Loki Laufeyson Imagines

Playdate✨

This takes place about a month after "The Field Trip: Part 4"

Pairing - Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Warnings - kissing, slight bullying, fLuFf, Loki being hot, but eh, what's new?

Summary - Loki surprises Y/n at school and takes her on a date

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~Loki's POV~

    I saunter up to Y/N's school excited to surprise her.  Our secret was officially out, and anyone who paid attention knew we were together.  After our agreement to no longer lie to each other, I knew about everything.  The sneers, the whispers, the sideways glares.  It made my blood boil, but there was nothing I could do.

    Stark wouldn't let me.

    I pull open the door, and walk my way into the office.  I decided to surprise eskala, and give her half a day.  Take her out, treat her like a princess.  She needed a break from the pathetic children she was forced to call classmates.

    "May I help you?!" a lady exclaims.  I turn to her, and examine her.  She looks annoyed over the rim of her glasses.  I flash her a charming smile, and approach her desk.  I lean on it, still smiling.

    "I am looking for Y/N.  Y/N Stark," I explain.  Ah, yes.  We were addressing her as Stark's daughter now too.  I mean, Laufeyson would sound better, but that would happen in time.

    "Um... you mean Y/N L/N?" she asks after clicking on her computer.  I swallow hard, hating hearing her old last name.  That was not her family.  We were her family, I was her family.

    "Yes, her," I reply.  The lady looks at me skeptically.

    "And who are you?" she asks.  I try so hard to not roll my eyes.  Did she live under a rock?

    "Loki.  Loki Laufeyson," I say with a smile.  She clicks away on her device again, and peers at the screen.

    "Hmm.  We have Tony Stark, Natasha Romanaff for pick up... ah yes!! Loki Laufeyson, in case... 'Reindeer games needs a make out session', " she reads, quirking a questionable brow.  My jaw goes tense, and I made a note to self to kill Stark later.

"Ah yes.  You see, her father, Tony Stark, likes to make fun of me you see,"  I smile at her.   She eyes my skeptically.

"She's in gym class.  Right outside this door.," she instructs pointing outside of the office.  I smile and thank her, walking out of the office.

    I readjust my suit, my shoes clicking against the cold floor.  I push through the gym doors, the sounds of the chattering of students surrounding me.

    My eyes scan the crowd to find Y/n sitting in the corner nose in a book.  I shake my head with a chuckle.

    "And who are you?" a voice snaps.  I slowly turn to see a short man with a thick mustache.

    "Loki.  Loki Laufeyson, here to pick up Y/n Stark," I reply with a smile.

    "Woah, is that Loki?!"  I hear a voice say.  The chattering stops as whispers go across the gym.

    "And who gave you permission?" the man grunts as the class listens in on the conversation.

    "Tony Stark actually.  And the kind lady at the front desk," I smile, wanting to drop kick this tiny man.  He grunts again, grabbing a strange circular cone from a ring on his waist, and turning to face the class.