"Brother?" Thor called, walking into the library. "Lady {First Name}? Where are you?"
You and Loki quickly separated, grabbing books and acting like you were reading.
"Have you been here all night?" Thor asked, walking over to us. You and Loki nodded.
"Loki was helping me with my paper I had to write for college." You explained, holding up the finished product.
"I see. Brother Tony asked me to find you. He is getting a Midgardian food called 'pizza'"
You tossed the book you had grabbed, stood up, an helped Loki up.
"Pizza's always good!" You smiled as you left the library behind Thor.
You didn't notice, but Loki looked sideways at you and also smiled.
"She's so beautiful when she's happy." He thought to himself.🎵🎵🎵
"Ahh, there are the two lovebirds!" Tony chuckled as we came into the living room.
You shot him a death glare.
"You'd know, seeing as-"
"Don't you dare-"
"-Stony-"
"{First Name}!"
"-and all."
You, Natasha, Clint and Bruce burst out laughing.
"What's Stony?" Steve and Thor asked together.
You quickly whipped out your phone and searched it on DeviantArt. You showed everyone, Steve and Tony going bright red, Loki joining in laughing, and Thor still looking utterly befuddled.
"You're not getting any pizza." Tony glared at you. "And I'm showing them the picture."
You stopped dead as you were walking to sit with Nat an Clint.
"What picture?" You asked coldly, slowly turning to glare at him again.
"Of you and Loki-"
"Don't make me hit you-"
"-cuddling-"
"Stark I will murder you-"
"-on the floor of the library'"
"Stark-"
"-surrounded by books."
You let on Tony, throwing his phone against the window so hard that both shattered. You then proceeded to pummel him, Steve and Thor yanking you off of him.
"Jarvis, show the picture on the TV." Tony said, holding his broken nose.
"Yes, sir."
A picture of you and Loki snuggled together on the library floor popped up, and tears silently flowed down your cheeks. You were able to get your arms out of Thor and Steve's grip, but instead of running at Tony, you ran up the stairs to your room, your face in your hands.