wouldn't know what to do with myself," he trailed off taking the shades off and running his hand over his face.

"I'm - im sorry I didn't mean to worry you," I choke up slightly not wanting to push any tears out.

"Don't - listen Y/N. I'm never going to hate you for doing what you think is right. I might be a little mad if it ends up killing us but trust me kid I'm always going to be on your side." He said with a smirk making me chuckle.

"Thank you-"

"Ah ah ah don't Thank me yet," he picks the coffee back up and starts walking out again, "if this does work out, no sleepovers with reindeer games. Got it?"

A slight blush rises on my cheeks as I yell out behind him, "got it!"

I take a tangerine from the counter and head back to my room to drown myself in my own worrisome thoughts.

What he doesn't even want to see me after yesterday?

I remembered the feeling of his skin under my finger tips when I first joined my hand with his.

Soft and supple but his fingers were long and slender. Elegant.

Unlike his allusions, his presence is much more intense.
His body towered over mine.
Even his blue skin littered with indistinguishable designs was beautiful.

But what I craved most is his vulnerability. He allowed for me to grace his hands and face.

Moments he described to me have only been a memory of his mother showing him and him allowing such physical affection.

My thoughts interrupted once again by a knock at my door.

"Come in." I sit up onto my bed to be joined by Thor.

"Hello Y/N, how are you?"

Really?

"Uh not great. What's going on?"

"Fury arrived long before you woke up and everyone is observing or being a part of his thorough investigation with my brother," he tells me.

I fiddle my thumbs not knowing what to say.

"Y/N, I want to thank you again for showing my brother so much kindness," he places his arm around my shoulders comforting me.

"Like I've said before, everyone deserves a second chance. Like me, Loki has been hurt and I am not one to judge who is deserving of love or otherwise."

He widely smiles at me and stands up.
"I will let you know when this is all over but I doubt it will be any time soon."

I nod and with that he leaves.

After Thor left no one else came, no one passed by, and I didn't leave my room again.

As hard as I tried to calm my nerves nothing would work.

My mind was churning through the idea that my plan would fail and Loki would resent me or that maybe it would work but Loki wouldn't even want to see me.

There were hundred of different versions of what could happen running through my mind.

I got a copy of the book Loki was reading the other day. It was quite beautiful like he mentioned. Sprinkled with the lovers quarrel he mentioned he enjoyed.

Of course he enjoyed the snarky petty behaviors these characters.

Truth is that it made the satisfaction of them finally ravishing each other all the more better.
I allowed myself to indulge in the story while I waited for Thor's return with news of what would happen.

I turned to look at the time shocked at how quickly the time had passed without my letting my anxious mind overcome me while reading.

8:17 pm

Unfortunately the nerves doomed returned as I flipped through the last few pages of the book.

I was startled at the sudden increase of movement and conversation outside.

They must have finished.

I still didn't want to bring any attention to myself so I waited in my room for Thor.

5 minutes go by.
10 minutes go by.
17 minutes go by.

Where is he?

Finally a knock at the door. I quickly get up to open it.

Expecting to see Thor's large figure and golden blonde hair, I am instead faced with the God of Mischief and lies himself.

I raked my eyes over his body from top to bottom admiring the green and black leather that hugged his torso so fittingly.

"Hello daring." He sultry voices filled the deafening silence.

"Is this real?" I said being so used to interacting with his allusions.

"Yes love. It's me in all my glory," he smirks at me.

I simply stared at him as we stood in the doorway.

This can't be real.

"I can assure you Y/N, it is," He says reaching out to take my hand in his, "missed me?"

A.N: hehehe slow chapter with a fun little ending.
Hope you enjoyed xoxo -A