Here we go again!
Originally I had this file saved as a draft, like something for me just to write my ideas down, and maybe publish them when I feel like it. At the time I'm writing this note there are 25 story ideas saved as drafts, 6 of them are...
I typed away at my computer, bouncing my leg as I antsily wrote up the report of my last mission, my music doing its best to degrade what little is left of my ear drum. I barely hear someone knock between songs "Come in!" I yell but don't stop doing anything. Thor steps in and nudged his head at me "You're not done with your report yet?" I sighed "No, for the fiftieth time, these take a long time, even longer when you were petrified," I said, rolling my shoulder. Thor smiles cheekily, poking his fingers together "Have I mentioned I was sorry?" he asked, I shook my head "Again, its fine, you can make it up to me by not letting it happen again," I said.
He nodded, shooting a sideways thumbs up at me "Can do!" he exclaimed before clapping his hands "But I've got a question for you" he said. I hum in a questioning tone and continue typing, apparently he wanted my attention, he closed the laptop on my fingers "Loki" he said. I slouch my shoulders and shrug "What about him?" I asked, Thor shifted his hand from side to side "Thoughts on him?" he asked. I slide my hands out to cross my arms over my broad chest "He's a strong fighter, an even stronger magician" I scoffed "How he didn't take us over in New York is beyond me" I said. He nodded, "Excellent, and him as a person?" I flushed, looking to the side "Loki's surprisingly sweet, once we could break him from Thanos' hold. Sarcastic, funny, confident. When we talk I walk away with a smile... My kinda guy" I teased, opening my laptop.
I tried to continue but Thor closed the laptop, harder this time, then took it "Your kind of man in what way?" he asked, I was growing irritated at the questioning. I held out my hands "Thor, what the hell?" he held up a hand "Just answer the question and I'll be out of your way" he said. I sighed, holding up my hand "The kind of guy I'd probably date and let break my heart-- If he were gay" I said. Thor grinned widely and nodded, sliding my laptop back "I thought so" he said, I opened my computer and stared him down "Why?" I asked. He waved his hand "Just getting ideas, making sure that he's well-liked here" he insisted though how quickly he exited the room tells me differently "Just get to the hangar! I busted my ass to get you those codes you two better not miss the rendezvous! I'll have your ass!" I exclaimed.
He said nothing back so I continued typing, 'The hell is up with that guy?' I thought, finishing up my mission statement. Why ask about his brother? I shrugged it off, Thor was oddly defensive after learning about Loki's torture, I think part of him felt responsible for it. Hearing a hand on my bedroom door I look up "Thor, get your ass-Oh, hey Loki" I said kindly then glanced at the clock as they stood in the doorway staring at me "Hello, Quinn" he said cooly. I cross my legs to hide what my name on his tongue does to me "Did you need something? You and Thor need to leave soon remember?" I asked. He's in his armor, he's at least ready to go but he's staring me down hard, like a million thoughts were zooming around in his head but he couldn't focus on one. I look over my glasses at him waiting patiently for some form of response when he clears his throat "You look like an old crow with those glasses" he murmurs before shutting my bedroom door hard.
"The fuck?!"
I stared at the door for a minute before shrugging my whole body in annoyance "What the hell is going on with the Asgardians..." I trailed. I was just sort of annoyed now, but my paperwork was almost done and they were out of my hair until late tonight anyway.
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