Marvel Character Oneshots

Late Pain Prt. 2 ~ loki x reader

{this story set after the Battle of New York. You are part of the Avengers. This takes place mostly in the Avengers Headquarters. Part two of three}

"If we go through the back door, it'll be painfully obvious -"

"Exactly, which is why we should disguise ourselves as -"

"We're the Avengers, everyone is going to recognise us. Thor especially, I mean, look at that hair -"

"I beg your pardon!"

"Brother, he merely means your hair is your most recognisable feature."

You sighed, staring around at the team. The next day's mission was turning out to be a little tricky to plan. None of you had been able to come to a conclusion for the past half hour.

You decided to slot in your five cents worth. "How about -"

"Shifty, don't waste your breath," Tony interrupted. "I think we're going to have to reject this one, guys."

"I'd like to hear (Y/N)'s idea." Loki glared at Tony, taking everyone by surprise when he used your first name. The table went quiet. Nat looked suggestively at you. You ignored her, and Bruce who was sending daggers Loki's way.

It had been days since your morning alone with Loki in the kitchen. You hadn't spent any more time with him outside of team time. You kept to yourself, reading and training; your favourite hobbies.

You raised your eyebrows at Loki. Everybody's eyes were on you. You took a deep breath, the cogs in your brain clicking into place as you pieced your plan together.

"I was thinking, how about we..." You explained your idea thoroughly, adding things as they popped into your head. His eyes never left yours.

By the time you'd finished, everyone's jaws had dropped, their eyebrows almost touching their hairlines, impressed beyond measure. You exchanged a look with Loki. He looked smug, like he'd known your plan was going to be brilliant. Regardless, you smiled warmly at him, grateful for his faith in you. He hesitated but grinned back.

Your gaze flickered to your hands in your lap and back to the table of super human beings, namely your family. Steve started to clap. Slowly, everyone joined in.

"Fantastic, Shifty. Ingenious."

You laughed. Loki, clapping, still had his eyes fixated on you.

*

You panted heavily, your limbs lengthening as you transformed yourself into a long python. You slithered underneath the closing door just as the building behind you blew up.

You shifted back to yourself and ran, but the explosion caught you, pushing you off your feet and slamming you into the ground. You groaned. Winded, your lungs ached with the effort of heaving your breaths into your body. You coughed out dust, struggling to get yourself off of the ground.

The Avengers were scattered, as according to plan, but you had had to do that one thing or else everything else would've fallen away; all of your hard work - gone.

Suddenly you heard the clicks of loading guns and quick, marching footsteps. You glanced up to see a regiment of masked figures holding rifles aimed at your head.

"NOOO!" Someone shouted.

A bright flash of green light blinded you. For a moment, your eyes adjusted to your surroundings again, but they had changed. The threatening figures were now on the ground, as though they were... dead.

"(Y/N), look at me," a familiar man's voice said from above you. You turned to see Loki looking down at you, kneeling at your side.

"Thank goodness," you murmured, letting yourself lie back down and close your eyes. You felt his one hand rest on your stomach. The other began examining the rest of your body. The pain in the various parts of you started to fade, leaving a familiar warm tingling.