Loki/Tom Hiddleston Oneshots

Under her spell v1 pt3

L.L

She gasped, opening her eyes and just inches away from her face was the god of mischief, eyes closed and kissing her gently.

She would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy his cold lips on hers. But it was her first time being kissed and she was afraid. Afraid of the feeling he was now giving her. The feeling where her heart flutter like the butterflies in her stomach.

Suddenly the god's eyes snapped open. The spell wore off and it took him three seconds to realise where it had brought him to. Heat overtook both their faces and he pulled away rather quickly before his hands went to touch his lips where it once used to linger on a beauty's like her's.

"Oh my god y/n I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened to me I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine." She cut him off, making him think that she was mad at him but she wasn't. "It was the enchantment, not you. You're not to blame."

With that said, she got up, grabbing both their cups before throwing them into the sink. Loki almost had her trust but he thought he had ruin it. And he thinks that she might not want to speak to him again after that but it was nothing of the sort. The siren was just having a mix of feelings and decided to be alone to find out what they are before she face the dark prince.

Loki quickly got up as well, racing towards her but she had already went to her own room and shut the door. Disappointment filled the god so, but these disappointments had quickly morphed into something else when he heard the water from the kitchen running.

He stride, slowly and softly towards the living area with a dagger in his hand, thinking it was an intruder. He looked towards the source of the sound. The sink y/n had previously thrown the cups into.

His battle stance dropped and his dagger disappears as he walked towards the sink with suspicion. The water from the tap was flowing by itself. Not just flowing but floating and rinsing the cups in mid air.

"By Odin." He breathed marvellously.

There was so much more of this girl that he has never seen or known before. Maybe something even Tony Stark himself doesn't.

***

It had been days since y/n had talked to the god at all. Every single time Loki greeted her or tried to apologise to her she hid her face and ran straight into her quarters. Why was she hiding from him? Was she afraid?

One day, and the next, and the next. Loki couldn't take it anymore. He needed her to open up to him again. Every time his mind goes back to a week ago. He couldn't help but smile at the memory of her laugh and her smile. And the kiss.. he couldn't remember much of the kiss. The only thing he knew was waking up to find his lips pressing on her's.

Loki groaned and ruffled his hair, turning it into a mess. The more the memories came repeating itself in his head, the more he longed to have it again. He was done. Done of waiting.

With a swift movement, he threw himself out of bed and went to her door, knocking it three times.

No response.

He knocked it again, a little louder this time.

Again, no response.

The god was beginning to fear that something had happened to the girl.

"Y/n!" He knocked frantically. "Y/n are you alright? Y/n!"

Loki's knocks were turning into a rhythm. A few quick knocks before he stops for a second to check whether she was answering him.

"Y/n!" He called out once again and this time, the door moved.

Loki heart raced as he swallowed the lump in his throat. The door opened only a few centimetres, only y/n's hand on the door and one of her gorgeous eyes were seen.

"Y/n are.. you alright?" Loki asked, somewhat nervous all of a sudden. Y/n nodded shyly. She was turning back into her old self, and he was afraid that would happened.

"Can I come in?" Y/n's eyes widened briefly at his question. Her grip on the door tightened and it closes a little bit. Loki held the door open, not wanting to let her go again.

"Y/n please? I just want to talk." He pleaded.

"That's the problem.." y/n replied apologetically and looked down. "I don't want to.. talk."

"Y/n you can't keep living your life in silence." Loki sighs. "Trust me, you wouldn't want to be alone. It may seem peaceful at first but loneliness can make you.. miserable."

The broken prince had faced the problem before, and he didn't want her to make the same mistake he did. At first he thought that he could get use to loneliness. But a thousand years? He was lucky enough to have a loving brother to not go down that path ever again. He was a changed man. The throne doesn't matter to him. Fighting for it just seemed so childish now that he thought about it.

"Y/n please. Open up to me." He practically begged.

The siren was trembling, not because she was afraid of the dark prince but because she was nervous in front of him. He was right, she couldn't stay in silence forever.

Y/n finally nodded, it was slowly and barely seen but the god caught on. A big smile plastered on his face when she opened the door for him.

"Thank you." He said as he walked in, smiling at her. Y/n faced the other way and hid her blushing.

She shut the door. Loki took in her room and she watched him. It was exactly like how he first saw his own.

Her room had no lights and no fans. As if she only depended on the sun and the breeze. The walls had large tubes filled with water and fishes. It goes around the room and connects with the ceiling that was a huge glass tank.

"Wow." Loki breathed and y/n giggled slightly behind him. He spun around, his face bright as soon as her voice entered his hearing organs. It seemed like Loki was giving the same expression in every room he goes to.

"So.." y/n began, her beautiful frame leaned against the flower printed wall. "What do you want to talk about, Mr. Green and gold?"

Loki chuckled at her words and sucked in a breath. "You. I want to talk about you and only you." Was all he said before smashing his lips onto her's.