Loki x Reader

Confrontation is scary

Lmao so basically get ready for probably too much dialogue and not enough detail bc I have no talent but it's cool.
Also I forgot about the bench in the cell so forget about it too please?

You stood in front of the glass, feet shoulder-width apart and your arms crossed. Loki slowly looked over from where he was standing.

"Are you afraid of me?" He asked, tauntingly.

"I've no reason to be."

"Have they not told you?"

"To be honest, I don't think Tony even knows the full idea of what's going on. I can't just believe what people say."

He walked closer to the glass, eyeing you as he did. "You're not really part of the team, are you?"

"Why would you say that?"

"You're...incredibly young. Hm, 18? 19? Mortal years, of course. Right?"

"19, yes."

"(Y/N)! What the hell are you-"

You slowly turned your head to look at Tony, then back to Loki. You heard Tony's footsteps as he slowly left the room.

"(Y/N), was it?" Loki asked after Tony was surely gone.

"Yes." You lowered your guard and stepped closer to the glass.

"Tell me..why are you here?" He began pacing slowly in his cell.

"Visiting you?"

"Yes."

"Curious....I guess. I don't see the harm in it, but it could also be because I'm careless."

"Did you come to get information? Secrets? Or perhaps even my plans?"

"Nah, that's not my position. Just came to meet you."

"Meet me? Well, you've met me."

"Oh please. Besides, you seem fairly easy to talk to." You looked around the rest of the room. "Surely you get bored in here?"

"Well I can't exactly say bored, but indeed, there is nothing to occupy myself with."

"What do you usually do in your free time?"

"It's rare that I ever got it."

"That's not what I asked."

He chuckled and walked up to the glass. "You're...daring."

"Why do you say that?" You asked, meeting him closely.

"I'm quite sure you know what I'm capable of and what I aim to do, yet you still challenge me in conversation. ...almost in a friendly manner, too."

"Well, the worst that can happen is death, which is inevitable anyway, so what difference does it make? Plus, I enjoy a little mischief myself."

Something about his eyes changed. "Really? I find that hard to believe."

"That's unfortunate. Now back to my question."

"Of course. I enjoy reading, however I have none to occupy myself with."

"I could supply you with some if you'd like?"

"You read as well?"

"Not as much as I used to...I draw and write more."

"Write?"

"My own stories."

"Perhaps you'll let me read them?"