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Loki Imagine

Loki Imagine

Song: Heavydirtysoul, Twenty One Pilots

Note: Everybody light up your sparklers, mmk? We've breached 40,000 reads, which is probably not that great in the grand scheme of things, but makes me happy nonetheless. Great thanks to everybody who's helped me get this far.

Warnings: PG-13

Loki Imagine

J.A.R.V.I.S paused the movie the team had been enjoying, earning a series of groans.

"Miss L/n is here to see Loki." He informed, smartly, and Thor struggled to get up out of his beanbag chair.

"Geeze thunder-head, relax." Tony sighed, standing up. "We were expecting her, anyways. Let her come up."

Every Saturday afternoon, Y/n showed up to visit her boyfriend, who was being detained at the tower for observation and reconditioning. After the New York incident, he managed to escape prison and wandered the earth for six months. When they finally found him, he was living in Pittsburg, living with his long-term girlfriend Y/n.

He'd sought her out due to his knowing that she was half-blood, mothered by a mortal, fathered by a god. He had expected to bribe her into sheltering him, but she welcomed him openly.

They assumed he'd just been using her, but he persistently demanded confirmation of her safety, and Thor forced them to oblige. They shared a tearful reunion, and Y/n had pleaded for visitations. For the first few months, Coulson made her two cups of tea and she'd talk with him in a supervised interrogation room for twenty minutes, once a week. As security loosened, however, those painfully short visits turned into afternoons, and that supervision disappeared entirely. 

By the time Thor escaped from his chair, she had opened the door to the penthouse, beaming.

"Hello, Avengers!"

She was returned with a chorus of 'hey's and 'hi's. Thor, however, grinned back at her and took her hand, kissing her knuckles as he always had. Her cheeks turned a  pleasant pink, as they always did.

"You are, as always, an auspicious sign, Lady Y/n."
"Oh gee, Thor. Thank you. It's good to see you, too. Everybody's well?"
"Yeah, we're fine." Tony huffed a bit, rolling his eyes. He didn't get up off the couch. "The prince of darkness is in his room awaiting your--"

"Loki!" Y/n laughed, and Tony glanced back to see that the prince had appeared behind her to hold her to him by the waist. 

"It has been infinitely too long since I saw you last." He murmured, lips against her throat.

"Gross!" Clint shouted playfully, and Y/n laughed. 

"Mister Stark, can I take him out for dinner tonight?"
"Sure. Told ya, as long as he's back by eleven. No going up his shirt, either."
"Perhaps Jane and I could join you?" Thor propositioned.

"As fine as that sounds, Thor, I would prefer an evening alone with Y/n. You understand."

"Ah, perfectly. Why do you not visit more often, if I might ask?"
"Well, I'm pretty busy throughout the week, and Agent Coulson told me he has reconditioning all the time, so--"
"No, he doesn't." Steve chimed, standing up to properly greet her. "As of last month, as long as he lives here, reports weekly, and helps us with missions, he's a free man."

"That slippery snake!" She gasped, pulling away from Loki. "All this time I've been thinking that we had to act like victorian kids courting--I'm going to, oh, just wait!"

"What, are you going to write a strongly-worded letter?"
"No! I'm going to give him a piece of my mind is what! I'm taking my boyfriend, and you can have him back tomorrow!"

"Gross!" Clint yelled again, and Y/n pointed at him angrily.