Loki x Reader One-Shots

Dress Up

"You are such a cheater!" I shouted.

"You have no evidence." He was calm. We both knew he cheated but he was right, I couldn't prove it.

"I know that there is no way you could have beat me at that!"
"Well you did play with the god of mischief darling." He said and to be honest, I kind of wanted to punch him. I hated when he was right, our relationship might have been new but I should've known better than to play games with him. Especially with something on the line. It wasn't a big thing but something I seriously regretted now that he'd won.

For context, Tony was throwing a ball tonight after we'd defeated our most recent villain. Loki had joined the team a while ago after he and Thor explained what had happened to Asgard. Forgiven wasn't quite the right term but they'd agreed to leave his mistakes in the past. Bygones and all that. It took some time but then we started dating. While it was still new and we weren't sure where it would go we decided to keep it a secret. But, while he may be the god of mischief and lies, I was not. It was pretty easy for everyone at the tower to figure out what was happening, but they respected our wishes and kept it to themselves. After a little while, when things were going smoothly and Tony announced the party we figured, "what better way to announce that we're together?" But then I learned about the details of the party and that it was actually more of a gala, and now I wanted to stay home.

Anyway, to the point at hand, I was complaining to Nat about not wanting to go because I had nothing to wear. (Don't judge me, being an Avenger means more comfortable and versatile clothing. Less ball gowns, more leather jackets.) When Nat finally gave up, she left to get ready with Wanda, apparently sending my boyfriend in to try and convince me to go. When he saw that asking wasn't going to work, we made a deal. The deal was to play a quick game of hearts. If I won, we had to stay in and watch Supernatural all night. But, if he won, I had to go to the party, and he got to pick what I wore. I was the Avengers tower champion at hearts so I was pretty confident that I would win. Until I lost.

How did I lose?

Oh that's right. Because he freaking CHEATED and now I had to go to this stupid party and stand there awkwardly while random rich people get drunk under the guise of thanking us. It didn't help that I always felt out of place at those things. I wasn't the party going type of person, I much preferred small gatherings with close friends and family rather than lavish events that attract hundreds of people. There was something about those big events that always made me nervous, like all of those people were judging me somehow, like they thought they were better than me just because they had money. Not to mention, I was announcing that I was dating the man who once tried to take over the city. Some people still were not sold on him and I wasn't sure I was ready to face their scrutiny. And then there was the whole dress thing. Why did women have to wear such things anyway? What was the point? They're impractical, they're uncomfortable a lot of the time and when you're a big girl like me, there's only so many kinds to choose from. I'd hated shopping for dresses for as long as I could remember and I was not ready to do it right now, especially with Loki in charge.

There was no way that this was going to end well.

"Alright, fine. C'mon." I stood up from the table and made my way to my closet with him following close behind.

"Well this simply won't do." He said looking around. "Where's your formal wear?"

"I don't have any." He looked at me confused but before he could ask the question everyone else did, I cut him off. "Don't! I don't want to hear it."

He smiled slightly at that. "Fine" He snapped his fingers and under a cloud of green smoke, a series of different dresses appeared in my closet. "Try these."