The Babysitting Job- Loki x Reader story

Chapter 5

Y/n's POV:
      
For the next few weeks, I stayed with Wanda not wanting to go back and face him. Over that time, I told her every single detail from all of the fights that Loki and I had.

I had been trying to kill him for so many years now, yet I could somehow still remember every little yell, punch, and stab that each of us took to each other. I always told myself it was because of how much I hated him and the loathing heightened my memory. Nothing more, nothing less. 

So why, at 9:30 a.m. on Tuesday, did I feel something in my stomach? Why did I feel a slight urge to watch him work out in the training room at the tower?

I had walked in there, desperate to get him out of my head and to do as many push ups I could take so all I could feel was the ache in my chest and arms. When I got in, I didn't see him or acknowledge that he was even there as I listened to music and stretched.

Then, as I was making my way over to the weights, I saw him. He was shirtless with black sweatpants on and was punching a punching bag. All I could see of him was his back. So why did I feel something from that I have never felt before? I shook the thoughts out of my head. If he wanted to work out, then I could ignore it and do the same myself.

It had been a productive hour of various exercises and I was completely worn out. I was able to block Loki out quickly enough so I could just work on not passing out from exhaustion. I had blocked him out so much that I didn't see him sitting on a bench near the punching bag, watching me.

I took out my earbuds and assumed that he already left. I was absentmindedly humming a song to myself and getting a bottle of water when he disrupted me.

"Done so quickly are you? I had thought you were stronger than that. Clearly I was wrong." He said bitterly from his seat. I clenched my water bottle. Remember Thor. Remember Thor.  Remember Thor.

Screw Thor and his stupid sympathy.

"And I thought you would've brought down your ego a little since the last time I saw you. Still kissing daddy's ass, praying for the outstanding glory you've been torn from? Clearly I am right." I replied, setting my water bottle down.

I knew this was gonna get messy. He clenched his jaw and stood up.
"How did you know about that?" He asked as he came closer. He was mad. I smirked and put on a fake surprised look on my face.

"Oh, I'm sorry did I not tell you? I got into your mind the first time that I met you. I can dig as deep as I want, but there's just so much trauma that I can't get through to your deepest secrets!" He was close now, so close I could see the sweat on his skin and smell the mint on his breath.

"You'll regret saying that." He said. He towered over me and tried to look as intimidating as possible which, surprisingly, didn't work. I stayed relaxed and answered with,
"Yeah, I get that a lot." I then punched him in the nose and teleported to the side of him. I grabbed a knife from the weapons rack and stabbed him in the leg. He fell to his knees and yelled in agony.

"An old bitch doesn't learn new tricks does it?" He said and smirked at me.
"Nope, I guess not. But sometimes those old tricks are better than the shitty ones that some young pup tries to learn." I replied and shoved him on the ground.

I was straddling him again, just like the last fight and it started to give me flashbacks. About how pissed I was when I didn't get him. That won't happen now. I will kill him, but I thought for too long.

Suddenly, he flipped me over and punched me in the cheek. He also pulled out a knife and put it to my neck.
"I really will miss you, of course, you never put up a good fight but it was fun while it lasted." He pressed the knife harder to my neck and I felt warm blood start to fall.

"Wait. What about your mother? What would she think of this?" I said. His eyes changed from anger to hesitation. He started to slowly release the knifes pressure on my neck.

I laughed and teleported behind him. He stood and slammed me against the wall. He was holding my chin in his hand and his frame was pinned against mine. Both of our breathing was heavy and my cheeks were flushed from the fight. Somehow, he looked amused but anger was bleeding in his eyes.

"You have no idea want I want to do to you right now." I spat, pushing against his chest, trying to flee.
"And you have now idea what I want to do to you right now." He whispered the answer into my ear. There was a hint of something in his eyes under the anger that I had never seen before. For some reason, the comment made me freeze, I couldn't move from his body and I was too weak to make a portal.

He was way too close. He was studying my face as if he was searching for something, maybe for an answer to the reason I stopped fighting against him. Frankly, I was searching for that answer myself.

Steve came storming into the training room and pulled Loki off of me, immediately putting him in handcuffs. Loki didn't stop looking at me, searching. Steve came up to me to make sure I was ok.
"I-I'm fine cap, just a few scratches." I felt disoriented. Did the lizard get into my mind? I teleported home and went straight to my shower. I couldn't stop thinking about the day no matter how hard I tried.