Taking Care Of The Avengers (Loki x Reader) (under edit)

21. Off To Asgard: Day-1 under edit

        
"Are you sure, Thor? Would your father allow it?" Jane asked her boyfriend uncertainly.

He pulled her closer, snuggling into her neck. "My sweet Jane, of course he allowed it. My mother has her ways of persuasion with the All-Father."

The door to his bedroom creaked open, and Tony's head popped in. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Tony! Get out!" The woman shrieked and went deeper under the covers of her blanket. Thor and the billionaire started chuckling.

"Lady Jane and I were discussing about our upcoming trip to Asgard. " Thor bellowed and Jane slapped his arm.

Loki's head popped into the bedroom, just above Tony's, making Jane let out another grunt. "Do we need to take the socks?"

"We cannot leave without it."

Bruce's head popped in just below Tony. "Why are the socks so important?"

Jane let out a sigh and hid under the covers. Thor looked dead-serious. "Life doesn't function without socks."

Tony rolled his eyes and shoved Bruce and Loki away. The men retired to the lounge, while the billionaire barged into the room. "Are you taking visitors? I would love to go! It would be like a tech-haven for me!"

"We will discuss this when we are done with our, uh—later. Now, get out!" Thor ordered and waved him off.

Tony ran out like a happy kid and ran into the elevator, feet bouncing and hands tapping. He reached the lounge where Bruce, Loki and (Y/n) were. She was sleeping on the couch, stretched out and covered by a blanket that Loki had draped over her body when he had found her there.

Bruce was jotting notes, in full concentration on the adjoining kitchen's table and Loki had a cup of tea in front of him, and his hand was copying something from a book he was reading, taking an occasional glance at her sleeping form.

Tony didn't seem to care as he bellowed out, "I'm going to Asgard!"

(Y/n) jerked awake and fell to the floor in shock. Tony stalked to the kitchen, almost skipping all the way. She then let out a groan, stretched, and flipped over and got comfortable on the floor. Loki and Bruce grinned at her antics. The billionaire's head popped from the kitchen, frowning at her sleeping form.  "I said I'm going to Asgard!"

She lifted her head very little, and mumbled. "Then go. Bye."

Tony knelt beside her, and poked her side a couple of times. "(Y/n)! I'm going to Asgard. Why aren't you excited?"

  (Y/n) ignored him, letting out a whine and curling her body tighter. His incessant prodding made her leg shoot out and kick him in the shin, to which he groaned. "Get lost, you blunt screw!" She growled. "I didn't get any sleep, and if you keep poking me, you'll not have fingers left!"

Tony hid his fingers away and retired to the kitchen, where he loudly made himself a cup of coffee. (Y/n) fumed at his racket, and decided to leave.

"Would you like some tea, (Y/n)? It will make you feel better." Loki asked in concern. He had developed this new love for tea of all kinds. Coffee, he despised. He found them too bitter since he had quite the sweet tooth. But he absolutely adored tea.

(Y/n) shook her head, waving her hand in thanks as she made her way to her bedroom.

"Should we check up on her?" Banner asked sympathetically. Tony smugly suggested that Loki go to her—a poor attempt to get them cozy, one that was pathetically and quickly thrown under the rug.

An hour later, (Y/n) reemerged from her quarters, a little more rested although her nest of a hair told otherwise, and she went straight to the lounge to grab breakfast. The same men were there, also waiting for someone to make breakfast for them.