Monsters (Loki x Reader)

8. Other Powers

- Y/N POV -

"What do you mean 'other powers'?" Loki asks, I stared at the dark-skinned man before me and tilted my head in confusion.

"You were only aware of your shape-shifting powers because you didn't know about your glitching powers," Fury answers, my eyes narrow.

"'Glitching powers'? That sounds like the weirdest thing I've heard about in years! Why didn't I know about them? How much of the team knew?" I demand, my demeanour completely changed since this morning.

"The whole team knows and we had Wanda make you forget," Fury answers honestly, I scoff before stomping out of Fury's office, Loki hot on my tail. Things are falling, breaking, or shattering as we walk by, and people giving me weird and/or worried looks. I'm never angry so this is new to them.

When Loki and I make it back to the tower, I sigh before asking him if he knew but he insists he didn't. How do you know he's not lying? Fury did it, and Wanda too, the rest of the team... Loki could be on their side. Am I even a part of the Avengers anymore?

"How do I know you're not lying?" I demand although I'm not the scariest person on the planet, nobody has seen me this angry, annoyed? Yes. But down-right furious? No.

"You don't, but have I given you any reason that shows you that I might be?" He asks logically, I shake my head before growling and 'glitching' to my room.

I throw my pillows off my bed, pulling the blanket off as well before working on my neat desk, grabbing the middle of my lamp and chucking it onto the ground, the glass that I was holding shattered. I pull my shelf forwards, the stuffies I have fall, and my lava lamp smashes into pieces. When my work is finished, acids are spreading on the floor, ripped stuffies, broken pencils/markers, crumpled papers with the teams' faces, and blankets filled with tares.

But my door is locked, and none of the team could have stopped me, not like they would even if their lives depended on it.

As I lay in my bed, my head resting on my right arm as I stare out my window. My tears stained my face, some still spilling down my face. The sun is starting to set, the sky is slowly starting to change colours. Letting my eyes close, I take a deep breath.

I hear light scratching on my door, I sniffle before turning around to face my door. I hear the door slowly creak open and light footsteps can be heard, walking closer to me. The door closes and the bed shifts lightly, something soft cuddles into my arms. I open an eye and see a black furball snuggled in my arms, I pull it closer and hum in contentment.

"You're soft," I mutter into its fur, and it purrs in response. I smile into its fur, "Are you a boy or girl?"

"Meow," It says, I chuckle.

"Boy?" It licks my hand making me giggle.

"Thanks," I whisper before falling into a deep sleep.

- LOKI POV -

Any time, love.