I must learn to concentrate.
I must learn to concentrate.
I must learn to concentrate.
I must learn to concen- Very green.
Damn. She couldn't concentrate because of his stupid eyes.
They were so green, though. Like someone just hit you around the head with Mother Nature. Hard.
If the eyes really were the window to the soul, Loki must have a soul. And it had to be the deepest soul in the world.
I wonder what colour souls are.
Concentrate.
Right.
Concentrating.
What was she supposed to be shouting at anyway?
Why was she shouting?
Should she be shouting?
Loki looked up amusedly at Savannah.
'I'll ask again, is my natural sexiness distracting you?'
YESYESYESYESYESYES. MOTHAFUCKINGYES.
'No.'
LIAR.
'Are you sure?'
'Yes, just cover your eyes.'
'What?'
'Your eyes. Cover them.'
'Why, are you getting naked?'
IFYOUWANTMETOTHENYES. HELLYES.
'No.'
LIAR.
'How will you bathe?'
'What?'
'How will you bathe if you are dressed.'
'Stop being a pedant, and cover your eyes.'
'Why?'
'Because your eyes are too green.'
'Are they now?'
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU'REPERFECT.PERFECT.PERFECT HATERS GONNA HATE. NONONONONONO.
'Yes.'
LIAR.
'As you wish.'
Loki covered his eyes, and Savannah stared at him hungrily, imagining him naked.
'Stop imagining me naked, Savannah.'
'I'm not.'
IAM. IAM. IAM. IAM. IAM. IAM. VERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY NICE.
'Yes you are.'
'Only because you said it. It's like saying don't think about pink hippos. You said it, and now I'm thinking of it. It's only in my mind 'cos of your words.'
LIAR.
'Your mind says otherwise.'
Damn her treacherous mind.
'I am not a pervert, Loki. It is not customary for me to imagine everyone naked. If you're looking for something like that, Tony's in his bedroom.'
'Of course you don't, Savannah. Of course you don't.'
With his eyes covered, and his back turned to her, there was no way that he could have caught the shoe she threw at him.
He did, of course.
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Winter Sunshine
FanfictionSavannah Winters works for SHIELD, for the Avengers, for the sake of Earth. Right? But she is sitting in the bath, idly watching blood trickle down her wrists for the first time in ten years, when the phone rings. Loki is back, but somehow, not th...
