Hidden Love [LOKI LAUFEYSON] ✔

chapter six

I jogged up the steps to the briefing room, there was more news on what the Jotuns wanted.

When I pushed the door open, I discovered everyone in the room was talking at once, trying to theorize over the others.

I cleared my throat and walked up to the table, but no one heard me.

"Hey!" I yelled, and if anyone heard that, they ignored me.

However, Loki must have heard, because he spoke up. "Mortals, I do believe Seraphina is trying to say something."

"I don't need your help, Loki." I spat, still angry with him because of how he's been acting towards me.

Everyone stopped talking, and turned to look at me, expectingly.

"What's going on?" I demanded.

"The Jotuns have decided they are coming to earth soon to retrieve the girl. They know who she is, but won't say her name out loud. We think it's because they know we can listen and would find her before then." Tony told me.

My breathing came out shallow. "And what does this mean for the girl?"

"We can't really protect her if we don't know who she is, because we won't know where the Jotuns are going to strike." Steve spoke up.

I closed my eyes and nodded, swallowing hard. I tried to slow down my breathing, to keep myself calm. I couldn't give myself away, I wouldn't.

But then I realized I had to. If I didn't tell them, and they got hurt when the Jotuns unexpectedly attacked, that would be my fault. Their blood would be on my hands. I couldn't do that to them.

The chattering had increased again, and I tried to get everyone's attention, but it didn't work.

"Dad," I said, tapping on his shoulder and a couple of them looked at me, but they put their hand up to tell me to hold on, as if what I had to say wasn't important.

"Guys, seriously," I tried again, but it worked to no avail.

"Hey!" I shouted again, as I slammed my hand down on the table, and frost spread out from my finger tips, rushing down the table, covering all the pens and papers, except for my dad's computer, which he happened to pick up right before I acted.

The talking ceased, as everyone followed the trail of ice to my hand on the table, where a frosty mist was curling up from my fingers.

"When I ask for your attention, you give me your fucking attention, okay? Don't push it off like it's not important, like whatever my nineteen year old self has to say isn't worth your time to hear it." I spat, my eyes a vibrant blue.

I saw Wanda flinch from down the table and I retracted my hand quickly, embarrassed at my outburst.

Tony looked between my eyes, and the ice that emanated from my plan. "What is this." He asked, in a deadly serious voice.

"I'm Frostbite." I replied, with a nervous smile. Please don't let dad kill me, please, I begged silently.

Tony shook his head. "No you aren't." He stated, in a panicked denial.

I nodded, and gestured to the frozen mess I made on the table. "Well, it would appear I am."

"I would have seen it in your DNA, I've analyzed it numerous times, I would have picked up on an anomaly, on a mutation. Why didn't I know, no, I would have known. How are you doing this? What did you build? Are you hiding some ice emanating technology in your hand?" Tony rambled, his eyes unfocused on my hands.

Natasha put her hand on Tony's arm. "Tony, you need to calm down, Seraphina's going to be fine," she spoke in a low voice.

Tony shook his head. "No she won't, what if we can't protect her? We can't outmatch the Jotuns." He said, worried, his breathing shallow, and then he turned to me. "How long have you known for?"

I sucked in a breath, knowing he would be mad. I looked up, locking eyes with Loki. "Since the Battle of New York."

"Care to elaborate?"

I sighed. I had planned how exactly I would tell my dad for a long time now, and this isn't how it went in any of the scenarios I played out in my head. "I was running, and bomb or something went off near my feet. I was thrown forward, with injuries that should have killed me, but I watched as the blood seeped back into my wound and healed itself. I looked up and saw...Loki. I backed up afraid and ice spread out from where my hands hit. I ran, and that's why you found me huddled under a park bunch crying about ice. I was terrified."

"You should have told me then and there." Tony replied shakily, freaking out.

I walked over to his side, and put my hand on his shoulder. "I was in shock. And dad, you need to calm down, okay? Take deep breaths. I'm fine."

"Well, then after the shock wore off." He said, struggling to maintain conversation.

"I was terrified of myself, dad. I was scared, and I didn't want to scare you too." I said, my voice raw with emotion, trying to reason with him. I took my hand off his shoulder and folded my arms, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes for reasons unknown to myself. I passed it off as my period.

Someone strode over towards me, and I assumed it was my dad, but I couldn't tell through the blurriness of my eyes. But when they placed their smooth hand on my shoulder, not calloused from years of tinkering, I realized it was Loki.

I closed my eyes, embarrassed that I was crying and feeling overwhelmed from admitting the truth, and I turned into his side, hiding my face in his shoulder, my body shaking slightly, surprising myself.

Yes, it was definitely my period, that's why I'm allowing myself to be comforted by the biggest asshole in the universe, who murdered many innocent people.

Loki stiffened slightly before gently wrapping his arms around my shoulders, and pulling me in closer. I slowed my breathing, calming myself down as I realized everyone else was still in the room, that it wasn't just me and Loki.

"What the fuck." I mumbled to myself, and I pulled myself away from him.

Natasha snorted from down the table.

He took my face in both of his hands, and swiped his thumbs under my eyes to get rid of the tears. I furrowed my brow in confusion at his display of kindness.

Loki realized what he was doing and awkwardly dropped his hands. "Pathetic, emotional humans." He muttered and stalked back over to where he had been standing before.

Tony cleared his throat. "I'm sorry you felt like you couldn't tell me Sera." Tony told me, and he put an arm around my shoulder, trying to casually pull me farther away from Loki even though he was across the room by now.

"We'll do everything we can to keep you safe, you have nothing to worry about." Steve assured me, and the rest of the avengers nodded their heads.

If only it was that easy, if only Steve was right.

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hope you all liked the chapter! seraphina finally told them!