Storms of the Heart

Chapter Five

As, I shut Loki's door, I nervously looked to see if the hall was clear, thankfully no one was in the hallway. In the distance, I could hear Steve and Thor speaking in the kitchen. 

I tiptoe to the kitchen and peak my head in, to see if I have brought attention to myself. 

Steve and Thor seem to be in a deep conversation. Steve has a heavy tired look to his face and Thor is studying him concerned. 

"I don't know what to do, Thor." Steve sighs as he places his face into his palms. "I have always had a soft spot, for Y/N, but when I saw you and Loki get of of your space craft, I couldn't stand the way Loki was looking at her. How was she on the plane with you?" Steve asks, as he lifts his head.

"You are worried about Loki? Come on, Captain." Thor laughs as he nudges Steve's arm. "I think you have always had these feelings but you now feel you must act, because another man is in her life and it is unpredictable. She wants to help him. You have to trust her. Loki is also not the easiest to get along with, believe me. So, I wouldn't worry about it." Thor laughs, as he gets up to grab a beer. I quickly move back into the hall and shocked by what I heard. 

Steve has always liked me? Have I been leading him on? 

We cook together all the time and I really can't think of a time that Steve is not with me. I have always viewed him as my best friend and safe space, with our movie nights, missions, and training sessions. I do care about him, but I don't want to lose whatever we have. I probably should tell him that I do not see him in that way. I can't lose Steve in my life. 

I begin to feel guilty for what I have heard and decide to go to the library. I sneak by the kitchen, without being seen and hide away into the elevator.  I think it would be nice to grab Loki some books, before I go to bed. I can only imagine how bored he will get just sitting in the room, all alone. 

Once I enter the library, I turn the lights on and glance at the beautiful shelves of books. The entire walls, around the library are full of beautiful books. It felt never ending and comforting. When I have came many times before, I would cuddle on the couch, under one of the many blankets, in the back of the library, and read for hours. I had found that some areas are more hidden than others, which would be very helpful with Loki. 

As I search through the books, I found a few starters that I think Loki would enjoy. I grab Macbeth, Hamlet, Romeo and Juliet (a favorite of mine), Wuthering Heights (another favorite), and a few more poetry books, to help him pass the time. I place the books to my chest and start to daydream about Loki. I smile looking forward to seeing him again. I sigh and decide to drop the books off to him this evening. 

I giggle to myself, what in the world am I doing, I have lost my mind, as I exit the the library, I turn back to look at the beautiful library, once last time, and turn off the lights. I continue to hold the books to my chest giggling away. As I enter the elevator, I start to feel anxious.. really, what in the world am I doing? I have completely lost control of myself several times today with the God of Mischief and I crave his attention. I should feel scared but I feel completely calm. This is crazy, but it feels natural. This definitely is not going slow, but I will enjoy the ride on wherever it takes me. 

The elevator opens and I begin walking to Loki's room. The closer I get to his room, the faster my heart begins to beat. I begin to feel sweat in my palms against the books. What happens if someone is in there with him, what happens if he rejects me, what am I doing? I continue to push the doubt out of my head. If I am rejected, his loss, if someone is in the room, well, I did say that I would help, and helping is what I am doing. Right?