Marvel Character Oneshots

Pure ~ loki x reader

{this story is not set within any particular movie plot line. Loki lives on Earth with you and the Avengers}

You bite your lip. Your hands shake as you hold the stick up to the light.

It's positive.

Happiness squeezes your heart, making your blood pump faster, the adrenaline surging through your body. You clutch the test tight in your quivering fingers and hurry out the bathroom.

Your eyes search the room for your boyfriend but he is nowhere to be found. Your beaming smile fades from your face. He was here a minute ago.

"Loki?" You croak. You clear your voice and repeat yourself.

There's no response. Tentatively, you wander out of your bedroom and down the hallway towards the elevator. The pregnancy test is squeezed in your hand.

Retreating a few floors down to the living room, you wait patiently for the lift to reach your destination. Your lip trembles.

What's he going to think? Will he be happy? Will he be angry?

Tears threatens to fall from your anxious eyes. Loki is always unpredictable, and today would be no different. You're pregnant with his child and he's gone.

Steve Rogers finds you quaking in the elevator.

"Hey," he greets. He sees your furrowed brows and clenched fingers. "What's up, (Y/N)? Are you okay?"

You take a deep breath in and shut your eyes for a moment.

"I'm pregnant," you whisper. You pry open your eyes to gauge his reaction.

He stares at you. A smile starts to form on his face.

"Congratulations, (Y/N)! I'm sure Loki's going to be ecstatic!"

You let loose a sigh of relief.

"You really think so?"

"Of course! I know I would be."

You fold your arms across your chest. The elevator bell dings. The doors open.

"You are going to tell him right away, aren't you?" Steve asks.

"Of course. I'll let you know how it goes." You flash him a small smile.

He winks as the doors close in front of him. He whizzes up to the upper floors.

You make your way slowly to the lounge, nerves prickling under your skin. Your entire body braces itself for impact as you walk through the door but only Natasha is seated inside. She looks up.

"Hey, (Y/N)."

"Hi Nat." You breathe in through your nose and make your way over to the couch she's sitting on. "I need your help."

She turns to you, placing her mug of coffee onto the table and switching off the TV.

"Sure, what's up?"

You show her the test. She takes it from you and reads the markings etched upon it. A big smile graces her sharp face.

"(Y/N)! This is fantastic news! Have you told Loki yet?" She reaches forwards and wraps you in a tight, joyous hug.

You cringe. She pulls away and hands the test back to you.

"Not yet. I can't find him."

She laughs. "And here I thought you two knew each other by heart. Didn't he tell you he'd be in the library today?"

You recall the conversation you'd had with him that morning as you lay in bed, caressing one another's warm, drowsy skin. He had told you about his excursion to the room of books, but in the mentality of havoc raging inside you, you'd forgotten. You blush with embarrassment.