Truth or Dare

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A/N: Hello my lovely readers!  I just wanted to thank you all for the 100 reads! You are the best! Anyways, back to the story!

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(Tera's POV)
I guess I had fallen asleep, because several hours later, I woke up, confused about where I was. I couldn't sit up because there was something around my waist, holding me. I noticed my head and right hand were resting on something hard, sturdy and warm. I heard a faint sound, a slow heartbeat, realizing it was coming from what I laying on. I snapped my eyes open to see Loki sleeping next to me. He was the one holding me down, close to him. I tried to get up without waking him, but turns out he was already awake.

"I was wondering when you would wake dove," he said, opening his eyes.

I blushed. "Sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you."

"Yes, how dare you sleep after being so emotionally drained. Shame on you," he told me, rolling his eyes.

I gave him a tentative smile.

He lifted his arm from my waist, allowing me to sit up. When he moved his arm, a pang of sadness hit me. I wanted to stay in that position, laying in his arms. I realized Loki might be listening to my thoughts.

To deter him, I said, "Imagine if Tony walked in."

Loki cracked a smile. "I believe he would not like that sight."

I laugh, "I don't think so either."

A smirk formed on his lips. "Well then, in that case, I would prefer to stay like this."

He took my hand and pulled my back into him. I laughed, falling into my spot next to him. We spent the rest of the day like that, me reading and Loki playing with my hair. He insisted that he wasn't but I knew better.

I layed there, thinking if I had told Loki too much about my past. I hadn't meant to- it just came tumbling out of me. Before I told him, I wondered if I could trust Loki, but I reasoned after I told him about that mission with Foyer, it would be foolish to not trust him.

I smiled. It would be foolish to not trust the god of Lies.

But it was true. He convinced me that what Foyer had done to me wasn't my fault, I was doing what I had to. He took my hands, stared in my eyes and told me that that incident made me stronger, priceless, deserving the best. I blushed extremely hard at his words, having to make up an excuse to leave. Slowly, I began to believe him. He would tell me those words every day, with such sincerity, it was hard to not believe. Also that silver tongue of his could make me believe anything.

I felt relieved that I had told Loki about my past. The only person who had known was Nat, considering the fact that she was the one who had saved me. I was required to tell her what happened. After I told her, she became a second mom to me, always worrying about me, caring for my well-being. It took her several months for her to convince me to eat normal meals and to buy me clothes. After living for seven years of being afraid to eat, to talk, to ask for anything, it was strange to have her offering to buy my things, asking me to speak. I became fond of her very soon. When I turned 16, she asked Fury if I could be her intern. He agreed, only after she threatened to leave S.H.I.E.L.D.

I also started thinking about how Loki would always make me blush. It was really embarrassing actually. I was an absolute open book and I hated it. I convinced myself it was because after what my dad had done to me, I was just craving attention from a man. Nothing more. I refused to think it was anything more.

I sat up when I heard the team finally come home. Loki groaned, trying to pull me back.

"C'mon Loki, they've been gone for hours. I want to see them."

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