4. Team's Out

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- Y/N POV -

When the team left, Loki pulled me towards the couch and grabbed both our books then sat down on the couch. Then he set me down on his lap, he gave me my book while grabbing his in his other hand.

"Let's get back to reading," Loki whispered in my ear, I shivered at his cold breath against my warm neck. He chuckled, I opened my book from I left off and started to read. I felt Loki's breath on my neck as he started to read.

2 HOURS LATER

I closed my book with a big sigh, and looked up at the clock, 9:45 pm. I got up from my spot on Loki's lap and started to walk towards the elevator.

"Where are you going?" Loki asked, getting up from the couch and turning towards me. I turned to face him and answered his question.

"Back to my room, I need to sleep," I told him.

"But aren't you supposed to keep an eye on me?" He asked while walking towards me, I shrugged my shoulders. And started to walk back to him.

"Alright, I'll stay but I'm tired," I said as I walked towards him and watched as he sat back down, he motioned his hand towards himself. Signalling to me to come closer, so I did, I sat down beside him and he put his arm around me. Pulling me closer, resting my head on his lap with a smile on his face and his book in his other hand.

"Now, you can rest, pet," Loki whispered in my ear, I smiled up at him. I closed my eyes, then heard Loki start to read his book.

"The sky is dark and the hills are white

As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night,

And this is the song the storm-king sings,

As over the world his cloak he flings:

'Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;'

He rustles his wings and gruffly sings:

'Sleep, little one, sleep.'

On yonder mountain-side a vine

Clings at the foot of a mother pine;

The tree bends over the trembling thing,

And only the vine can hear her sing:

'Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;'

What shall you fear when I am here?

Sleep, little one, sleep."

The king may sing in his bitter flight,

The tree may croon to the vine to-night,

But the little snowflake at my breast

Liketh the song I sing the best,--

Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;

Weary thou art, anext my heart

Sleep, little one, sleep."

I heard Loki, say before sleep consumed me completely.

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