Unknown Abilities (L.L)

-Official Thing- ²⁸

"Oh gross," you grumble when the image of Loki busying himself flashed in your mind. Shivering at the mental image, you shake off the thoughts and headed to the bathroom.

You do a quick morning wake up; like brushing your teeth and washing your face, to at least wash over the sleepiness. You stride into the kitchen and grab your f/c and pour it into a bowl, followed by milk.

Sitting down on the stool, you take a spoon full of cereal into your mouth before realizing Loki wasn't in the kitchen or anywhere honestly. Actually surprised that you woke up first. Usually you would smell the aroma of breakfast and the gentle hum of Loki's choice of music in the background.

It was always such a delight to see him occupied and himself in the kitchen, relaxed and in his element. He was a sight for sore eyes. With the stillness and quietness of the morning, your mind wanders to your rant to Natasha yesterday.

Do I like him? No. Right? Right? At this point, the way my heart picks up it's pace when we make eye contact or when his hand brushes against mine or merely the sight of his enticing smile spreading across his lips when he grins or laughs at a corny joke I make that's so damn contagious that I feel myself smile along even if there's nothing funny about the actual joke, the way his laughter sounds like music to my ears that I could listen to on repeat.

Fuck.

I think I'm falling.

You contemplate on whether you should just invite him to breakfast despite the lack of food on the table, maybe you should make him a cup of coffee first, yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Ok, cup of a coffee before waking the God I'm living with.

You walk back to the sink and tiptoe to the cupboards and grab 2 mugs, you quickly make the drinks and place them on a tray, you found bread on the way so that was placed on the tray as well.

A deep breath was released before you knock on his door.

A few minutes go by and no answer. Your brows scrunch in confusion as he usually is more attentive. So you decided to see if his door was unlocked, you balance the tray on you hip and left hand while twisting the door knob.

Your eyes widen and see a butt ass naked Loki stomach faced flat on the mattress, and with just a little bit of blanket covering his actual butt. You fortunately don't drop the tray and stayed still in front with your eyes wide and your mouth slightly agape.

Holy fuck.

You see him stir a bit, so you quickly get out of his room and place the tray on the table along with grabbing a book on the way, settling down on the couch acting like nothing ever happened.

Loki steps out just a minute later, fully dressed in his comfy matching set of pajamas with tiny little cat icons on it. Considering you were kind of scared shitless, you greet him the best normal 'good morning' you could give.

He gives you a suspicious look but returned the greeting. Proceeding on his day, he picked up the coffee on the tray and placed the bread between his teeth before heading to the kitchen, you look at him making his meal, not gonna lie you were kind of staring.

Probably because you are.

Every time he would catch you staring you would immediately look away acting like you weren't. But every time he did catch you, he would smirk at your reaction, not bothering to ask what was wrong.

Oh only if he knew...

Too focused on Loki you didn't notice the door open and Nat stepping in. "Hey y/n you ready for training..." Nat's words slowed and dropped when she noticed the looks and situation this morning.