Loki Laufeyson Fanfiction (Marvel)

Chapter 22

"Coming!"

He was right on time. Slipping on your heels, you paced to the door. Opening it, Tom stood in a lime green dress shirt and slacks. His long hair was combed back neatly. He was ogling at you as much as you were him.

"You look breathtaking (Y/N). Absolutely beautiful."

"So do you. H-Handsome I mean not beautiful. Not t-that you aren't beautiful or anything, you're gorgeous. I mean dashing and I'll just stop talking now. " He chuckled.

"I appreciate the flattery." he holds out a hand. "Shall we?"

"Yes." You take the outstretched hand, smiling.

He had the prince charming thing down pat, that was for sure.

The drive to the restaurant isn't long. It's a pretty fancy place too, Italian. Tom apparently has connections because you'd only made the plans two days ago and he's already gotten reservations. As you're being led to your table, you gaze at the set up. The pretty candle lights, neatly fixed tables. It's so romantic. Alice will be dying to hear about this.

"I hope this is to your liking, I've heard good things about this restaurant." He pulled out the chair, and you sat down with a smile.

"It's great, thank you." He takes his own seat. The waiter that approaches hands you menus to get started as he pours you both a glass of water.

"Please take your time to look over the menu, let me know if there's anything you need."

"Thank you." Tom speaks politely. He opens his own and you follow, looking down.

"I'm quite familiar with these dishes, so if there's anything you may prefer I can make a recommendation. "

You nod. Tom is a bit occupied with his menu, and you take a chance to sneak a glance at him. How could one man be so beautiful? He was putting you to shame. And what were the odds that the both of you ended up wearing the same color.

"See anything you like?" You nearly choked, and he looked up with that little smirk.

"S-Still looking." You cover.

"Play it cool, stop staring at him like a creep."

You couldn't help it.

"I don't mind if you stare, if I'm offered the same pardon that is." He places his menu down, now focused solely on you.

"You're way too good at this Tom." You're blushing like a teenager. He makes you feel like a child again. Losing composure like this isn't like you at all.

"Thank you." He grins and so do you.

"I'm ready to order." you state.

"So am I."

You wait patiently for assistance, both taken just by the company of each other.

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As the night goes on, you eat, and talk about the usual. Work, friends, family, interests.

"I'm a professor at Columbia University. "

"That's amazing, what do you teach?"

"Psychology. However, if it were possible I'd spend my days studying greek mythology."

"Oh?"

He smiles, a bashful one. "I'm sure you don't want to hear me drone on about my interests in silly mythical tales."

"No please, I'd really love to know more. Tell me?"

He leans slightly, and now you're completely invested.