//Marvel Characters X Reader Oneshots//

//Spider Child//Loki x Reader//

Word Count: 491

Warnings: Just Cuteness, Female Reader

"'80s movies are the best, hands down," I say, laughing with Peter. 

"No doubt about it, the '80s were just a beautiful time in cinematography," He adds. "Question: Have you ever put your hair up in the shower like Ferris Bueller?"

"Peter, what kind of person do you take me for?" I ask, mock upset. His face falls. "Of course I have put my hair up like Ferris Bueller. I mean are you really taking a shower if you haven't?"

We both chuckle, as Loki comes over to us and sits me upon his lap. "Do you want to watch Ferris Buller?" Peter asks his eyes shining.

"Of course I would," I respond, as Loki starts to nuzzle his face into the crook of my neck.

"Okay, let me use the restroom and then I'll grab us some popcorn."

"Sounds great," I said. Peter gets up, and I turn to so I can better see Loki. "Darling, are you jealous of Peter?"

"Of the spider child? No, why would I be?" He responds.

"You know for the God of Lies, you are really awful at it," I smirk down at him.

"I am not."

"I revise my past statement: you are awful at lying to me." He hums lightly into my shoulder. "You know you don't have to be jealous of him, I love you." I can feel his smile against my skin, so I lift his face and press my forehead to his.

"I love you too, my queen," he says smiling down at me.

Peter renters the living area and I call over to him, "Hey Peter? You know how Tony is basically your dad?"

"What?" He says, his face glowing red. I give him a questioning glare. "Yeah," he mumbles.

"Aright, well wouldn't that make me your aunt and Loki your uncle?"

"I suppose so," He says, tossing the bag of popcorn into the microwave. 

"Please never call me that," Loki says, turning his head so that he knows that Peter heard him. That causes me to chuckle lightly. 

"Please, do call him that," I add.

"Alright, Aunt y/n," He says with a smile.

"I like that," I whisper.

"Of course you do," Loki groans. I hit his arm lightly, with a playful scowl on my face.

Peter sits down on the couch next to us, and I move so that my back is against the armrest and my thighs are on top of Loki's. "Alright, FRIDAY play Ferris Bullers Day Off," I say, and the TV screen comes on and the movie starts. 

Peter holds the popcorn to his chest as he rests his head on the mess of Loki and my leg, cuddling into them, and I can't help but smile. I glance over, and Loki is wearing a huge grin, though I know he'll pretend he wasn't. "Uncle Loki, you are going to love this movie," Peter says.

Loki groans, and Peter and I chuckle.