Chapter 7: Feelings

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You silently watch Loki walking side-ways in the Avengers' corridor. It was funny for a few moment until he kept bumping into walls and tripping on the floor. You quickly run towards him and found him failing to keep his eyes open.

"Loki, did you slept last night?" you asks kneeling to the floor beside him.

"No, Lady Y/N." you stopped at the moment he said lady. Hmm... Loki's nice when he's sleepy. I should make him stay up later then. "I was watching Harry Potter until the moment Friday alerted me of your need. It was indeed great, the movie, that is."

*Sigh* You run a hand through your long black hair before crawling under one of Loki's arm and assist him in standing to put him on your room.

"Plant your foot, Loki." you said when you and Loki almost crash on the wall. Loki also fell face first on the floor. You turned to gas just to catch him on time.

Now, you're struggling to get him off of you. "Damn!" you cursed when you felt his breathing hit your neck. It was warm and electrocuting figuratively. It concerned you that you felt that way instead of finding it ticklish.

He groaned when you rolled him over just to get him off. You turned and picked yourself up. When you finally stood straight, you watch him hands on your hips. Now, how am I going to drag Loki's assgardian butt to our room?.. That's it! Drag!

You bent down and lifted one of his legs before dragging him to your room. You carried his body and placed him on your bed before you fell face first on one of your pillows. Loki's legs is still dangling off the bed so you fixed it before laying on his abdomen. You thought he was charming when asleep and felt sleepy afterwards.

*Loki's P.O.V.*

"Where have you been, Love?" I was greeted by a voice. A familiar one to be exact but not a familiar face. In fact, she doesn't have a face at all. She hugged me so I had to push her lightly. Y/N will not be pleased with this. Never mind that. I do not know where I am. Y/N's the least important thing now.

"Who are you?" I demanded to know who this girl is yet instead she laughs at me. What am I? A joke? She turned herself into smoke and floated right at my ear.

"Of course you wouldn't remember. I made you forget but saying remember would be stupid since you forgot." she stated before laughing again. I do not know what she is talking about and I desire to be annoyed by it. She annoys me more than Y/N, herself, but what did she mean by 'make you forget'? "Would you like to remember, my king?"

She then reappeared in my arms in which I am disgusted by. I let her fall only to watch her turn to smoke and float again. Her powers reminded me of Y/N's... I should not be thinking about that, not now perhaps.

"Stop toying with me and tell me what is it you want?" I am running out of patience with this lunatic. I watch her smile, like for the past few minutes, before she crashed her lips on mine. It was odd to feel a pressure on my abdomen. I closed my eyes for a second and then my eyes gazed upon the ceiling of my room with Y/N.

I looked at my stomach to see a sleeping midgardian on it. It was her. I would ask someone but who? I do not know what I am feeling and I want someone to explain it to me. My stomach grumbles yet I know I am not hungry. My heart flatters and I do not know why. I am smiling but still I don't know why. I am looking at the only beautiful thing and it is her. It's Y/N.

I can no longer see her magenta-colored eyes but her cheeks is as pink as her lovely orbs. Her plush fuchsia colored lips where she hides her sweetest smile. What is this? It fills my heart to see her slumber on my body. Such a simple thing but I am contented.

I traced the outline of her face. Cleared a few strand of hair and tucked it in her hair so I can enjoy the view more. It shocked me to see her move and what surprised me more is what I did next.

"How dare you sleep on me! You lowly midgardian." I said before pushing her away. She sat at the edge of the bed before glaring at me like her sight was knives. She kept her glare with her childish pout. I swear my stomach grumbled again.

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