Loki cringes when your sleeping body lean against him. His skin starts to creep and he tries to push you away, but is afraid it will wake you and gives up.
A few episodes into the second season, Loki looks at you. He wonders how you can sleep so comfortably in his presence, despite your war. Aren't you afraid he'll do something? Turn you into a mouse and conjure up a cat?
He is your enemy, yet you fall asleep on his shoulder. How odd isn't that?
His attention turns back to the Avatar. He smiles a sad smile and laughs quietly. "You're missing the good stuff," he whispers before leaning his head on yours. "Just this one time."
***
After the morning jog, the two of you eat breakfast together. You stay silent throughout, bothered by having fallen asleep on Loki's shoulder.
You take turns showering and you ask what he wants to do today.
"I don't know, what do you usually do?" he replies with a solemn expression.
"I'm often in my study, sketching."
"What do you sketch?"
"Suits, weaponry, gear. Things that'll help in tricky situations."
Loki nods absentmindedly. "We can do that."
You don't ask what he means by that and take him to the study. You sit at your sketching table while he's by your desk, reading one of your books.
A few hours go by before Loki give up on the generic plot and walks up to you and leans over your shoulder. "Interesting concept. What's it for?"
"My gauntlets."
He looks surprised. "What are they for?"
"Fighting, duh."
He rolls his eyes. "Obviously."
You sigh. "I use them when fighting. I don't leave without them."
He looks down at your already covered hands. "I have noticed. How come?"
"Trade secret."
He grins. "Oh dear, you don't consider us partners?"
"Öh, no. You're an Asgardian prisoner and I'm... a superhero."
Tension fills the air and Loki silently leaves the room. You regret opening your mouth, but recognise you have a point. You're not partners, but a prisoner and his guard. You're a superhero and he's a supervillain. Or did he forget he blew half of Manhattan to kingdom come and tried to enslave humanity?
***
You open the door to your room and your jaw drops. The room is disgustingly bright pink, with balloons covering the floor. Decorations of butterflies, dragons and frogs hang from the ceiling, the bathroom door, the entrance where you stand and even the TV.
"What the fuck?" you can't help but say. "LOKI!"
You throw open the bathroom door, but it's empty. Where the hell did that Jotun go?
You run all around the base to smash his head in, but give up after realising he's gone into hiding and won't come out. Cursing again, you stalk back to your room and begin to clean away the balloons. You shout profanities to the heavens once you discover the confetti underneath.
***
It's past dinner time when Loki returns to the room. You're sitting by your computer desk, scrolling through the news, when you hear the door open.
YOU ARE READING
When We Lie
FanfictionTwo years after the disastrous incident that was Manhattan, Loki is given an opportinuty to integrate back into society. Where else to go but Earth and the Avengers? Sadly, the one in charge of Loki isn't Thor, but you. It doesn't take long for Loki...
