After an extremely long and annoyingly silent walk, we finally arrived at my quinjet. Breathing heavily, I opened the cargo door and made my way begrudgingly up to the pilot's seat.
"Finally!" Loki grumbled under his breath. I rolled my eyes angrily and spun to snap at him, " Well excuse me, your highness, if I was too busy getting the feeling back in my legs and couldn't walk fast enough. Not like you could've gone much faster yourself." I grumbled the last bit under my breath, gladly taking a shot at his obvious terrible physical situation. He glared down at me with an expression of shock and irritation, the clear frustration seeming to his eyes glow with overbearing dominance.
I took a step back. True, he was injured badly. But a man of his size could likely still win a hand to hand fight in the current closed quarters setting.
He shook his head, "I have not the energy for your ridiculous back talking manner, girl." he thrust a weak gesture at the pilot's seat and growled. "Drive."
"Alright pretty boy, where am I going?" I asked, trying and failing to not sound too sarcastic. "You know this land better than I myself do. Take me somewhere isolated, somewhere we can't be found." He said plainly, sitting down in the co-pilot seat. I shuddered at his use of 'we'. The weight of my current situation settled itself upon my shoulders in a wave of fear and anxiety.
"Fine," I grunted. I shut the cargo door and slid into the driver's seat, slipping on the headphones and flipping the switches to start up the jet.
(Loki's pov)
My whole body felt bruised. My eyes stung and my skull pounded with every slight movement. Thanos' presence in my mind may be gone, but the aura of oppression hung heavy in my thoughts. I was certain that horrid green creature had broken my nose, and several ribs; I could feel them healing slowly underneath my skin. The human I'd captured was headstrong, not at all as submissive as I would've preferred, and absolutely infuriating. Her (y/h/c) hair was loose in its tie and several stray stands had found their way to framing her cheekbones. I observed her silently from the corner of my eyes for some time before scolding myself and turning my mine elsewhere. 'She could be walking you into a trap.'
My thoughts wandered dangerously towards simply killing her once we landed. 'Like that will solve anything.'
I groaned silently a sighed. That was definitely not a good plan.
After an eternity of thinking I decided I need to convince her not to run away and/or try to kill me the second we landed. Getting humans to trust was painfully easy, it was almost laughable.
(Y/N)'s pov
The first half of the ride was silent, he had made me disable the GPS and communications so there was not going to be any help from S.H.I.E.L.D.
Out of nowhere he shifted in his seat to face me, "What is your name?" It sounded a lot more like a command than a question.
"You first." I shot back.
His eyes widened a little and he grumbled, "What?"
"You want my name? Tell me yours."
He scoffed, "You don't know?"
"I'm no all informed Avenger. All I know is you were the one to almost crash the helicarrier."
His demeanor calmed slightly as he nodded. "I see. My name is Loki."
I smirked and shot him a glance, "You're Thor's brother?"
Irritation filled his features as his back stiffened.
"Adopted." he snapped.
"Well that hit a nerve," I mumbled. When he continued on in passive-aggressive silence I complied. "My name is Agent (L/N), Agent (y/f/n)"
His condescending manner quickly returned, "So tell me (Y/N), why do you fight me?"
I shrugged, "Because you're a threat, a danger to the human race."
He shook his head, "Ah, but you've got it all wrong. I've come to rule the earth, not destroy it."
"And yet you kill innocent people." I glared at him, "You want to rule us but we do not want to be ruled."
He smirked, "And so you fight against a foe you cannot possibly beat, and people get killed. Don't you see, if you had simply complied then there would have been no reason for this little war."
I rolled my eyes, "Either way, your army would have come. And we don't need you to lead us."
"You murder each other in droves day by day, is that what you call peace!?"
I clenched my jaw, he was right, we don't have peace. 'No, no I am not going to do this. He's playing his cards, trying to get me to side with him.'
I decided to simply not answer, and the rest of the flight went without a sound.
We finally landed after the excruciatingly long and silent trip, I had flown us to an old abandoned safe house of mine in the woods of Canada. "Fine choice my pet. Shall we?" Loki said smoothly. He was toying with me happily.
I ground my teeth angrily, "Do NOT call me that!"
I made my way out of the jet rapidly. He followed closely and reached out, snatching my wrist, "Why ever not? You are indeed much like a pet, no?"
"No!" I hissed, ripping my arm from his grip and storming off.
"Come now my love, you mustn't be so harsh."
He smiled as he followed me into the forest, "You need to lighten up."
I swung around, causing him to stop abruptly, "Lighten up!? LIGHTEN UP!? I'm in the middle of nowhere, being held by psychopath from another world. And being forced to help said psychopath stay hidden. And your telling me to freaking LIGHTEN U-"
He cut me off as he lunged forward and pressed his lips to mine, my eyes widened as I sank into the kiss pressing back passionately. 'Wait! What am I doing!?' My mind snapped me back into reality as I shoved him off of me angrily. I backed away slowly as I felt my cheeks heat up, 'What just happened!?' My mind raced as he stood there, a wicked smirk on his tender lips.
