A Maximoff Secret

Part 21

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TW: description of knives, bit of fluff at the end...

It's been a few days since you stumbled into Dr Stranges and Loki's secret layer. You've been just staying in your room most days but today Loki specially asked for you too talk to him.

Y/n's POV

Loki & I stand beside each other in the elevator. He asked me to come meet him with no explanation and he hasn't said anything to me yet. It's been five days since I last saw the Avengers... since I last saw Steve.

My thoughts are interrupted by Loki's annoying voice. "So Y/n... do you want to train or something" Loki asks me. Is he being serious? "Nah I'm good" I say looking straight ahead, not wanting to make eye contact with the shedevil. "Okay..."

We stand in the elevator for a few minutes, an awkward silence filling the room. The elevator is at a stand still and Loki isn't doing anything to change that. I cross my arms and say "Do you want something like?" From the corner of my eye I can see Loki turning his face to look at me. "Just trying to be friendly"

I let out a laugh and turn my head to him, but he's already looking straight ahead again. "Why? I don't like you remember? You nearly made me kill Steve?" I reply. Loki turns his face towards me and looks me dead in the eyes.
"Listen Y/n if you're going to help me I need to know I can trust you"

"That sounds like your problem not mine" I say and turn my face away from him and I go to press the button in the elevator to bring me back up to my room. But Loki grabs onto my hand before I can do anything. He's closer to me now, standing over me. "Please Y/n just come train with me"

I look down at his hand wrapped around mine, his fingers wrapped around mine. I shake my hand free and rub it along the side of my leggins to get rid of any bit of him left on my hand. "Fine"

Loki reaches across me and presses a button to bring us to the ground floor. My hand is still sweating from his sudden grab at it...

The doors slide open to reveal the biggest training room I've ever seen. Shelves of knives, crossbows and swords line the walls. Simulations of fighting people are on the other side. There's weights and personal equipment on the far side of the room. "Impressive gym" I say as I walk over to the shelves of knives.

"Is that you being nice?" Loki asks, curiously. I run my fingers along the blades of the knives which sends a chill down my spine. I look over my shoulder at Loki and smile. "You could say that"

Loki walks up beside me and points out a black knife with a white blade. "That's from Asgard, my home" I ignore him and ask, "Why do you have all this stuff anyways? Not like you have any friends to share it with" Loki pouts at me for ignoring and insulting him within 10 seconds.

"To practice Y/n obviously" He grunted. Why is she so stupid, he adds in his mind. Oh Loki, forgetting I can read minds and hear thoughts, stupid boy.

I take down three knives, holding them all in one hand. I walk over to the knife throwing simulator and press start. "Be careful who you call stupid Loki" I remind him. Loki cocks his head at me, obviously forgetting I read minds.

The first target pops up in the simulation and I hit bullseye with the knife. I turn over my left shoulder and throw the next knife, hitting a perfect target. I twist the last knife in my hand and as soon as the furthest target comes up, I throw the knife at ease and it strikes the centre perfectly.

I turn back to Loki and do a bow, just to remind me who's boss. "You read minds, yes I forgot that" He expressed, as I walk past him to grab a bottle of water. I unscrew the cap and start drinking it, Loki watching my every move. "And you like knives too" he points at the simulator, "Got it"

I take one last gulp of water, and throw the bottle in the bin. I grab a towel and dab my face and neck with it. I walk up to Loki and playfully throw the towel at his face. "And don't you forget it"

We walk back over to the elevator, waiting for the doors to open. "I think you needed that" Loki pronounced as we waited for the doors to open. I stare down at my feet. "I guess you could say it helped" The elevator doors open and we step inside. Loki presses the button to return back to my room.

"Did you really only find out your family were alive in the last two weeks?" Loki asks me. At first I'm shocked that Loki could ask such thing. It's like he cares... is this man capable of caring for another?

"Am yeah... it's always been just me" I reply, fiddling with my thumbs, something I do when I nervous. I can see Loki looking down at me doing this. "But I-I can't go back to them, not until you set me free of your mind control, I don't want to hurt them" I can feel sweat droplets starting to run down my neck. Loki grabs my hand, stopping me from fiddling with my thumbs. I look up, meeting his blue eyes...

"I'd never make you hurt your family Y/n, I promise" He expressed, a sad smile forming across his face. "I just want to do the right thing so I can return to Asgard" He drops my hand, as if he's putting back up his armour after exposing a small part of himself to me. "Thanks I guess?" I say laughing, desperately trying to uplift the mood.

Loki looks at me again and I at him. Except it's not a sad look or a fearful look... it's more like a look of admiration. I turn away, letting a piece of hair fall in-front of my face. Loki steps closer to me, pushing the piece of hair away which causes my heart to beat faster. He holds the lock of hair in his fingers and slowly pushes it behind my ear. I take a deep breath, causing Loki to look down at my rising and falling chest. He looks back up at me, placing a finger on my chin, pushing my face up to meet his. And before I can even fight it, he leans in and kisses me. I shouldn't, I know I shouldn't but I enjoy it. I let myself relax and lean in to the kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth. Loki pushes me against the back of the elevator his hands, cupping my face. I wrap my arms and his neck, and he moves one arm down my back and his hand moves to my front, his hand slipping under my loose T-shirt and sports bra, cupping my breast.

What am I doing? WHAT AM I DOING?! I push Loki off me, both of us gasping for air after that kiss. "What the heck Loki?!" Are the only words I manage to get out. Whatever was in that sceptor he used on me, it's messing up my emotions... it is the sceptor... I do not have feelings for Loki... or do I?