You turned off the hot water and stepped out of the shower onto the soft bathmat. Drying yourself off, you picked out some clean cloths and went to the living room.

Everyone was there, and it was Thor's booming laughter that had drew you to the scene. They were sitting around the coffee table on various articles of furniture, talking about god-knows-what, but they appeared to be enjoying themselves.

You didn't feel in the mood to join in, so you turned around and went to seek out quieter company. You tapped gently on Loki's door and then waited for a response. Once you heard, "come in," you opened the door. He was sitting up on his bed, book in hand.

When he looked up and saw it was you, he tore his eyes from his book and gave you his full attention. "Yes?" He asked. You walked over and sat on the bed.

"I don't want to be in the loud company of everyone right now. I figured I'd come and see if you wanted any friendly companionship," You told him playfully. 

"Thoughtful," he said, flashing you a smile. It made your stomach jump a little.

Sighing, you laid down beside him, feeling somehow sleepy. He looked down at you and laughed a little before turning his attention back to his book.

You closed your eyes for what felt like a second before you opened them again to see the evening light shining through the window and Loki laying next to you, his book on his bedside table.

It was probably somewhere near five o'clock. You wondered vaguely when Loki decided to put his book down and join you in a nap. Lifting yourself up you, looked down at him appreciatively.

He was beautiful. The movement must have woken him, because he started to to move slightly. His eyes opened and he looked up at you. You smiled.

"We've done it again," You told him. 

 He smiled slightly and responded, lifting himself into a sitting position, "with a better set of circumstances."

You yawned. "Yea these were a little better." You moved yourself so you were sitting facing him.

You guys talked and joked and laughed for a long while. It was amazing and you wished it would last forever. He told you about Asgard, about when he and Thor were younger, about the Asgardians, even told you about Midgard; how it was the center of the nine realms. You were having a simply marvelous time until you heard a tap at the door.

"Come in," Loki called. 

 The door opened and Natasha walked in. "I thought I would find you here," She said, seeing you two sitting on his bed like children telling secrets. "It's almost dinner. Are either of you joining us?"

 You looked at Loki, who shook his head slightly. "No, I'm not hungry," you informed her.

"Okay then, suit yourself." She couldn't help but smirk slightly as she backed out and closed the door.  

"Why won't you go eat?" Loki asked you.

"I'd rather stay here with you," You told him, shooting him a glance from under your eyelashes.

"Well it will be more fun this way, for sure," he said jokingly.

You continued to talk until the night crept upon New York. You both picked up a book and started reading together after a long while. You didn't notice him shooting you glances every now and then, admiring your worry-free face as you got absorbed in the novel you held.

You changed reading positions frequently while he kept his the the same for hours. After the tenth time in the past twenty minutes you changed your position, Loki said, "why can't you sit still?" 

And you replied to his question with another question. "How can you sit still? I would die if I stayed in one reading position for an hour." 

"Evidently," He grumbled. You throw a pillow at him and he throw one back at you. It turned into world war three....at the end of it he had a bloody nose form being hit in the face with a lamp shade and you had a black eye from a tennis ball he had found under the bed.

You were laying on your back in the now extraordinary messy room, staring at the ceiling and laughing so hard you thought you might die from the lack of oxygen.

Suddenly, the door burst open and everyone pilled into the room, weapons in hand. You stopped laughing and looked up at them, then over to Loki, whose face looked like a murder scene. You were sure yours didn't look much better.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Steve demanded. "We heard shouting and crashing from down stairs." His accusing words were panted. They must have all ran over when they heard the ruckus.

You slowly, with a guilty look on your face, looked over to Loki. You stared at each other for a second before looking back at your disgruntled teammates.

"I swear to God I almost had a heart attack," Tony exclaimed. 

"Care to explain?" Clint asked.

 "He made fun of me," You said, pointing a playfully accusing finger at Loki.

"Hey!" He yelled, "she kept moving the bed." You both started laughing again and everyone starting leaving, muttering under their breath things like, "scared the shit out of me." or, "had a freaking heart attack." and, "good god, never do that again..".

After a moment you and your bloodied companion went to the bathroom to clean each other up. His nose had stopped bleeding and he had split his lip, which you hadn't noticed before because it was covered in blood from what you thought was his nose.

You wiped the blood off his face and made him take his shirt off before the blood he had wiped on it set in. Since you cleaned his face, he insisted on doing the same for you. Cleaning your eye and the cut on your forehead with surprisingly gentle, steady hands. You wouldn't have felt any pain if he had cleaned your face with as much vigor as he could muster; so distracted were you by his stunningly attractive figure. Naked from the waist up, he did not appear to be unaware of the effect it was having on you, though you did try to hide it some. Your red countenance gave it away.

After assuming a new shirt, he walked you down the hall to your room and bid you goodnight. You stumbled to your bed in a haze, paying almost no attention to your footing. Tonight had certainly been interesting. 

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