Loki Imagines

Eskimo Kiss

He walked into your life on a rainy day. You had just made yourself some herbal tea to drink, when his brother brought him in. You'd never been attracted to Thor, but once you saw the raven haired Prince, you knew you were a going to be a goner. All the other team members were in the living room standing to greet him, and you made your way to join them all.

He was lean and tall. His hair was long and slicked back, and his garments matched his emerald green eyes. He had a smile and laugh that made your heart flutter. You never felt such a gravitation to someone before.

"Everyone, this is my brother Loki."

Hellos were spoken throughout the room, and Loki walked with such grace as he greeted each person. When he got to you, you didn't know what to do. It was as if your brain couldn't function anymore. Your hands were holding a cup of tea and a book. In the end, you awkwardly put down both the items. You could feel your cheeks getting very red in embarrassment.

Loki walked to you, and he warmly smiled at you. "Hello darling. What is your name?"

"Y/n"

He grabbed one of your hands and placed a kiss on the top. "Exquisite. May I ask you what are you reading?"

"....Oh. I'm reading a book of poems and such. Just a collaboration of many author's works such as some who aren't well known."

"You like to read y/n?" His eyes lit up when you talked so passionately about your readings

"Like to? I love to!" You squealed.

"I think we'll get along just fine then vakre." He let go of your hand, and you watched as he walked away.

Since then as expected, you two became inseparable. You read his books, and he read yours. Often, you both would act out plots as they happened. You both watched movies as well. Loki and you called each other the super geeks. Then one day out of the blue, he cut his hair to a shorter length. You liked his short hair, but you were really wished he hadn't gotten it cut.

"I'm sorry vakre, I just thought I'd try to blend in more you know?" He frowned looking at his feet.

"But I think you should stand out and be proud of yourself. I mean it's not everyday you realize you have a friend that's your favorite color." You took his hand rubbing it.

"Thanks y/n."

"Loki... Why do you always call me vakre?"

Loki looked up and smirked. "One day you'll find out."

"It's not anything bad is it it?"

"My y/n, would I ever call you something so terrible?"

"No."

"Exactly." Once again he left you to your thoughts.

It was at times like this that drove you insane. You couldn't help you were in love with the Prince of Snow as you called him. He was so captivating.

The next day you couldn't stand it. You were weird and creative so you did all you knew to do. As cheesy as it was, when you saw Loki in the kitchen making tea, you went to him and gave him an Eskimo kiss. Then you used your powers to disappear.

Loki was utterly confused of your actions. He'd never been introduced to this weird gesture. Maybe it was just a way to say good morning? He decided that the only way to find out was to ask someone. He was thankful that Steve just so happened to walk by.

"Hello Steve. May I ask you something?" Loki quietly asked.

"Sure Loki what can I help you for?" Steve stopped putting down his coffee cup.