POV: Second Person
Ship: Loki x Y/n
Type: Fluff
TW: None
Synopsis: You go to a basketball game with Loki and the team when the kisscam does something unexpected.
Word count: 1356
{Vocabulary: f/t-Favorite team; t/c-Team color(s); f/p-favorite player}
A/N: This one's for basketball lovers. Of course, you can still read it if you're not, it's still cute and fluffy :)
Extra A/N: I thought I posted this like a whole month ago. I didn't post it here. It was in my drafts. Oopsies.
You stood in front of the mirror with Natasha and Wanda, adjusting your hair to make it more comfortable. It was game day for your favorite basketball team, the f/t, and you were going to see them in-person.
You wore the jersey of your favorite player, f/p. You, Natasha, and Wanda had done face paint in preparation for the game. You were all dressed in t/c, your team colors.
"Ready?" Thor asked from the doorway, and you and the girls nodded. After a quick glance-back at the mirror, you followed Wanda and Nat out the door, turning the lights out behind you.
You met up with the rest of the team in the living room, where you saw people exchanging cash. "Oh god, please tell me you guys aren't betting on the game." You say, rolling your eyes, and the team quickly put their money away. "Actually, we aren't betting on the game." Pietro says, snickering.
"Yeah, right." You reply with a sigh. "Well, we better get going if we don't want to be late." You announce, scanning the room, realizing your missing someone.
"Where's Loki?" You ask, and as if on cue, Loki walks into the room wearing a t/c shirt, ripped jeans, and a black leather jacket. "Here." He says, shooting you a small smile, causing you to blush a little. "No witch attire today, brother?" Thor says, smiling, causing Loki to send him a death glare. "Shut up, oaf."
You glance down at your watch and head towards the door, ignoring the siblings' banter. "Come on guys, time to go." You say, and the team follows you out the door.
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You and the team finally find your seats, settling into them. You decided to sit next to Loki, with Natasha and Wanda in the row behind you. The rest of the team were in line to get snacks.
"So, what is the point of this midgardian game again?" Loki asked, still not enthusiastic about being here. The only reason he agreed to come was because you were so enthusiastic about it.
"Well, there are two teams that are attempting to throw the ball into the hoop. They have to defend their goal as well, to prevent the other team from scoring." You explain, Loki half-listening. To be honest, he just liked the way your face lit up while talking about it.
Pietro comes down and sits next to Natasha, arms full of concessions. You reach back and grab a handful of popcorn from the box. "Hey!" He yells, scrunching his eyebrows at you. "Sharing is caring!" You say before stuffing the popcorn in your face."
Natasha and Wanda chuckle as Pietro has a mini-temper tantrum over the stolen popcorn, when the buzzer signals the start of the game, and you turn your head to look at the court, cheering when you see your favorite player.
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You cheer as you hear the buzz signaling the end of the first quarter. Your team was up by 22 points. Not a guaranteed win, but still pretty good.
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