A/N- Loki is only 21 in Midgardian years, and I'm saying the reader is like 17. I know it may sound weird, but it's only 4 years and that in my mind isn't a large gap. SO JUST- yeah.
Once I knew Tony was gone I went back to the elevator.
"Miss Stark, I'm not supposed to allow you to leave your level."
I sighed, "Are we really gonna do this F.R.I.D.A.Y? We both know I know all the codes, and will get down there."
"I'm sorry Miss Stark, you'll have to use the override codes."
I rolled my eyes, and typed them onto the little pad. With that F.R.I.D.A.Y took me back to Loki's level. I went to his door, and I got one knock in before it was thrown open. I was in the middle of going to knock again, so I stumbled forward and right into his chest. I stood back up, and turned red.
"Sorry bout that." I held back uncomfortable laughter.
"I do not wish to anger your father any more than I already have."
"Then don't." I sly smirk spread across my face, "I still want you turn into him, and you can't make him mad if you're him."
He furrowed his brows, "That does not make sense darling."
What the fuck. I took a breath trying to calm the sudden nerves that shot up.
I swallowed hard, "It does in my mind, thank you very much."
He shook his head, "Please leave me alone."
He went to shut the door, but I stopped it with my hand.
"Nope" I popped the 'p'. "I'm bored, and kinda grounded."
He re-opened the door, and looked me over. "You do not look old enough to be grounded." He said the word like it was poison.
"I'm really not, but there's not much I can do about it. That's why I learned all the override codes to all the different protocols my dad can activate."
He chuckled a little, and it made me smile.
"You are more mischievous than I imagined."
Ha, he spoke wrong.
"So you've been imaging me? Quite weird since we haven't met."
He laughed again, "I'm not an idiot mortal. I can tell when technology is hiding something."
He lightly brushed his fingers down my cheek, and a small laugh escaped my lips.
"Funny, anyway can you turn into my dad or not?"
I tried to change the conversation away from anything remotely affectionate. In a way I get this from my father, he was terrible with affection until mom. When he met Pepper, he allowed himself be something other than rude, and cocky. So I blame my uncomfortableness with this subject on him.
"I can."
"So do it."
"No."
We stared at each other for a few seconds before F.R.I.D.A.Y's voice rang out.
"Miss Stark, Tony is looking for you."
My eyes widened, and I pushed Loki further into his room. When he was in enough, I stepped in and shut the door behind me.
"What are you doing?"
"Hiding." I rolled my eyes, and walked over to his closet.
I threw it open to see it was basically empty. I gawked at how few clothes he had. I turned to him, and he was just watching me.
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Avengers/Marvel Imagines
FanfictionA lot of different Avengers stories. You can also send requests, and I will write them! There's a generally theme to a lot of the stories, so sorry. I always prefer to read ones that are like being on love with your friend, and that kinda thing. Als...
