Frozen By Love (A Stoki Fic) {UNDER EDITING}

Chapter 8

Loki puts his feet on the table, his black boots hiding my veiw of Loki's lower half of his face. "So what are we going to do today, Cap?"

I sigh. "Well, I told Tony that I would visit him today and babysit his girls while him and Pepper go out on a much needed date. But I didn't plan on you coming along with me after I visited you."

"Well I'll help. I wont murder them, I promise." Loki smirks.

"Enough with that goddamn smirk of yours. I will smack it off your face if you don't take it off yourself." 

Loki smirks. "Will you kiss it off of me?"

I'm taken aback by his words. I turn around and pretend to look for something, trying to hide the blush I feel creeping up my neck. "Don't bring that up. Especially if I decide to bring you to the Starks."

"Becuase everyone you know tihnks your straight? Oh please Cap, be more reasonable."

I shake my head "No, not because of that. Because I don't want them knowing you were the guy I decided to fall for."

"Why? Becuase I almost killed all of you like 12 years ago? It's in the past Cap, let it lie there. Enjoy the present. With me."

"Enough, we are not talking abot this now. I don't want to get into a discussion of my feelings. I'm done talking about this. If you want to go with me, then get ready. You are not going to babysit looking like a rapist."  I turn around, glaring at Loki as he takes his feet off the table and stands. 

"Well I don't have any clothes. I've never actuall lived in Midgard or own any Midgardian clothes. I'm new to all of this remember?" Loki raises an eyebrow, challenging me.

I sigh. "Follow me." He nods and follows me through the living room and into my bedroom, as I walk over to the closet, Loki standing close behind me. I open the closet and throw a pair of jeans and a plain black t-shirt at him. 

"Here wear this. And your own shoes." I don't even look at Loki as I continue to look at my clothes, finding something for me to wear.

"And where should I change?" Loki asks, his voice soundng like a 5-year old.

"The bathroom. It's ff the right side of the living. Also known as the only other room you haven't been in, in this entire apartment."

"Ok. Thanks. Uhm, I guess I'll be back. Thans for the clothes Cap." Loki says, awkwardly. 

As Loki walks away I sigh. I've never seen the god so awkward before. Do I cause that effect on him? Or is he always this awkward?

I shake my head, trying to get rid of any thoughts about Loki while I'm away from him for more than 5 minutes. I quickly grab anothr pair of jeans and a gray shirt, and slip into them before Loki returns. 

I'm puttig on my shirt when Loki comes back, looking human in hs clothes, his Asgardian clothes in his hands. "Look at you. All muscled and toned. How often do you go to the gym?" He asks, his voice joking again.

"Never. The srum made me this way. And it just kind of...stuck." I shurg and motion to the clump of clothes in Loki's arms. "Put those in the laundry hamper, which is aslo located in the bathroom. Ill clean then when I do laundry and we'l have to get you some midgardian clothing if you expect yourself to fit in."

Loki nods and exits my room again. I follow behind him, but go into the kitchen as he goes back into the bathroom. I grab a water from the fridge and take a swig, waiting for Loki to return so we can go. I set the water back into the fridge, and close the door, Loki standing behind the door, scaring me.

"Did I startle you?" He asks, a mischievous look on his face.

"Knock it off, Loki, or I will send you out on the streets." I warn, grabbing my keys from their peg near the kitchen lightswitch.

"Oh, please, you would never kick you boyfriend out, would you? That's just abusive behaviour and not called for." Loki winks at me, his mouth forming into a grin.

I sharply turn around, my face inches from Loki's. "I said enough of that. We are no longer talking about it. End of conversation. We are going to the Starks to babysit, not to talk about our feelings. And if you bring it up one more time, I will bring you back to Asgard."

"After everything we've talked about, you would send me back there? Please Cap, even that's a low for you. Give me more credit than that. I won't I promise, I was only kidding. Take a joke once in a while. I am god of mischief remember." Loki's mouth drops the grin, and his tone turns serious.

"I know. I won't send you back but honestly, now is not the perfect time to be discussing it. We'll dscuss it later." I look at Loki, my expression saddened.

"Ok. Deal." Loki smiles reassuringly at me. "Let's go babysit the Stark girls, shall we?"

I bob my head at Loki quicklu. "Yes we shall." 

I lead us out of the apartment, locking it behind me, then we descend the two flights of stairs, as we make our way to the parking garage for this building.

We stand in the entrance of the parking garage. Loki stands beside me, his expressin puzzled. "What are these things?" Loki asks, taking in the sight of the cars.

"They're called vehicles Loki. It's how we Midgardians get around. There are all types of vehicles. Cars, trucks, motorcycles, and tons more. Lucky for you, I happen to drive a pretty cool car." I explain to Loki, leading him to my car, near the back of the garage.

Loki looks at each and every car as we pass by them, trying to figure out how they work. "Do they drive like spaceships?" He asks me.

I let out a laugh, but nod quickly as Loki shoots a glare at me. "I guess you could say that. though they don't go as fast, or do any of the cool things spaceships do. They just transport people for things to far distances."

I stop in front of my car, waiting for Loki to catch up. He stops beside me. "This is your ride, isn't it?"

I grin, looking at my motorcycle, takig up only a quarter of the entire space.

"Yup." 

"How are we both going to fit onto this thing that looks to seat like half a person?" Loki asks.

"I sit down first, you sit behind me, and hold on." I sing my leg over the side, sitting down, as Loki hesitantly slides his leg over the side as well, sitting close behind me.

"Where do I hold onto?"

I laugh again as a I rev the motorcycle to life and kick up the parking stand. "Anywhere, jutst hold on tightly."