Hello, Darling. (Loki Imagines/One-shots)

Your Stupid Face

POV: Second

Ship: Loki x Reader

Type: Angst and Fluff

Wordcount: 2,771 (Including lyrics)

Song: "Your Stupid Face" by Kaden MacKay

TW: Miscommunication/Misdirected feelings/Loki being kind of an ass but it gets sorted out.

Synopsis: Loki really hates your stupid face. Well, maybe not as much as he thinks.

A/N: Woah that's crazy, I'm finally posting something I actually finished?! Also the lyrics are incorporated as just text, dialogue, or maybe internal thoughts.

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Your laughter filled the room, and the other Avengers couldn't help but join in. You had been living with the Avengers for several months now, and nobody could resist your charisma.

Well, except for Loki. At least, that's what he told himself.

For some reason, he couldn't stand your face. At first, he didn't mind being around you. He laughed at your jokes, and even got to know you as a person.

However, after a couple of months, he started to develop feelings that made him feel exposed and vulnerable. And, uncomfortable with these feelings, he started to convince himself that he despised everything about you. He especially hated your stupid face.

He didn't hide these feelings from you, and so the two of you quickly grew apart. You had become accustomed to his daily quips.

Despite him making his feelings known, his internal feelings about you were much worse. At least he didn't spit the lies in your face.

I just really hate your face

Though I know that won't surprise you

But, to me, your skin is one giant wart

And your laugh's one big snort

And you stink, so in short

I despise you

The worst part was, all of it was a lie. He was lying to himself to attempt to stop his feelings from spiraling out of control. Unfortunately, unbeknownst to him, he was making the situation worse as his thoughts continued.

One day, Loki was having a peaceful cup of tea in the kitchen when you and your stupid face walked in. He scowled, and you noticed, frowning.

"Dude, what is your problem with me?" You said, clearly pissed. This had been going on for some time, yet you still had no explanation as to why Loki was so cold towards you.

Loki rolled his eyes, ignoring you. You scoffed, slamming the fridge. "Are you seriously that much of a prick to just hate me, not giving me any reason, and when I ask you about it you ignore me?"

"Yes." Loki replied, and you clenched your jaw as you resisted the urge to chuck the glass jar of jam at his head.

You grabbed some bread to make your toast, glaring at him the entire time. "Fine. Be that way." You said, sitting at the opposite side of the counter from where he was seated.

Natasha walked in, noting the tension as she smiled and ruffled your hair. "Do you want to go swimming with me and Wanda?" She asked you, and you happily nodded.