~Marvel One-Shots~

Special Reader Oneshot - Loki'd

 Y/N = Your Name

E/C=Eye Color

Y/E/N = Your ex's Name

"This may come as a surprise to you, but you are most definitely not the center of my universe!" you cried angrily at your soon-to-be ex boyfriend.

"Fine!" he shouted back with equal vigor. "Have it your way then, Y/N! I'm fine without you!"

"Well so am I!" And with that, you turned swiftly on your feet and stormed out of the coffee shop, leaving a bunch of shocked customers and on-lookers in your wake. That jerk. How dare he think he can take advantage of me! With your heart swelling in anger and frustration, you waved a cab over and practically blew up his eardrums in your request to head back to the Avengers facility.

The whole way there, you kept internally scolding yourself for allowing you to get so close to such an idiot. You should've seen it coming. You and Y/E/N had only been together for four months, but even then it had seemed too long. You knew what you had signed up for the second that man stepped into your life, but you never would have expected to get this riled up about it. God, that man made you so angry. All he did was make things worse, so you really hadn't a clue why you had even agreed to be in any sort of relationship with him. Y/E/N, I hope you have a miserable life.

You stared out the window in slight boredom as the cab driver turned onto the private street to get to the facility. You'd have to be dropped off soon anyway, as regular drivers and cabs weren't allowed past a certain point.

You'd been with the Avengers for just about three years now, given just how skilled you were at being a spy. And plus, you're parents had both been agents at SHIELD. On your 21st birthday, you had been sworn in as a spy/assassin, and sent to work with the Avengers as part of the team. You and Natasha got along the best, for obvious reasons. You actually spoke fluent Russian and Latin, which was cool for when you two wanted to tease around the boys without them knowing what you were saying.

You allowed yourself to crack a smile in your angered state as the cabbie drew to a stop in front of the first of three gates to get to the facility (I'm making this up, i dont actually know how their security works). You tossed the driver the money and then some, telling him to keep the change. He thanked you promptly, before hitting the gas pedal and disappearing back down the road.

Your blood was still boiling as you approached the first gate keeper, scrambling through your bag to find your wallet and pull out your agent identification card. You showed the blonde man the card and he let you through after scanning it twice. You hopped onto the sidewalk and through the gate for people, as there was one for cars to pass through as well.

You hissed annoyingly as the hot summer sun beat down on your pale skin, probably already searing it, as you were very sensitive. Yeah, just go right on ahead and make my day even more miserable. Stupid sun.

You barley even slowed down at the next gate, nearly tossing the card at the woman and snatching it from her as soon as she had swiped it. The last gate had those metal detector things you would find in airports, along with a few armed agents heavily layered in protective bullet-proof armor. You took in a breath in attempt to calm yourself, from your frustration towards Y/E/N, but you knew it would take more than a few breathes to calm down.

You took your purse from over your shoulder and tossed it onto the conveyor belt, while handing an agent security guard, who had the name "Garlan" sewn onto his vest, kindly commanded you to walk through that metal detector thing. Soon after you had to walk into this other tunnel thing that scanned you even better than the metal detector, as SHIELD had very strict protocol when it came to security.