Loki x yn What are you doing to me Loki ?

Letting off some steam

You wake up at last but you still don't feel great, your eye bags are still dark, in fact they look darker than before? you feel colder too, which once again, not a problem, but its noticeable. But other than that you feel a bit better.

JARVIS: 'Good afternoon Miss L/N, You've been asleep for a total of 26 hours, you're vitals are still not up to standard, should i inform Mr.Stark?'

Y/N: 'No thanks Jarvis, i'll go talk to him later , thanks tho'

JARVIS:' Of course miss L/N'

You have a quick shower to get rid of the smell of marinating in bed and decide you need to move around a bit, maybe use that gym? lets see ...what day is it... Saturday and its 3:00, no one will be there, great plan. Steve runs outside and Bucky tends to follow, Nats probably resting, Tony.... in the gym??? you're funny... and Thor doesn't use the gyms on earth because he's probably too good for human equipment. 

Screw it, just punch some bags and you'll be fine. You change into black gym shark leggings that look so great on your legs and makes your ass look nicely round and curved, followed by a long black sleeved gym top. Quite the colour palate today. You tie your hair into a ponytail and grab your AirPods and phone. Whilst putting your socks and shoes on, you wonder if going is actually a good idea?? yes you haven't moved and exercise would be good, but what if you become weak and faint again? or you get into the zone and use your powers....... Stop worrying y/n its only the gym, you got this.

You walk out the door and head towards the lift, quickly. Just to avoid questions and concerns, at least you're awake and moving, that's more than yesterday.... progress?

The doors shut and the lift goes down towards the training floor. Why did Tony feel the need to have everything in a tower? You suggested getting a Starbucks on a floor as a joke and he started to consider renovations. You had to tell him you were joking and didn't actually want it. The fact he was willing to quickly do something for you was very cute. 

The doors open and the floor looks empty, amazing!

You shut the world out, once those AirPods are in nothing else can be heard. 'I'm only joking'- The Kongos was a song that was loud and would get you in the mood to move. The volume was up to the max, maybe it was a bit much since your phone sent you a warning, and as always you ignored it.

You begin to slowly warm up, just some small stretches will do, you're not going nuts today. You go to the weights and decide to lift some stuff. Deadlifts are always fun. Warm up weight first, 220kg should do it. You're getting your stuff ready but you don't notice a pair of eyes on you.

He watches you, but doesn't make himself seen, infact he makes sure you can't see him, he wants to see what you can do. Like a Lion stalking his prey, he watches, quietly.

3 reps of 10, too easy. Lets make it heavier. Instead of you walking all the way across the room to grab the weights you need, you decide to use your powers, just this once. 4 plates of 25kg drift into the air and make their way to your side. They make their way onto the bar, and yet again you lift. 320kg seems fine..... right? Why gradually work your way up, just see how much you can handle even though you aren't as strong at the moment.

You lift it with ease. This would all feel really good if you weren't so ill but you can't help that. After some reps you get bored and decide to use the punching bags. Your powers take care of the weights and bar by putting them in their correct position. it's too much effort to do it manually. Plus it does't take too much effort. You wonder if one day your powers won't weaken you, maybe thats something to work on one day. Maybe the more you use them the less draining it'll be.

Those piercing eyes watch you with shock and confusion. Dare he thinks, slightly impressive. Not just the powers, but the strength you have. Wow, what a strong woman you are. What else are you hiding? He quietly follows you making sure he's nowhere in sight, wouldn't want to disrupt you, and by God he wanted to see what you're capable of.

As you walk to the punching bag your song ends and 'Hayloft II' comes on, another song that makes you feel so alive, but so angry?? why?

Boxing gloves? don't need them. In a real world fight you wouldn't have time to put gloves on so why do it in training? As the music kicks in you hit the bag, over and over and over again. Using the skills you've learnt growing up punching seems so natural. Not your forte but it did feel good to blow off some steam. 

You're not an aggressive person, you don't often want to use your strength against people but rather to help them. You're background might have had an impact on this mindset. You had to do a lot of things you didn't want to. So. many people got hurt because of you

Y/N'S mind: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*Why did i do that? Why did i do what he told me? i should have just fought him so he couldn't make me hurt anyone ever again..but i didn't.... i hurt hundreds.... maybe even thousands all because i was too scared if i didn't do as he pleased.... god i am awful, it's my fault, no one should have got hurt, i've taken so many people's lives... who am i to be able to do that?? I remember the faces of them ... the screaming, the pleading. Always telling me they've got kids at home waiting for them, and i killed them with no mercy. How long did those children have to wait for someone to comfort them? What was the last thing their parents said to them before they never returned home?*

The more you thought, the harder you punched and kicked and let all hell loose on this poor punching bag. Thought after thought, flashback after flashback, it didn't stop and neither did you. Your swings intensify as you become angry. All the emotions rise to the surface, you were mad at yourself more than anything. Pretend you are the bag, you deserve the hits you're throwing at it. Eventually you ware the bag out and after a few powerful jabs the bag travels across the room hitting the wall. It was now split in two.... fuck

Looking down you see your bruised and swollen knuckles with hints of blood seeping through. You calm your breathing down. Every word that travelled through your mind at 100 miles an hour took a tole on you and you realised you had a brief panic attack during boxing. Calm down Y/N.... breathe, he isn't here anymore.

Loki watches aghast at what he just witnessed. Is she okay? what was she thinking about? He doesn't dare move incase you see him. He is a selfish man, but he pities you as he knows that outbursts of rage do not come with pleasant memories. He wants to try and talk too this midguardian..... it looks like they have something in common. But now is not the place nor time. Maybe he'll just watch for a bit longer, learn more about you. He doesn't mind, you are quite a sight. The all black gym clothing hugs you very nicely, and that dark brown hair looks soft, it makes your skin stand out, how clear and bright your face is. What an attractive human. His eyes are fixed on you.... all of you.

You stare at the bag once you're breathing returns to its normal pattern. *Fuck, Steve is gonna be pissed, its fine he won't know it was me, he won't believe i was in the gym anyway* You scan the room and see that some of the weights are not how they are usually organised. Every night the equipment is put exactly back to where it originally goes, but someone has been here, but who? It's a Saturday no one goes into this gym on a Saturday. You didn't want to stick around long enough to find out, they might still be here... it is a big gym.

Grabbing your phone off the ground you walk quickly to the lift, making sure to scan the room incase you missed someone but you're safe .... ( you think) 

Loki's eyes were glued to you all the way until you left, wow, you are something else, but who are you? whats your story midguardian?