Unknown Abilities (L.L)

-Maybe- ²²

After the tests, you were dismissed.

You were asked to go to the gym, where Steve and Wanda was waiting for you, Nat still by your side that will also teach you.

Steve and Nat, responsible for your physical attributes, while Wanda would like to see if your current discovered power had more involvement with your mental strength than we know. Steve and Nat traded jobs of training you, one second you could be sparring with Steve, then the next you're throwing around batons with Nat.

"Try to block my attack," Steve said with an incline of his head.

You looked at him nervously and readied yourself for his blow. Eyes focused on him, while both of you slowly went around in a circle, careful of each other's moves.

Before you knew it, he sends his right fist flying to your rib, you wince and get knocked down, he winces with you and gives a hand to help you up but instead you use the opportunity to kick him down.

He lands face first on the base of the ring and you quickly pin him down with both arms pulled behind his back.

You knew he was being nice since he could easily stand even with you on his back, the man's muscle can overpower you even if you did manage to pin him down momentarily.

He sighs and says a congrats before standing up, you slip and land on your ass.

"Alright my turn, I just need to try one thing and then I'm don-" Wanda was interrupted by the blaring of an alarm and red lights flashing before the room.

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Apparently it was an emergency downtown. So with nothing and no one else around except you and the pale God upstairs, you went back up to the tower.

A ding was heard as the metal doors of the elevator were slid open. Before you knew it, you were walking in cell.

"Hey horns," you say entering the cell. Loki stood frozen for a moment and shook his head thinking if he heard it wrong, before further on talking.

"How was training?" Loki asked. He was standing behind the kitchen counter, a mug filled with tea in one hand and a book on the counter, his other hand placed firmly down to the side of him still on the counter while he looks down to read.

You shrugged, "it was alright, unfortunately cut short though, emergency downtown." A hand of yours stretched out to place your weapons belt on the hook of the door hanger.

You passed by him to get a can of mountain dew from the fridge, "what have you been up to while I was gone?" The can hissed out air, as the pull-tab was twisted open. You leaned back on the counter below the cabinets behind him and crossed you arms, taking a sip.

"Reading mostly, nothing fun without you." He turned around to you, disregarding his book and cup as he mimicked your position.

"Missed me?" You gave a small smile at the God.

"Maybe," a smirk played at his lips, eye contact remained.

A tilt of your head accompanied by a shift of your lips was made. The small smile turned into a smirk that made his brow twitch. A silent stare down with unspoken tension filled the space between you two.

The bubbles from your can was really the only noise in the room. He readjusted his position, a small huff and a lick of his lips, made you look down and break eye contact. Looking back up, you saw him still fixated on you, a glint in his eyes that made you gulp.

Your boldness and bravery of trying to hold the stare all fizzled out. You licked your lips and let out a faux cough, "so, I'm gonna hit the hay." You start backing away, a thumb jerked to your room, his stare still intensely looking at you. Once he was blocked out of your vision, you bolted to your room.

"Good night," You said quickly before the door and letting out the breath you were holding. Your hand still on held the doorknob as your forehead rested on the door.

Moments like those happened a couple of times these past few months, not often but it does happen. Moments that left you questioning yourself, breathless right after. No words were exchanged, not physically touching either, just...staring. And yet those beautiful, rich, emerald eyes took your breath away, leaving you confused, and to be honest mildly turned on.

"Yeah, it's time for bed." You shook your head and leaned off the door, heading for the bathroom.

A huff of air left your lips, you turned on the lights and faced the mirror. Your cheeks burnt into a light shade of pink. Both palms went up and squished your face, your lips forming fish lips.

"Damn."

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~Loki's POV~

Fucking hell.

Is she a witch that casted a spell upon me?

We barely did anything but look each other, and yet, here I am with...uhm...a situation.

That woman is enchanting, the kind that just keeps luring me in.

Slowly, but surely.

This woman has captivated me even more, like she hasn't already.

Moments like those made my heart quicken, unspoken no less. Her eyes capture me in such a trance that I can't look away from, I'm not even sure I want to look away.

I take a deep breath in and blow it out, puffing my cheeks.

I finish the last contents of my drink and magic it clean into the drawers, collecting my book, I head back to my chambers.

I need a cold shower after that one.