As the Avengers personal witch you were bombarded with task and favours daily. Most of the time you didn't mind but took joy in causing chaos and pranks when bored.
Loki being the god of tricks himself admired Y/n's skills in sorcery and mischief...
"Y/n! Loki!" Peter swung in through the open balcony door. "You two have to see this!" Rushing from the couch to Peter he held out his phone which had some sort of story on it.
"What is it?"
"It's trending everywhere! It's a (you and Loki ship name) Fanfic!"
"What sorcery is this?!: Loki x Y/n," you read aloud.
"Even Flash read it! Apparently it's really really good, this Anna Watson wrote it," (Sorry to toot my own horn here guys)
"Wasn't that the name of the girl that interviewed us?" Loki looked to see your nod of confirmation.
"And... why did you scream bloody murder to show us this?"
"Thought you might just want to know," Peter shrugged before taking his phone back and walking to the kitchen.
"You need not to scare us half to death, Spiderling!" Loki scolds. "Back to the moving picture mirror?"
"It's called a Tv, Loki,"
"I know,"
~~~
You couldn't help it, stop yourself, hold back.
You had to read it!
Burying your head in your phone, under the covers, surrounded by your mass of pillows and in pitch black darkness. The illuminating blue screen etched into your head as each word read past.
"Y/n?" You hiss and throw a shoe at Pietro who falls back with a cry and closes the door.
You didn't need sleep, you needed answers.
You needed a new chapter!
But the mass of (you and Loki ship name) fics will do just fine. There were so many... so many...
~~~
"My darling? What has caught your attention?" Loki used a wooden shield between him and your form, entering your room with caution.
"Nothing!" You roll over and hide your phone.
"Hitting the speedster multiple times with something for disturbing you doesn't seem like nothing," he sat on your bed and pulled you into his lap, inspecting your drained eyes. "When was the last time you looked away from that wretched device?"
"Last night,"
"And what day do you think it is?"
"Uh... yesterday was Tuesday so today in Wednesday!"
"Right," Loki snatched your phone and pocketed it before tucking you in bed. "It's Sunday night, my dear, and evidently you need sleep,"
"Whatever," you groan and drag him beside you. "Don't think you're getting away so easily,"
"I know your play, Enchantress," He lifted the phone and made it disappear.
"Dammit!"
Letting his arm wrap you closer he kisses your crown. "Sleep now, rest those beautiful eyes,"
"Stop charming me, silver tongue,"
"I'm sure you know my silver tongue very well," he snickers as you sleepily slap his arm. "Goodnight, Darling,"
"Night, Lokitty," using the last of your energy you conjured a pair of cat ears on his head and snored yourself into a deep sleep.
"Silly enchantress,"
~~~
The way your chest rose and fell, arms curled up and flushed against him. He couldn't get enough of it. Running his fingers through your h/c hair, combing the ends back to get a better look of your face.
Though the bags under your eyes worried him, intriguing curiosity as to what had taken up your attention for the past few days.
Loki will have to thank the Spiderling for teaching him how to unlock someone's phone. After dimming the lights of the screen, Loki scrolled through what your were looking at.
"Loki?" Your eyes widen at the familiar screen. "Loki!" You snatch the phone as he held back a chuckle. "Asshole, don't you know how to respect people's privacy??"
"You were reading... fanfic, was it? About us?"
"Shut up, Friggason,"
"I certainly will not," he chuckles, pulling you back into his arms. "I do admit it's a good read,"
"You're insufferable," burying your head in the crook of his neck, you feel his chest vibrate with a laugh. "I was curious okay?"
"I can't blame you, I was too, though it seems I have more self control,"
"Hey!" You slap his arm, letting your eye shoot up at him.
"If you enjoy the idea of all these things, the small gestures, you must be mistaken to think I haven't planned to do such thing for my Enchantress,"
"Small things? Like what?"
His eyes glint with mischief. "Like... cuddles," wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. "And... small kisses," He placed one on your forehead before a few trailing to your neck. "And as many words of affirmation needed to remind you of your priceless worth,"
"Loki," You chuckle.
"Yes, my darling? My intelligent, gorgeous, infuriatingly adorable darling?"
"Infuriatingly adorable?"
He pulls back from the crook of your neck. "Incredibly infuriating,"
"How so?" You tease as he hoists you onto his lap.
"Your smile, laugh and especially those undeniable eyes," with your head against his, lips moved towards one another. "So undeniable I was certain you had placed a love spell on me,"
"A love spell? On the great almighty Prince Loki, Master magician of Asgard?"
"Stop it," he snarls playfully, pinching your cheek lovingly.
"Never,"
~~~
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