"Lord have mercy my top just fucking broke." you panicked, face heating with worry. "Someone get me a sewing kit!!"
Dancers scrambled around the dressing room, fixing makeup, running to stage and getting their costumes. The chaos before a performance was always exhilarating. This time was no different. Yes, you were panicking, but soon it would all melt away as soon as-
"Here!" Amanda handed you a kit.
"Thank you so much!!" You shouted after her, before snatching out needle and thread.
This show was way different than others. It was no ordinary opening night. This was the first time in years that Loki would actually be in the audience. This time was also the first show with him being your boyfriend. You were nervous out of your mind. Nothing had really changed, though... right?
"Yeah. Just like before...." you told yourself, looking in the mirror. Someone was smirking behind you.
"They're going to throw your ass in the psych ward. You talk to yourself too much." Alej grinned. "Fixed it?"
You tugged at the strap of your top. "Solid." you skipped to the changing room and pulled it on.
....... You moved onto stage, hitting each move precisely. David made a face from the wings before coming out on stage. You lifted your head high, eyes locking in your dad's reserved booth. You met eyes with Loki, and felt your stomach flip. You kept eye contact through the dip David pulled you into. Loki leaned forward, putting his chin on his fist. You fought the urge to smirk. He knew what you were saying. This was for him.
As you leaned back into David's chest, you saw your dad glance to Loki, and you quickly looked away. You locked eyes with Wanda, who was smirking. You then looked at a random person. A young girl in a puffy dress.
You could still feel his eyes on you. It wasn't just the stage lights making you hot. Alej was in the wings, watching your every move. He would definitely be asking about the staring contest you had. What you were even more worried about was what would go down after the show. Either Loki would keep it together until you got to the tower, or he wouldn't. You really hoped Tony hadn't caught on because of that stare.
Through the rest of the dance, you kept looking at him, every time David would touch you, pull you close or lift you high. David was the one getting Loki's jealous glare. You felt bad, he was definitely noticing it. He was in no way interested in you. He was, in fact, married, and his wife was very pregnant.
The look in Loki's eyes was going from flirty to something entirely different. When you exited stage, you were fighting to not look like a stoplight. When you got to the dressing room, you plopped into your seat, face in your hands. You laughed, shaking your head. No one had ever made you feel like this with a simple stare.
..........
You pulled on your coat, grabbing your duffel and leaving the changing room.
"S. I. M. P. Someone please come rescue me!" Alej taunted, walking to your side. "Who was it?"
"No one, I don't know what you're talking about..."
"Liar." he said, spinning his keys around his finger. "I expect a detailed text about your night!" he called, running to his car before you could throw snow at him.
You flipped him off, then quickly put you hand down, forgetting you were still in costume under your coat. You checked for anyone who could have seen them sighed.
"No obscene gestures in costume, the number one rule...." you turned, seeing your dad rolling up in a sports car with the others. Loki, however was missing.
"Don't tell anyone." you joked, sliding into the passengers seat. "Where's Loki?"
"Oh, after your eye sex he had to go." Clint said with disgust.
"Whoa! There was no eye sex!" you held up your hands.
"There had better not be..." you saw Tony's eyes alight with a murderous flame.
...........
You tossed your bag onto the bed, sighing out. It was then you became aware of the person in your room.
"Did you like the show?" you asked, sitting at your vanity and beginning to take out your hair.
Loki stood behind you, placing his hands on the back of your chair. "It was good." he bent down, meeting your eyes through the mirror. You slowly took out your bobby pins, looking away with a blush. He pushed your chin, making you face him, then kissed the fuck out of you.
You swore for a moment you saw stars as his hand moved to the back of your neck. He pulled your hair out of its bun, and you failed at keeping quiet. A light moan escaped your lips, the only sound in the empty room. Loki chuckled, dipping you back. He kissed down your jaw and to your neck, letting your hands weave through his hair.
"Yo, loser, we're watching A Christmas Story!!!" Peter shouted from outside your room.
"I'll be down soon!" you called, voice cracking.
..........
This is all I'll give you, shitty midnight memes
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