Unknown Abilities (L.L)

-Room mate- ⁸

You woke up to the stream of sunlight seeping in through your curtains. The light managed to seep through and your eyelids couldn't stay shut any longer. You open one eye before practically being blinded and used your hands to shield yourself.

When there was a bit more coverage from the sun, you blinked open both eyes. Your other hand rubbing your eyes.

I feel like I'm hallucinating shit everyday, there's no way in hell Loki was actually here, right?

A groan fell from your lips and you sat up straight in bed, leaning on the headboard, thoughts in your head of Loki's appearance here. "He wasn't here, he wasn't here, he wasn't here, he wasn't here, he wasn't here, he wasn't here-"

"Who wasn't here?" Clint interrupted your self convincing that a God didn't show up here. His voice echoed from the vent he was in.

"No one, just me, myself, and I in this unnecessary cell." A sickly sweet tone and smile was sent to Clint.

"Loki in here yesterday says different." He said in a sly tone.

"He wasn't here." You repeated

"Oh he was, I could tell he wanted to make sweet sweet love to you." He kept teasing.

"Ew, Clint!"

He laughed, abandoning the scene with metal pounds echoing through, leaving you in a flustered mess.

"Miss, L/n, Mr. Stark is on his way to you," JARVIS notified you. You bid JARVIS a thanks and closed your eyes once again.

I hate mornings.

You heard him punching in the code to the cell. Soon the metal doors slid open to reveal the billionaire.

He seemed awfully cheery for a Monday Morning, he practically skipped his way to your room.

"Hey kid, Good Morning, get up," he says trying to pull you off the bed.

"What- why?" You ask him.

"Cause we found Loki." He wiggled his eyebrows to you, smiling excitedly.

"So? why do I have to get up? I already met the moron, I don't need another meet up." You pulled the covers over your head.

He pulled off your covers, snatching it away and dragging you by your ankles.

"Let go!" You tried to wiggle and kick him off.

"Don't want to get up? That's fine I can drag you out."

"I don't want to see him again."

"Too bad, he needs a cell, and I'm feeling like Cupid." He kept tugging and dragging until you were on the floor, close to the door frame.

"Alright! Alright! I'll walk, God you're annoying." You brushed off your pajamas to rid of the dirt that collected while you were being dragged on the floor.

He smiled and clasped his hands, "I love annoying people. Be out in five." He turned around and went out of the room.

"Be out in five," you mocked, getting a pair of casual clothing out of your dresser. A plain cream sweater tucked in a pair of black trousers, and a belt to hold them.

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"Does this mean I'm let out while he takes the cell?" You asked, hopeful.

"What? no, of course not, didn't you hear what I said? I said I'm feeling like Cupid so you're sharing the thing. And yes we did say that you would only be there while we find Loki, but you having the whole powers part kind of changed that, so I'm sorry." The elevator dinged, revealing the living room.