Perfect Partners (A Marvel/SVU Crossover FanFic)

The Gods

LOKI POV

Thor and I arrived back from Asgard. A year in Midgard time. A year. If I were to return to work at the station, there would be too many questions, and I doubt Y/N would even look in my direction. 

The music was echoing into the elevator, even before the doors opened. Thor and I exchanged a look, and then walked into the main room.

The normal team was there, but then my eyes found her. I had to blink at least 10 times. She was laughing and talking with Natasha on one of the couches, so she had not seen me. But then again, I'm no one she would recognize. Right?

"Hey! We didn't know you guys were returning today!" Natasha calls from the couch. 

That draws everyone's attention to us, and then I meet Stark's gaze, which is mixed with shock and a smirk. The anger builds up, and I storm over to him, "What the hell is this, Stark?!" 

He takes a sip from his drink, "First, hello to you too. Second, we had no idea you would be back, especially today. And third, Y/N is taking photos of the lab for me, so relax."

My eyes betray me and instantly look to her, and I notice myself calm. How the hell does she do that?

When I turn back to Stark, he's got this grin on his face, which I'm tempted to punch right off of his face. While I'm lost in that vision, he suddenly has me by the arm, "Y/N, let me introduce you to the Gods!" 

I struggle to break free of his grasp, and Stark grabs Thor along the way.

"Stark, stop!" I say as quietly, but angrily, as possible.

"Gods?" Y/N says as we approach.

Y/N (you) POV

"Gods?" I see Tony making his way over to the couch, with the two men that just came off the elevator.

"I'm Thor, God of Thunder," a man with long blonde hair takes your hand, brings it to his lips and kisses it.

You cannot hide your blush, causing Thor to smile, "Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N."

When you look to the other man, he is just looking at the floor, not making eye contact with you. Ok then. 

Thor looks to him in annoyance, "And this is Loki, my brother, God of Mischief, who has also apparently lost his ability to speak," he shoves him forward, causing him to finally make eye contact.

Your hand has been extended, which Loki then shakes, "Pleasure," he says. 

You both stare at one another for a few seconds, before realizing your hands are still together. "Uh, yea, same," you release his hand and walk back to Nat.

No one seems to notice the awkward interaction, they just get a drink or refill their drink, and sit down on the couches. 

"So, Tony tells me you worked with a partner for a bit," Pepper looks to you.

"Oh, do tell, Y/N! Was it a man?!" Nat asks raising an eyebrow.

"It...was. He, uh, went on "family business" over a year ago, and I have not heard or seen him since," you take a drink.

"Huh. Did anything happen between you two?" Nat hits your arm.

You don't see, but Loki and Tony exchange a quick look.

You clear your throat, "Yea, I'm going to need a refill before we cover that conversation. Steve?" You hold your glass to him and he takes it to the bar.

Once he's back, "Ok, spill," Nat says.

"We...never labeled what we were, if anything," you swirl the drink around in your glass.

"Well, what was he like?" Nat asks, all eyes and ears are now on you.

You take another sip and slightly laugh, "Sarcastic, but...charming, and the perfect mix of likeable and infuriating." 

"Sounds to me like you love him," Clint laughs behind his glass.

The room instantly falls quiet at his remark. "What?" you shake your head and look at Clint in disbelief.

"Way to ruin a mood, Clint," Steve smacks him on the shoulder before going to stand next to you.

"Just stating the obvious," Clint shrugs.

Now Bucky chimes in, "Maybe if he cared enough for her the same way, he would have come back."

You sit in your seat, still in shock about what Clint had just said, as the room fills with bickering on the subject from everyone. 

Your lost in thought, when a voice breaks through the others, a little louder than the rest, "Maybe he COULDN'T return, no matter how much he wanted to." When you look in the direction, you see that it was Loki making the comment.

There's a moment of no talking, before everyone picks up again. You stand, "MAYBE, you should all stop talking like I'm no longer in the room." That quiets everyone very quickly. "Tony, do you have a spare bed for me?" 

Tony stands as well, "Of course, Y/N." He glares at the guys. "Nat, can you show Y/N the spare room down the hall from yours?"

"Absolutely!" Nat puts her drink down, "Come on, Y/N." You follow her down the hall.

"As for you guys," Tony turns back to the group, "Maybe tomorrow's training should be on women."

You just get settled in the spare room, when there's a knock at your door. You pause the movie you were watching and open the door, "Loki, right?"

"Hi. May I speak with you for a moment?" Loki shifts, taking a step back to allow you into the hallway.

"Sure," you step out of your room.

"I'm...not one to do this, but I must apologize," he says uncomfortably.

"What for?" now you're confused.

"It was not my place to interject earlier in regards to...your partner," Loki barely makes eye contact, and starts to walk away.

"Loki...." you begin and he turns around. "Of all comments, yours was the one that did not need an apology," you sigh. "I guess, part of me just hopes you're right."

Loki takes a few steps back towards you, "If he had any common sense, then what I said is true. And if not, he's an idiot."

You smile and half laugh, "Thank you, Loki."

A small smile appears on his face as well, "Goodnight, Y/N."

"Goodnight," You lean in and kiss Loki on the cheek. When you pull away slightly, your eyes are frozen onto his, "Your eyes..."

Loki swallows, not breaking eye contact with you.

"They look just like...." you blink a few times and shake your head, "Nevermind."

Loki clears his throat, "Must be a common eye color or something."

In the midst of this, you realize your hand has moved to Loki's cheek, but you cannot bring yourself to move it. 

Loki realizes this too, but only after he has relaxed into your palm, "Y/N...I'm going to have to apologize once more."

Your hand remains on his cheek, your thumb tracing his jaw line, "Why's that?"

"Because of this," Loki looks at your lips before leaning in and kissing you.