Somewhere Along the Way... (Loki x Reader)

Sore Losers...

I woke to Jarvis greeting me, "Good morning Y/N, it is 9.00 am. The weather is to be sunny all day. Would you like me to play your morning playlist?"

"Ugh...God No! Thank you Jarvis. I'm good this morning!" I groaned, as my head instantly began pounding. It felt like Thor was hitting me with Mjölnir in the head repeatedly.

I went to roll over, pulling the duvet back over my head but as my body turned, the mattress ended and I was rolling off the bed. Before I could save myself, I landed with a loud thud on the floor.

"Ugghhhh. Is this how my day is going to go." I lay there for a while before I slowly pulled myself up. Untangling myself from the duvet that had cushioned my fall, only slightly.

Dragging myself to the bathroom I took a look at myself in the mirror, last nights mascara smudged down under my eyes and my hair looking like a birds nest.

"My god. I'm never drinking again." I mumbled pressing down on the pressure points between my eyes. I got myself into the shower and stood letting the water run over my body for a while before attempting to get washed. Once out and dried I attempted to tackle my hair. I gave it a quick dry, and smoothed it into a ponytail.

"That will do." I pulled on a pair of leggings and a grey oversized jumper. Comfort was of high importance today, once satisfied I shuffled out of my room and down to attempt breakfast. Grabbing my sunglasses and putting them on, why was everything so bright today?

Everyone was sitting at the table eating, looking up from their breakfast, a silence falling over them when I shuffled my way out of the elevator and towards the coffee pot.

I didn't speak.

I grabbed some toast, lifting it and my coffee walking towards the group that's when I noticed them watching me.

There was an empty seat beside Loki, who looked at me pulling the seat out slightly, expecting me to sit down beside him.

Instead I walked past everyone throwing him a look before sitting in one of the arm chairs furthest away from them.

I knew I was pissed at him and Thor...I just couldn't quite remember why.

"Doll are you in as much pain as I am?" Bucky lifted his head from his arms, darting his eyes to me.

"Too loud Bucky....inside voice. Actually...No not even that. Whisper. Please." I rubbed my temples. "What even happened last night?"

"Tequila. You. Me. Tequila. Music. Tequila." Bucky responded.

I took a big drink of my coffee. Sighing as it hit the spot however I knew it wasn't shifting this headache anytime soon. I groaned, pulling myself from the comfort of the armchair and got up to get painkillers, as I walked past Bucky reached me my bra that I had threw off last night.

"Ugh. Don't remind me. I had hoped I was just dreaming I did that! Sorry for traumatising you all." I waved my hand nonchalantly towards them as I searched the drawers for painkillers. "Ahhh, hellooo my little friends." I said as I pulled them from the packet.

I took two painkillers, downed some water and headed back to the elevator, "Unless it's an emergency, please don't come near me. I'm dying. Just let me die quietly please."

Bucky got up and made his way over to me, getting in the elevator too. We went up to his room and I decided to put on a Disney movie. As he got comfortable I climbed in beside him, cuddling up in his arms. Tangled played and I found my eyes getting heavy about halfway through it, eventually the two of us drifted off.

His door was still lying on the floor where Thor burst through it the night before. I suppose I would have to pay for a new one, but that was a problem for another time.