Eye of the Beholder (Loki Love Story)

Chapter 9 Our First Dance

Instantly I see Loki is standing there but he is not wearing his usual attire. It looks a lot more human as he is wearing a suit which is black with tints of green and gold in it and god he looks great. He looks so handsome. As I look at him, he is looking at me in awe as he admires the dress which matches the green in his suit and eyes.

"You look... ravishing beautiful." He whispers, still staring at me.

I smile, feeling a tint in my cheeks, "Thanks... you look so good in a suit, very dashing and handsome."

He smiles, "Well I thought I would try something more human." He then offers his hand to me, "Now may I escort the gorgeous Katrina to the party?"

"You may." I say, taking his hand.

Then we go over to the lift and get inside before I press the button and we go up to the main floor, ready for the party.

When the lift door opens, the party has already started and there is a lot more people here than I expected. My brother is here along with the original avengers but Vision, Wanda, Sam, Rhoedy, Maria, Coulson, Pepper and some other people are also here. Most of them are just drinking but a few others are playing pool and fuse ball. None are dancing yet but I hope there is dancing as I would love to dance with Loki.

"This isn't what I expected." Loki whispers.

I laugh as we go onto the floor, "Wait until they are drunk."

We chuckle as we go over to get drinks and I can tell Loki is worried. Considering a lot of people in here are staring at us, whispering about us both but Tony comes over and gets us drinks. Before making us join everyone on the sofa where Loki is welcomed and we start celebrating the return of my sight.

The hours go by and we have had a lot of fun. Eating, drinking and chilling with our friends. I spend the whole evening with Loki beside me as we play games and he opens up to everyone about his life. Not as much as detail as he did with me but enough so they understand. He becomes more relaxed the more he makes friends with them and it makes me happy. But even though I am having so much fun, I kind of hoped to dance with Loki but there is no dancing so I'm a tad disappointed. However it's been a really good night and since Loki is accepted by everyone, we can have more fun nights like this.

Once most of our friends have passed out including my brother who ended up stuck in his suit, sprawled on the fuse ball table, me and Loki left and went back to our floor. We both sit down on the sofa, not drunk surprisingly but it has been a long night and yet I wished I danced with Loki this evening.

"Your brothers parties are strange." He says, laughing slightly, "But a lot of fun."

I chuckle, "They always are. Sometimes it's just drinking and games like tonight. Other days there is music and dancing in a ballroom and everything. Hopefully, next time there will be dancing."

Loki seems to think for a moment not saying anything before he gets to his feet. His hand glows a bright green as he points at a stereo beside the tv and it begins playing classical music. Perfect to dance to and my eyes widen as I look at Loki who is smiling at me. He wants to dance with me?

He offers his hand to me, "May I have this dance?"

This makes me smile and I take his hand as I get to my feet and we move into the open space. I put my hand on his shoulder and the other in his hand as he puts his arm around my waist so we are close to each other. We begin dancing, getting lost in the music and it's impossible not to get lost in it. It's so much fun and he spins me around, making me smile before bringing me back close to him so I'm right up against him. God he is a magnificent dancer but I forget that thought as I get lost in his eyes.

The music comes to an end and we are right close to each other but neither of us pull away and we are so close. Our lips inches apart and its taking so much effort not to kiss him. But his cologne is intoxicating and I can feel my heart beating like mad.

"You are a magnificent dancer." He whispers, eyeing my lips.

I feel a smile on my lips as I try not to blush at his compliment, "So are you."

We keep staring at each other and he is looking at me with such a loving look that it's hard to resist him, not to kiss him. But I force myself to pull apart and I know my cheeks are red.

"Thank you Loki, for tonight."

Then I kiss him on the cheek, wishing it were the lips before going to my room and I know he is watching me as I go. I close the door behind me and god I wished I kissed him. God I wanted to so badly and I don't even know why I hesitated. It's not like there is anything in the way now that I can see but... I don't know. All I know is that I wanted to kiss him and he wanted to kiss me. Does he actually like me? In the end I force myself to go to bed and dream of us dancing into the morning light.