Marvel x Reader

How you met Loki

THIS ONE MY FRIENDS...
IS GOING TO BE HARD
TO SWALLOW.
JUST SIT BACK COMFORTABLY AND ENJOY.
JUST DON'T ASK QUESTIONS. AND YOU'LL SURVIVE.}

You worked at the diner and it was Friday so it was really busy. (Omg I tried to spell "busy" but it corrected to "Najaf" I'm not even kidding.) You were the main waitress. Every Friday was busy, but not as packed today. You were handing out drinks and food. You worked all day, until 7:30pm. So you did your best to hand out drinks and food. You helped out drunk bikers and adults get to the door and hail a taxi to bring them home. You were a busy woman! You had "a few" drinks when your friend took over for a few minutes. So you couldn't drive. Your friend took over for you for the rest of the evening and told you to go home and rest. She hailed a taxi for you and you get a drive home. You got home safely and carefully. You giggled and hick-upped for no reasons. Your eyes were a pale pink colour. You opened the door to your house and slumped on the couch. You clicked on the TV and watched SpongeBob. You watched about 3 episodes until you threw up and decided to go to bed. You turned off the TV, grabbed a garbage can (for if you puke) and went upstairs to bed. [Have you ever been told, don't drink this one specific drink or you'll get bad dreams? That's what I'm referring this too.] Your eyes were getting tired and they started to close slowly. Your breathing steadied. And you were warmed up in your blankets. Your cat was laying next to you purring loudly, and a small fan was blowing on your bed side table. Your mind was blank, as you drifted off to slumber. Voices in your head were repeating. You and a un-clear figure appeared in your mind. [Here is where I explain the dream. There is a bit of touching, but not gross. The dream will include "hearing, and feeling. It's going to be like I'm telling the actual story except a dream. K, enjoy.]

Dream:
The figure disappears. And a chill was sent up your spine, as a finger touches your arm from behind you. It glides across your arm up to your neck. Then the hand grabs your neck and holds tight.
[BLACK OUT]
You're sitting in a bright room with the same figure, he's looking down. You can describe what he looks like from what you see. He has slick black hair, not too long from his ears. Very majestic green and gold colours on a unique choice of attire cover him. He's holding a rose in his left hand. He spoke. "I, am Loki. Son of Odin. And I, will be the death of you." He looks up and smirks. His eyes full of power and pain, a lovely emerald colour. He stands up and 'teleports' to you and pulls you up by your hand He's grabbing your waist. He drops the rose on the floor. His emerald eyes sparkle. He caresses your cheek softly. Your hands are draped over his shoulders. They work their way up to his neck, softly. His hands stay wear they are, your cheek and waist. "I, am the death of you." He whispers. He disappears again. Now he's behind you. Threateningly close. He wraps his arms around your waist again. He chuckles and digs his face into the side of your neck. You're frozen. You tilt your head back. He kisses your jaw.
[BLACK OUT]