I go all out for dinner later that afternoon, knowing that Loki will be able to smell it cooking from all the way upstairs, but the jokes on him because I'm not taking him any.
Although I'm still confused as to how he somehow knows about my beauty mark, but he must be lying about seeing me naked before. Or is he?
"Wow, that smells incredible" Steve compliments my cooking when he comes into the kitchen.
"Thanks. I've been reading some of Pepper's cookbooks. Tony doesn't exactly seem like the chef type, so I'm guessing they must be hers".
"Listen, I want to to apologise again for leaving the way that I did the last time I was here".
"Honestly, I get it. You had a lot going on".
"I didn't get the chance to explain what that phone call was about the day I left".
"Oh?"
"The woman I told you about, Peggy, she passed away".
"Steve, I'm so sorry".
"After her funeral things just got worse for the team. My best friend was framed for a terrorist attack and it tore the team apart".
"I wish I could've been there to help".
I still instinctively put Loki some food on a plate and place it to one side before Steve and I eat dinner together.
It gets pretty late while we sit alone drinking one of Tony's expensive bottles of wine, which doesn't affect Steve at all.
"Goodnight, Steve" I see him heading upstairs when I'm taking the plates and glasses into the kitchen.
"You sure you don't need my help?"
"No, I'm good. Just take the same bedroom as last time, okay?" I tell him that because it's the furthest away from Loki's.
"You hiding another guy in here?" he jokes.
"Haha" I roll my eyes.
Once I've reheated it, I head upstairs with Loki's food, realising that it was kind of cruel of me to starve him out of spite. I knock gently on his door and walk in, finding him sat on his bed reading.
"Sorry it's late. I couldn't tear myself away".
"You have been drinking?" he notices.
"Well I'm a couple of centuries old, so I think I'm old enough to drink a glass of wine with dinner. Here I brought you some too, grumpy".
I show him the glass that I'd poured for him.
"Thank you" he replies coldly, taking it from me after standing up.
I go to my room to get changed for bed, now wearing a long black vest with shorts underneath and finally letting my hair down after having it up in a ponytail all day.
I head back to Loki's room and walk in to collect his things so I can wash them before I go to bed, but none of its there and neither is he.
"Shit!"
I run downstairs into the kitchen and find him there loading up the dishwasher himself, much to my shock and surprise.
"What the hell are you doing!?" I half yell, half whisper at him, not wanting to risk waking up Steve.
"Ashamed of me?" he smirks, not even attempting to lower his voice.
"Seriously, you have to get back to your room".
"What will you do if I refuse, little witch?"
"Stop being so damn difficult and get your ass upstairs!"
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Krystal
Fanfiction(ON HOLD) Krystal is a powerful and vengeful Midgardian witch that has been in search of another for 50 years ever since the day she was cruelly cursed. After she discovers the witch has been apprehended by the Avengers themselves and taken to Asgar...
