Loki Imagines | Lokixreader

Aren't my jokes funny?

I sit in the living room in the Avengers Tower and laugh with the others.
"Yeah", Tony says, "and then he said that his shoes were missing and -   and -"
Before he can finish his sentence, him, Steve, Natasha, Bruce, Thor and I break out laughing again.
The sound of an opening door interrupts us and Loki comes in, his expression unyielding like engraved in stone.
"What's up Loki, why aren't you laughing with us? We are always telling jokes and you act like your face gets paid for standing that still", I say.
The others giggle while Loki fights for the corners of his mouth to stay down. I can see it twitching, but he is too stubborn to let it rise. I always asked myself why he did that until Tony shared the suspicion with me one evening that Loki might try to hide a crush on me. The thought if that being true makes my stomach tingle everytime I think about it. But it somehow doesn't make me nervous.
"Come on Loki, laugh with us!", I tease.
"Your poor midgardian jokes can not get any laughter from me", he responds with a slide smirk. "Nothing beats the inside jokes getting around at Asgard."
"Oh yeah?" I stand up. "Everything here leaves you cold?"
The Avengers realize there is something interesting about to happen and watch us attentively. I go up to him and notice with delight that he straightens his back to look taller and a very light pink sneaks its way onto his face.
"Yes, it does", Loki says. His voice, opposite to his body language, sounds perfectly normal.
"Even that?" And with these words I give in to the butterflies in my stomach and give him a good long kiss directly on the mouth. When I pull away, I see his face flushing bright red. He can't even say anything, Loki's body is frozen.
The Avengers cheer and I smile. "Looks like someone does have a sensitive side." I grin while he still doesn't move and I decide to sit down again.
That's gonna be the relationship of my life, I think to myself.