Imagine Loki

P.I. Pt. 2

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~~Last Time~~

You watched as Loki entered Central Park, waiting a few minutes before entering the park yourself. Once again, the whole photography student cover could explain your presence there. You saw Loki waiting under a tree as you set yourself up on the bridge over the lake, crouching as you observed him. You stood up straight after about fifteen minutes, trying to soothe your burning thighs, when a hand was clamped over your mouth and a strong arm held you in place against whoever your attacker was.

"Who are you and why have you been following me?" a smooth voice said in your ear, making you stop struggling as shock overtook you. One word flew across your mind as it registered. 'Shit.'

~~Now~~

"I asked you a question, why are you following me?" he repeated, slower this time, as if he expected you to be dim. "I'm going to remove my hand so you can speak, don't scream or I will harm you. Do you understand?" You nodded, wondering slightly if you'd be able to call Jessica without him noticing. No, you had gotten yourself into this mess, you were going to get yourself out of it. Loki removed his hand and you stayed silent for a few seconds, gathering your thoughts. "Well?"

"It's kind of my job. I was hired to make sure you aren't doing any shady shit," you replied, deciding to keep it blunt.

"Who hired you?" Loki questioned, his arm still steady against your body, making sure that you couldn't run.

"Same guy that wants to hire you."

"Stark?" 

"Bingo, and here I was thinking that you wouldn't catch on," you sassed, rolling your eyes slightly. His hold tightened, telling you that this wasn't exactly the time to let your sass get the best of you. "Listen, man, I'm kinda broke and Stark's paying me a lot. I just gotta send him my pictures and say that I saw nothing shady and then we're both home free. You get to be bad-guy-turned-good, my partner stops getting harassed because of you, and, most importantly, I get paid and don't get kicked out of our apartment."

"Partner?" Loki asked, easing his grip on you. You could have tried to break free and make a run for it, but you didn't want to risk it, especially if you didn't have anyone there to back you up. At this point, you were even kinda hoping for Daredevil to show up, even if you weren't sure that he even left Hell's Kitchen.

"Yeah, business partner. I normally don't do this shit alone. Now, can you let go of me so I can just finish this whole mess?" you asked, struggling slightly. He released you, making you stumble forward and catch yourself on the railing of the bridge. "Okay, rude," you mumbled as you brushed off the front of your clothes.

"I'm going with you," Loki spoke as you turned to walk away.

"Wait, what?" you asked, turning back to face him. "And why?"

"To make sure that you don't say anything undesirable about me. I can't have an insignificant mortal of all people ruin my chance at redemption," Loki said harshly, brushing past you as you stood there, unsure how to respond.

"Again, rude, and you're not going with me. My office is kind of where I live and I don't want you to know that," you argued, having to run slightly to catch up with Loki's long strides. You held your camera to you, not want to jostle it too much.