Loki's fall (sequel to loss and Loki)

I Come In Peace

A/N: more flashbacks?

I swung open the front door, forcing a tight smile onto my face as I saw who it was on the front step.

"I went out and bought flowers." He announced, pushing a bouquet of lilies into my hands as I let him in.

"Why?"

"It's called a nice gesture."

"Wouldn't they look nicer in the ground? Not dead?"

He sighed wearily and walked into the kitchen to fill up a large glass with water. I followed him in and watched as he slipped the wrapping off the flowers and dunked them into the water. I didn't even like lilies.

"I have flowers in the garden that are still growing-."

"Yeah I know, honestly I just thought it would be nice. Sometimes I forget you're not like most of the women I've date- slept with." He coughed out, smiling brightly at me. I frowned for a minute, genuinely wondering how the hell i'd got to this point in my life.

"You make me sound so 'quirky'." I muttered and he laughed lightly, looking me over intently.

"Oh dear god what is that smell?" Seb exclaimed, wrinkling his nose as he scouted the vicinity of the kitchen with his eyes for the source of the offending odour.

"I tried to cook."

"Oh shit."

"Yeah..."

"I'll order something then."

I nodded absent mindedly, bouncing up to sit on the counter as Seb fixed me with an odd look. He seemed to be smiling at me with a strange suggestive glimmer in his deep hazel eyes. I returned his gaze with a blank impassive stare as I attempted to comprehend the feeling behind his eyes.

"Last night was...amazing." He uttered quietly, hesitantly reaching out to me as he smiled genuinely, the jovial glint shimmering in his intense gaze. His cautious fingers trailed down my arm and I gave him a bright smirk, silently assuring him, as I could practically feel the wariness pouring off him. Was I really that intimidating?

"Oh really? What did you do?" I queried lightly, taking the glass of water Seb had handed me. He fixed me with a confused look and a small smile crossed his face almost as if he was trying to decide whether to laugh or not.

"Umm... you?"

My eyes widened for a second and I dropped my head, biting back a laugh. Well shit. That Seemed to have slipped my mind.

"Yeah it was great." I countered, smirking seductively once I'd collected myself. I slowly looked him over suggestively, biting my lip to really sell it to him as he grinned sheepishly, clearly none the wiser.

I was fairly sure the experience was wholly underwhelming. Not that I completely remembered it after the amount we drank last night.

I was still oblivious to the reason why he'd even stuck around with me. I had a vague idea of the way he'd felt about me a while ago. After He'd given his 'welcome to the neighbourhood' spiel when I'd moved here, and decided he needed to come over every day to make sure I was 'settling in okay'.

He was nice. There wasn't anything complicated about it he was just a purely kind person. Someone that deserved the world of good, and someone to treat him right.

I resisted all his advances at first. Every time he'd ask me out or show up at my door with...flowers. God I resorted to being an absolute prick to him just so I could keep him away, where he couldn't be hurt by my inability to feel what he so obviously felt.