"What were you thinking? Leaving me alone with him all day?!" I screamed at Tony, who balked at my harsh tone.
"He's very handsome, isn't he?" Wanda smirked from the corner.
"Not helping Maximoff!" I snapped.
"Well, uh, we thought you were perfectly capable of it, but by the way your own blade was against your own throat I guess it's safe to say we won't leave you alone with him again.....with a knife, so take this gun," Tony tossed me a pistol.
"You've gotta be shitting me," I mumbled.
Ten minutes later it was just me and the God of trouble.
"You do realize I can read your mind angel?"
"Yes I do, devil."
"Ooh," he tilted his head back. "Devil, am I?"
He had a low tone that made me shiver, and the way he raised one eyebrow wasn't fair.
"Yes, obviously," I muttered.
"And you're an angel? You do understand, pet, that the Devil's job is to corrupt lovely Angels such as yourself?" His silver tongue was not lead, that's for certain.
"I-I have heard that, yes," I nodded, at loss for words.
He had a Devils grin, if that counted for anything. "We devil's are extremely tempting, aren't we?"
"Nope," I shook my head firmly. What else do you say?! "Hey, Loki, why don't we just, ah," I couldn't think of anywhere to go with my subject change, but he seemed to.
"Why don't we what darling?" His smirk grew more evil.
"Well. I was planning on hiding from you but-"
"But you know I'd find you simply, correct?"
"Correct," I muttered. He was so annoying. Constantly.
"Well, darling, we have another two hours to ourselves. Any suggestions?" He leaned against the counter again.
I tried so hard to do normal things when the rest of the team left, but with this hyperactive child following me around I hardly got anything done.
"Hyperactive child, now?" He wondered, and I jumped.
"What?" I asked him to clarify.
"I can read your beautiful mind," he informed me again.
I glared at him. "Loki, I'm not in a gaming mood."
"You've stolen a mannerism from me darling," he pointed out.
"What does that mean?" I asked, not understanding what "mannerism" I stole.
"You could hear yourself speaking, correct love? You sounded like me," he stood up, gesturing to himself.
I had an overwhelming urge to either jump him or smack him very hard across the face. "Whatever."
"And she has returned to her own mannerisms," he gave a faux sigh.
"Loki? Why are you so evil? It's an honest question, you're terrible," I walked to his side of the counter.
"I'm evil because it's fitting," he gave a sly shrug.
All his movements seemed surreal, smooth and unnatural. But then again, he was a god.
I unintentionally stared into his green eyes far longer then I wanted. "You know, around you I get a very foreign vibe............I like it."
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(Loki x reader) The Evil One
RomanceLoki..well, he's back at the compound and he's kinda falling for Y/N, who's bouncing between fangirl and absolute Loki-hater. We could say he's helping with that, but we won't. (Language and dirty humor)