Loki Laufeyson x Reader

It was the man in the metal bra

Sitting up you had realized it was three a.m. And you had fallen asleep on the floor. Gross.

You stood up and proceeded to head to your room. Picking up strewn clothes off the floor. You're a slob. You never denied it.

But now wasn't the time to clean. You checked the time once more. It's was only 3:30.

"Fuck." You grabbed another pair of jeans then looked out the window.

Dropping the jeans you backed up and hit the wall.

A man looked in the window and studied you.

This is unusual because you live on the 63rd floor, so a man floating near your window wasn't something that was okay.

He tapped the glass and it shattered. But there was no sound with it at all.

He proceeded to climb in the window and he looked around.

"Roger's comma (y/n)?"

"What?" You replied.

"(Y/n)? Are you Miss Rogers?"

You couldn't breath. "Yes... I am. Who's asking?"

He held out a dirty hand. "Calvin Drake. I'm not sure if you are looking for a few things, like complete destruction of the nine realms, but I know a guy."

"What?" You're eyes widen.

"I kid, I kid. I'm just trying to lighten the mood. But you are being sent for. Miss Frigga has requested your presence."

"Oh... Okay I'll just go get-"

"Alone."

You nodded and hesitantly took his hand. Then the world was gone and there was a flash. And you were practically on top of Frigga. Standing directly in front of her.

"Hello?" You did a small wave.

She took your hand from Calvin, and led you down the hallway.

"So who is that guy? I've never seen him around?"

"Calvin?" She didn't sound the least bit intimidating.

"Metal bra guy. He reminds me of old viking stories."

She nodded. "Yes. He is a friend. But that is of no importance right now."

She led you to a room and closed the door. For a moment it was unrecognizable.

"W-what happened?" You voice stammered more than your heartbeat.

You both stood gazing upon a charred mess.

"I know not what has happened, but upon inspection it was supposed to kill the both of you, but someone's calendar was off slightly."

You couldn't breath. Besides the fact all you could smell was smoke.

"I hope it is all right we keep you both on Midgard until this is sorted out. I just thought you should know. We don't need more fighting."

Nodding she snapped and I was in my room.

The music started playing. "What?"

Glancing up you looked at the calendar, realizing it was almost Christmas.

Pentatonix had been playing.

"Carol of the bells?"

Loki opened the door slowly. "Are you alright? I heard your music and-" He saw the broken glass. "(Y/n)?!" He charged over looking at you and the window. "What happened here?"

You didn't know what to say. "I bumped it.... Yeah..."

He rolled his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me."

He did it again.

"Maybe if you do it enough you could find a brain back there. Or the tumor it's become."

He laughed. "That's hilarious. Now to clean up this mess."

I figured he would help, so I started and he sought to get the broom.

He came back in and swept up most of the glass, casually looking over at you. You usually returned the glance.

He changed the song and started humming it. You didn't realize he actually knew Pentatonix.

"So, if I had a little more time, could I get you too come somewhere with me?" You asked. You didn't make eye contact with him, but a glass shard, it showed your reflection. Your eyes were constantly changing colors. Nervous, happy, scared, anxious, and excited.

He coughed. "As long as it isn't like Asgard, most definitely." He tried to hide a smirk but you saw it through the reflection.

"Not at all. At least I hope."

"So about time? Why more?" He stood.

"To get everything corrected." You're eyes kept flashing through the colors.

"And where would it be?"

"That's a surprise."

"Alright..." He exited with the broom and glass smiling.

You sat on your bed. The color changing slowed. "One small accomplishment, can lead to many." You leaned over to the nightstand, and opened the middle drawer. Pulling out a dirty, torn paper, you smiled and opened it.

'To daddies little princess,
      I know I haven't met you yet, but I'm still waiting. Keep your chin up kiddo, today you'll be 1 years old! At least when I hope this letter gets to you, you will be. It's been a long 4 years, but I will be home in 3 months. I can't believe it either. I bet mommy will read this and be crying but you're a strong soldier sweetie. I can't wait to take you both to the log cabin me and my buddies built. It's going to be great. I miss you both, see you soon.
      Love daddy.'

You wiped your tears and shoved it back in as you heard Loki's footsteps.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

"Yeah. Just remembering." He sat down and rubbed your back.

"I'll just have to take your word for it love."