You Have Heart

Chapter 6

Loki stiffened at Stark's words. His entire body tensed for a moment. It was nearly indiscernible, but you were close enough to sense it and notice the slight change in his body. Or perhaps it was a soulmate thing. You hadn't really done much research on the soulmate bonds. You hadn't had a soulmate, so it hadn't been a priority to research exactly what abilities you could gain from finding your soulmate.

It was quickly becoming a priority in your life.

You noticed Loki stiffen, but Thor seemed to be the only other one who did. And he didn't react quickly enough. Loki was on his feet in a moment. "Pardon me for a moment, drotning," he told you while you stared up at him in shock. He gave a meaningful look to Thor, one you couldn't quite decipher at the moment, then strode toward Stark all in one graceful movement.

You barely had time to comprehend what had happened before Loki had strode across the room. Thor moved closer to you and you finally understood the look Loki had given him. He was telling Thor to look after you while he did... whatever he was going to do. You were going to have to have a conversation with him about his perception of you being a helpless mortal. That wasn't going to fly, though you understood his concern now that he finally had found you. Still, you weren't going to put up with him treating you like a fragile porcelain doll.

You didn't have long to wait to find out what Loki was up to. By the time you'd figured out the look he'd given Thor, Loki was across the room and had grabbed Stark by the throat, easily lifting him off the ground with one hand.

You jumped to your feet. "Loki!" You protested. You started to go to him to get him to stop strangling Stark. You were halted after a single step by unmovable warm arms around you, holding you to an equally warm unmovable Thor. You squirmed, but were no match for the god's strength. "Thor! Let me go!" You protested

"No, lady. Wait a moment. Everything is alright," Thor reassured you as he held you tightly to him. His arms were a vice around you and your back was pressed against his warm chest, your arms pinned to your sides.

"How is everything alright?" You demanded.

Loki was holding Stark in the air. By the throat. Stark's hands scrabbled at Loki's on his neck. "I put up with your unwarranted derogatory comments toward me," Loki growled, glaring daggers at the mortal man. "I will not tolerate any such negativity toward my soulmate. She has done nothing to deserve it," his grip tightened on Stark and he strode toward the wall of windows, carrying Stark easily with one hand. His voice was a snarl and he was using his patented murder strut as he was literally going to murder Stark.

Before you could do anything to get out of Thor's freakishly strong grip, Loki threw Stark out of the window. Loki threw Stark out of the window. Loki defenestrated Stark.

Fuck!

Loki had thrown Stark out of the window.

No one seemed to care.

Loki calmly stepped to the side and observed his handiwork as Stark fell toward the ground yelling.

You somehow managed to squirm out of Thor's arms and ran over to the window. "Loki! Stark! What did you-?" You demanded. The window was definitely broken and you saw Stark falling toward the street below.

Loki's cold arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you away from the window. "Easy, drotning," he soothed when you were safely away from the broken glass. "The tin man will be just fine," he told you. You looked up at him with panic and horror in your eyes.

You didn't understand how Stark would be alright and would survive being fucking defenestrated from like thirty stories up. At least, you didn't understand until something red and gold went flying out of the window after Stark. One of the famous Iron Man suits.

That was also why Loki had pulled you out of the way, so the suit wouldn't knock you out of the window after Stark.

Loki shifted to wrap an arm around your shoulders and lead you back toward the couch. "It's alright, drotning," he reassured you again.

"Yes, the suit will save him," a female voice said from the elevator as it dinged. You looked over and saw two men and the female speaker. You recognized them all from interviews and pictures of the team: Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, and Clint Barton. There was absolutely no doubt then that this really was the Avengers' tower. The Avengers were here.

You had to fight not to fangirl over them all being there.

"Yeah, he tends to get defenestrated a lot when he annoys people. I think Lokes here is going for a record already," Barton teased. You expected that he wouldn't be on Loki's side after the mind-control thing, but apparently he'd forgiven Loki, or realized that Loki was mind controlled too at the time.

Loki rolled his eyes. "Not nicknames from you too, hawk," he grumbled, puffing up like an affronted cat. Names seemed important to the god. You'd keep that in mind. Though you had a feeling that there were different rules for you than for the others.

Still, you would have to be careful not to be defenestrated too.

"Stark programmed the suit to save him after the first time he was thrown out the window," Natasha explained as the three of them approached. Loki's grip on you tightened a little protectively. He didn't quite trust Thor's friends, it seemed. Stark had mentioned something about the short time he'd been there. And something else about house arrest.

You looked over at the window again as Tony flew back in wearing his Iron Man suit. "Reindeer Games, fix the window," he told Loki grumpily when the faceplate lifted.

Loki rolled his eyes again, but gestured to the window, which repaired itself with a shimmer of green magic.

"So, when's your soulmate moving in?" Stark asked.

Moving in?

Wait-

What??