➳ Oh, Well Imagine Marvel➳ FINISHED

Iris•Loki

The song's name is Iris by The GooGoo Dolls. My friend (Iris) came up with this cause she loves this song and Loki, I do too.

And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow

"Loki."

Her steps intensified when she closed the door. Loki exhaled the air in his chest calmly, turning his eyes up for a moment, seeing the starless night over him. The weak lamp suspended on the white ceiling twinkled a bit, and some straightened clothes were over the bed.

"Good evening, Lady (y/n). What brings you here?"

"Why?"

The God threw his body to the left and stared at (y/n) as she walked quietly in his direction, each pace resembling a threat.

"Unfortunately, I can't say I am the best with your riddles."

Although some inches separated the two of you, it seemed like there was an invisible barrier between both. Your fingers involuntarily stretched, and your right hand's furious palm slapped Loki's left cheek. The echo formed by the hit deepened with the following deadly silence.

"You know exactly what I am talking about."

Loki placed his hand over the burned skin, mumbling something under his breath, expecting for an explanation. You merely stood in front of him.

"Who told you?"

His voice was dark. His tone was mistakable — It was hard and strong, yet some weakness timidly showed up between the syllables.

"Why are you leaving, Loki?"

"None of your business."

"The hell this is not my business!"

You tried to move your hand again, but The God put his long fingers over your chin, pressing the soft skin and stopping you from slapping him. Small teardrops dripped from your eyes, running across your face and eventually meeting the white fabric from your jacket or Loki's hands. He did not seem to care, anyway – Only approached and stared your (e/c) eyes.

"I will ask you again" – He whispered – "Who told you?"

"I heard you talking to Fury."

Even though it was difficult to speak, (y/n) did not low her head, drowning on the ocean blue eyes ahead of her gaze.

"Now answer mine."

Loki opened his mouth to answer, but closed shortly after with a serious expression over his appearance. He let go of your face, leaving some finger marks by the delicate surface. He calmly walked until reach the window, supporting his body over the windowsill and glancing the whole city. Some of the raven hair fell over his profile, covering his anguish expression.

You are the closest to heaven
That I'll ever be

"Why won't you answer me?"

You could not raise your weak voice to more than a lament. Loki moved before you were able to reach him, walking in a full circle across the room, stopping next to a small nightstand.