Control | Loki

Subconscious Waters.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

I woke up the next morning, to banging on the door, I groaned, and so did Loki whose face was in my neck, making me laugh. "Who is it?" I called.

"Printsessa! It's me!" I heard my brother and I groaned, I got up and walked to the door cracking it, Loki grumbling in the background. "Ah printsessa, we are leaving soon, after breakfast." He said and I nodded, like when we came here, Tony sent our luggage home last night, so we just hand our change of clothes and that's all.

"We'll be down," I said.

"We?"

"I wake Loki up," I said and he fell silent, before pushing the door open more, making me stumble back because of my tired state.

"Wait- had he been in here every night?!" He called and I went to speak but Loki grumbled a response.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" Suddenly Pietro was standing next to the laying Loki, making me jump in a manner of seconds.

"Excuse me?" Pietro said, his accent becoming thicker. "She's my baby sister-"

"But she isn't a baby, and we aren't doing anything, other than sleeping, which you interrupted."

"He values sleep." I nodded and sat on the edge of the bed. "Hey, it's okay Bratt," I said and he looked at me. "He helps me with my nightmares." I kicked my legs off the bed and Pietro was frowning.

"Y/N can we get ready," Loki said and I nodded.

"Pietro," I said and he shook his head.

"No." He crossed his arms and I rolled my eyes, I stood up and grabbed his arm, tugging him over to the door, he grabbed me pulling me out with him, and closed the door, I groaned and he looked at me. "Why? out of all people, why?"

"You would be acting the same way if it was anyone else, we're just really good friends Pietro," I said and he rolled his eyes.

"Like-"

"If you say like Bucky, I will make it rain hellfire on you," I growled and he closed his mouth.

"What about me?" Bucky's voice chimed into my ear, and I felt a shiver run down my spine, I turned to look at him.

"Not everything is about you," I said and he raised his eyebrows.

"Damn." He said and I sighed, he smiled and walked over wrapping his arm around my neck and pulling me into my chest, as I folded my arms over my chest, he always did that when I said shit like that to him. My face buried my face in his chest and pouted.

"Pietro is being mean to me," I said and I heard Pietro gasp, bucky tsked.

"Why are you being mean Pietro?" Bucky asked.

"I don't like that she's been sharing a room with Loki."

"We do while at home," I said and Bucky hummed.

"We used to, it helps her nightmares, and if she says it's friendly, then it is, that's how we were," Bucky said, he was standing up for me. wow.

"You guys have to get ready!" I pushed Buck off me, and walked into my room closing the door, I looked up and saw him facing me shirtless.

"Everything alright?" He asked and I bit my lip, starting to warm up I walked to the bed rolling my eyes.

"Why are the men in this house more dramatic than me on my period?" I asked flopping on the bed.

"I never thought it possible too." He said and I looked at him, offended he was pulling his shirt over his head, he was so lean, and his muscles were so defined, every time he changed in front of me, I couldn't help but watch, he was a god, and defiantly had the body of one, he was a GOD. I trailed down with my eyes and a sinful thought spammed over my head, I wonder if everything was godly. I groaned and put my head down face first in the bed, it was silent until I felt his hand on the small of my back. "You sound frustrated." He said and I hummed, suddenly he did something that surprised me, his hands added pressure to my back, in all the right spots, I groaned, he was massaging my back, I made a hum that lasted a few seconds, I heard him laugh, it made me smiled as I lifted my head, the knots in my back, that I didn't know were there. He proved another thing Godly, his hands.