Y/n L/n, class 5 mutant, is recruited by the Avengers to be their first line interrogative. Asgard is destroyed, leaving King Thor to help his people seek refuge on Earth. The God of mischief himself is to live with the avengers, the people that won...
Waking up in the morning, I found myself having a mild headache from all the time I spent awake at night yesterday. Why was I awake? Well, Y/n just told me she loved me. she loves me.
Why?
'Why' was all I could think about. I couldn't process anything. Maybe I did love her too. We've been together for almost a year. I've always liked her. She's the best thing that's happened to me since I got to earth from Sakaar.
Maybe I could have told her I love her too. But my stupid mouth couldn't push the words through, leaving me to say whatever nonsense was coming out. When I awoke from all the shaking, I saw Nat pulling away Y/n to go get pepper ready for the wedding, which meant I won't see Y/n until after the ceremony. I wasn't sure if Tony needed my help since we aren't the best of friends, but we're kind of ok.
I lay in bed, till it was time to get dressed, practising saying the three words. Three stupid words. Three mocking words. Three words.
I. Love. You.
I made a plan. We were going to have the ceremony in the morning, a press conference in the afternoon, and a reception at night. The reception was inside the castle, ballroom the main hall. I decided that after the reception, I could tell her. Maybe in one of the turrets.
Hours passed as I waited for Pepper to enter the hall, Tony waiting at the altar. She walked in, dress flowing from the hips to the ground, flowers laced neatly into her entwined fingers. It took me a lot of willpower to stop myself from leaping from the seats to kiss her.
(you're wearing one of these, Wanda, nat and u are bridesmaids)
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Maybe I should tell her. She said she loves me right?
Well, the day went by painfully slow, photographic camera lenses flashing irritatingly bright light at us during the press conference. By the time reception had rolled around, I was sort of exhausted. I went around looking for her when I met Maura and Eric roaming around the turrets.
"Have you guys seen Y/n?" I asked, my voice sounding tired and weak.
"Not really. Why?" Maura questioned me.
"I need to tell her something," I said, my sentence more aggressive than required.
"If we see her we'll tell you," Eric interjected before the situation got out of hand, walking in front of me and Maura.
Walking away, I heard them whisper something to themselves but I had chosen to ignore it.
I had decided to get some cupcakes for her, because I knew she'd be really hungry. So grabbing two cupcakes, one chocolate -as Y/n likes chocolate- and the other strawberry, I rushed around the dance floor, practically pushing away all the slow dancers away from their partners.
I had almost knocked out Peter and his girlfriend Michelle Jones, who liked to be called MJ, and Steve and Bucky. Suddenly, I feel a tap on my left shoulder. Swinging around to see who it was, my irritated and tired expression turned to one which was happy and excited.
Y/n.
"Hi!" she giggled.
"Hey, Um, I need to tell you something," I stuttered nervously.
"Yeah sure, what is it?"
"I want to tell you privately, please," I spoke, sounding more like I'm going to scold her. I hand over the chocolate cupcake to her as she smiles and nods her head.
"Can I have the strawberry?" She asked. At first, I was a bit confused, why did she want the strawberry? she always likes chocolate. Maybe she just wants to try something new? I gave it to her anyway and watched her eat it with intent, both of us chuckling lightly as we ascend a tower.
"So? What did you want to tell me?" She asked with a slightly worried face. I closed my eyes and started to say it.
"I thought about last night, a lot actually, and I have come up to the conclusion that you make me so happy, so loved and safe, so protected and accepted, you make me have all these butterflies in my chest when you smile, when you laugh, my day becomes better, when you're with me, I feel whole. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you sooner but, Y/n, I love you."
My confession came out mostly with stutters and hitches in my throat, but I hope it was enough for her, because when I was done. All I could see was the way she was looking at me, fear and a gaze that I couldn't quite decipher.
"I'm sorry," she said, just before shapeshifting into Maura. "I thought you were going to ask her to dance," She sniffed. Anger, confusion, regret and so many other emotions passed through my head. All having one thing in common, where's my Y/n and kill Maura.
"What is wrong with you," I hissed through gritted teeth, "Where is she? Where's my Y/n?" I picked her up by the neck, choking her.
"Dude, she left some time ago, Fury had called to meet her," Maura struggled to breathe, "She left in some black cars."
"But I found Nick Fury here, he's at the dessert cart," I pondered," Tell me where they took her!" I yelled, tears now forming in my eyes from thinking of the endless horrible possibilities that could occur.
"Loki, I don't know where they took her, but one of them had a suit on with an octopus logo," she coughed as I dropped her to the floor, frantically rushing out the door to find Stark.
"Hey reindeer games, where's your girlfriend?" Tony spoke, downing some type of liquor.
"Stark, I think Y/n's been kidnapped, Maura said she'd got into a car with a man wearing an octopus logo, and if I am correct, I believe that S.H.I.E.L.D. has an eagle logo. Where is she and who are they?" I rambled on, talking probably too fast to be understood
"Happy? get me intel on the guests, and see if you can find Y/n, ok?" Tony nods reassuringly after tapping on his phone.
"Don't worry Loki," Steve says from behind me.
Norns how I wish this was all a dream. That Y/n was just laying with me in bed right now. My heart is racing so fast, my chest compressions are much longer than I can breathe. There's some sort of lump in my throat. I also feel my eyes get very glossy with tears, and I'm struggling to breathe. I think I started to shake, because when Steve asked me if I was ok, I collapsed.
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