The Country Club

Elevator

ou spent the remainder of the spa day staying very far away from Loki. He was out of sight but unfortunately not out of mind. You decided you'd simply avoid him for the remainder of this trip and then go home and back to normal life. The fact that he didn't approach you after getting out of the mud was evidence that he was hopefully going to leave you alone too, it was for the best. You were happy he had finally got the message or at least you thought you should have been. As you sat down, sipping on an iced tea, you saw Bucky taking to Darcy. You tried to fight the surge of jealousy and annoyance you felt but you couldn't force Bucky to not talk to her plus they weren't standing too close so at least that was something. Enough of watching them, you stood up, tightening your new mudless robe before making your way towards the elevator to head back to your room.

Entering the elevator, you were surprised to see the doors opening again before none other than Loki entered. You huffed as you pressed the button to your floor, staying at the opposite side in the hopes that he wouldn't speak to you.

"That hurt." He spoke, probably referring to his scrape with mud.

"Argh, you're still alive." You replied causing him to roll his eyes. Typical. "You could have waited for the next elevator or taken the stairs or even better, not have come."

"And missed my brother and his wife's opening?" He quipped, knitting is brows as he looked at you.

"Well it's not like you're new to being a let down that abandons people when they need you." You scorned.

"You didn't need me." He answered, further pissing you off. Instead of replying, you remained silent waiting for the elevator to take you to your floor. The elevator felt as if it had stopped so you pressed the button to your floor again.

"For fuck sake, why is it taking so long." You complained, pressing the button again.

"Well that isn't going to solve anything."

"Shut up Loki." You said before the elevator made a strange noise before the lights flickered. "Oh gosh." You gasped.

"I think we're stuck." Loki concluded, pressing the emergency call button whilst simultaneously shouting we're stuck. Meanwhile, you were trying to keep your breathing even as you stood with your back firmly against the wall. Looking at you, Loki could tell that you were on the verge of a panic attack. Ending his hollering, he made his way to you. "Y/n, calm down." He spoke softly.

"Calm down? You know I'm claustrophobic Loki." You whined, still trying to breathe.

"Try to relax."

"Loki get me out of here!"

With one arm still around you, Loki stretched his other arm out, continuing to press the emergency call button.

"No one's answering." He groaned.

"Use your phone." You suggested, panicking even more.

"I don't have it with me." He answered. Of course not. You continued trying to take deep breaths knowing that a panic attack was the last thing that would better this situation.

"Why why would this have to happen?" You spoke frantically.

"Y/n, turn around and place your hands against the wall." Loki suggested. Shaking your head, you slid down the wall, resting your head in your knees as you tried to not cry. "Okay, we're sitting down." He thought aloud before sitting down with you. "Breathe with me y/n." He spoke softly, inhaling and exhaling as you looked up at him remembering the time he last comforted you during a panic attack. How he always used to comfort you. Your lip began to tremble.

"Why Loki?" You began to sob, repeating the question you asked yesterday "what did I ever do to you for you to hurt me so bad. All I ever did was love you. I love you." By the time you finished getting your words out, you were fully crying as Loki cradled your head to his chest.

"Shh, shh." He cooed, stroking your hair "I'm sorry."

"Y-you could have at least called. Texted. I was worried sick. All I did was cry. I cried so much Loki." You sniffled, looking up at him with tear stained cheeks.

"I'm sorry." He said again, putting his hands on your cheeks, wiping the tears with his thumbs.

"I thought I had finished shedding tears for you but my heart is breaking again." You wept.

"I just—I didn't know what to say or do or—"

"So you left with no warning because you didn't know how to tell me you didn't love me?"

"No never that." He assured, moving head head closer to yours.

"Then what?" You asked, moving closer to him too.

"I was scared." He murmured, gaze quickly dipping to your lips.

"Scared?"

"I loved you, I did but I knew I'd eventually ruin it." He admitted, focusing on your lips as he spoke, moving closer almost closing the gap "I thought it would save you further heartbreak if I left." He spoke, practically against your lips causing more tears to spill. "Don't cry." He soothed, kissing the tears off of your cheeks.

"That's not fair, you don't get to decide my life."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry." He apologised again before finally pecking you on the lips. You kissed him back lightly before quickly pulling away when you heard the lift moving again. You stood to your feet, wiping your face as the doors opened. Once they were open wide enough for you to leave, you quickly bolted out, not sparing a glance at Loki.

"What's wrong doll?" Bucky asked, standing outside your room as he looked at you rushing towards him, not missing Loki in the elevator behind you. Unlocking your door, you pushed him inside before pulling him into a kiss.

"Nothing, just kiss me." You replied before kissing him again.