Marvel Imagines

Loki- Unexpected

(Requested by MarvelLover4Life. She's a great writer, so I'd recommend checking out her DC Comics & Marvel imagines story!)

The day had started out fairly normal. You woke up, had breakfast, went through your daily routine, and decided to head to Central Park for some light reading.

When you spotted an empty bench and opened your book, you became aware of the sound of an animal panting in the bushes behind you.

Cautiously, you inch towards the sound. The animals breath hitches when you reach for the bush.

"It's okay," You murmur softly. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promise-"

A hand shoots out and grabs your wrist, then tugs you forward. You let out a startled yelp as you break through the leaves and crash into a man wearing a green and black costume.

"You are from Asgard?" He asks quickly, his eyes scanning your clothes in a way that makes your skin crawl. "Your attire is most dreadful, midgaurdian," He snarls, displeased.

Unable to move, you give him a crazed look. "W-What?"

He scoffs. "It is most irritating to be gawked at like some sort of prize, girl."

Snapping out of your daze, you scoot away and shake your head. "Asgard? Midguardian,"

Now that you really get a good look at him, your heart seems to stop. His shoulder length black hair, the green and black costume, his sharp eyes, and the way he carries himself all points to one person.

"You're Loki. Thor's brother?" You ask, gulping audibly when he gives you a murderous glance.

"You have been in my presence less than thirty seconds and you are already comparing me to that oaf?"

"Oh I'm not comparing," You say, spotting your book laying near Loki's feet. "i-if you don't mind, I'll be leave now-"

He grabs the book faster than you can, and raises an eyebrow at the cover in surprise. "I was not aware of midguardians similar interests in poetry,"

You almost smile. "You've heard of Shakespeare?"

He gives you an accusing look. "It is apparent that you are of the ignorant side of the human race,"

Rolling your eyes, Loki opens the book and begins scanning the pages.

"It's apparent that you're part of the arrogant side of the Asgardian race," You grumble, shrinking back when Loki's eyes shoot up.

"I believe you have something you wish to tell me, do you not?"

"Um," Tapping your fingers on something to say, you mutter "keep the book, I've got more at my apartment anyways."

He arches a thin eyebrow. "Are you inviting me to your living quarters?"

"W-What? N-No!"

He stands, ignoring your protests when he reaches down and pulls you up. "Well? Take me to this 'apartment' where you keep your other reading materials."
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"I'm going to trip,"

"You are not,"

"Yes, I am, Loki. I know it-"

"I am your eyes, (Y/n). Trust me to lead you when you cannot see,"

"...Fine,"

Gripping Loki's wrists, his fingers are placed over your eyes as he slowly pushes you forward.

Ever since that day in Central Park when he demanded you take him to your apartment, you've bonded over your love for poetry. Over the short time of six weeks, he's opened up to you more than he had to his own mother.

You eventually learned about his life in Asaguard and how he was living in his brothers shadow and never felt like he belonged. He showed the limited powers he posses, and you-

You tripped.

Loki's hand shoots out and grabs your forearm, saving you from face planting into the floor.

"I told you," You mutter once he's set you up straight.

He smiles. "That you did,"

Now realizing that you're in the living room, your eyes scan the space and spot the TV on, random snacks placed on the coffee table, and the couch made up with blankets and extra pillows.

"What's this?"

"I want to express my thanks to you," He says, taking your hand and directs you to the couch. "while I was out of the apartment, I remember that you said you wanted a film called (favorite movie), and searched until I was successful in finding it."

You grin as he grabs the remote, smiles sheepishly, then hands it to you.

"I am not familiar with this... blueray feature,"

You smile teasingly. "It is apparent that you are of the ignorant side of the Asgardian race,"