Frost Bite (Loki x OC)

Chapter 2

Eira's mind was racing as she got home and went inside. She took off her boots and padded over to her arm chair to sit down. WIth a frustrated sigh, she thought about what had happened, even now she felt the need to go and find him, though not as intense as before. She brought her knees to her chest and succumbed to the sweetness of sleep. When she opened her eyes, she was once again face to face with none other than Loki. In a frenzy she distanced herself from him and instead occupied the opposite corner of the room, which just so happened to be his closet. Realizing that she could use her powers made her wonder just how many things she could really do in this form. With that thought in mind, she went into his closet and looked around a bit. Green, black and gold, well colour her surprise, of course the man has nothing else in his closet. She searched and searched and much to her surprise, she found a hoodie that she liked. Without a second thought, she took the hooded coat from his closet and slipped her arms through the sleeves. She didn't need to see herself to know that she rocked it better than he could ever hope to.

She floated around some more only to come across a separate compartment of the closet. Curiosity getting the best of her, she opened the compartment and stared in shock. She picked up an oddly familiar hand knitted green sweater and was very confused on how and why it was there of all places. Two years ago, Eira had taken up knitting as a hobby and one of her first pieces was an emerald green sweater she made in mind of Loki, which went missing not long after she completed it and hung it up in her closet. This sweater was the one she made. She looked around some more and saw a bracelet, a belt, mittens, two headbands and 4 hair ties, all made for Loki from her. Why did he have all of this stuff? How did he even get it? She was sure she had a blackhole in her apartment because of how quickly things went missing. This was absurd.

"Are you done snooping around Miss EIra?'" a velvety voice whispered in her ear, making her unintentionally make snow because she had been scared. Eira turned around and saw Loki staring amusedly at her, smirk adorning his features, She backed up completely, "Y-you can see me?!" she shrieked in horror, thinking back to all of the things she'd done in his presence  thinking he couldn't see her. "Hm... since two years ago to be precise." Loki hummed in confirmation. Eira swallowed thickly and decided that it was time for her to leave. "I mean, it wouldn't make much sense for you to leave as these dreams are for you to learn more about me." Loki drawled as he looked her straight into her eyes, to which she didn't hold for long. "This is absurd. If you could see me all of this while, why didn't you say anything." Eira inquired genuinely curious to his answer.

"I liked it better when you were comfortably yourself around me. I had to refrain myself a lot of time recently though, you were especially touchy," Loki admitted quite easily. Eira realized that he purposefully let her see all she saw about what he was doing. "Why..... do you have the things I've been making for you?" she hesitantly asked. Loki smiled wickedly at her and walked out of the room, "This 'deprived of love young man that's thirsty for attention' has nothing to say to that." Loki hummed as he modelled out of the room. Eira stood there shell shocked and confused, she slowly put two and two together and realized that her tripping after she made that comment might have something to do with Loki. She quickly followed him out of the closet.

"You were there, weren't you? You tripped me!" She hissed. "Darling, don't blame me for your clumsiness." he snickered in retort. Eira was dumbfounded, not only did this little thief steal her things, well technically his things, but he tripped her for saying something that was completely true. "I should've thrown a bigger snowball at you." she mumbled under her breath, taking a seat on his bed. Loki raised an eyebrow at her as she flopped back onto his bed unceremoniously, looking completely at home, not that he minded. "Sweetheart, you know you appear here with whatever you're wearing, please do refrain from sleeping in only a shirt and undergarments." Loki said nonchalantly. "Why? Does it bother you?" Eira bit back still salty that she had been fooled for so long, two years! "No, it's quite pleasing to the eye actually." Loki teased while flipping through a book and coming back to the bed to take a seat. Eira huffed and kicked him off of the bed, laughing at his bewildered face as he obviously didn't expect that. Some of his hair had flopped onto his face in disarray which only made the sight funnier. As Eira was laughing, Loki twisted his hand in a slow but precise movement that caused the sheets to move and throw Eira onto the ground. Then with another hand movement akin to the first, the sheet wrapped her up and immobilized her. Loki dropped himself back on the bed with a huff and rolled his eyes at the struggling figure on the floor that was no longer laughing.