Marvel/Avengers One-Shots!

Jealousy is a Green Eyed Monster [Loki - Fluff]

You and Loki had been borderline dating for a few weeks now. He had kissed you unexpectedly after you had gotten upset over a silly romantic movie. He had laughed at your 'typical Midgardianness' of getting upset at a sad romantic movie; regardless, he still comforted you by wrapping you up in his slender arms. You had responded by softly sobbing into his chest, when you eventually gained your composure you looked up to him and thanked him, his emerald eyes turning soft and inviting. He quickly pushed his lips onto yours briefly, before pulling back and scanning your face for a reaction. You were confused at first, but soon kissed him once more. Since then, you and him had been almost inseparable, and although you hadn't put a label on your relationship, you acted as if you were already a couple.

You were currently resting against Loki's shoulder as you flicked through TV channels. You were sitting in Stark Towers.  Tony had allowed you to have your own floor after becoming an Avenger yourself. Loki also had also been awarded his own floor after Thor had brought him from Asgard and persuaded Tony that he could be an asset to them.

Thor walked out of the elevator and smiled over to the pair of you.
"Brother, Lady (y/n)." He greeted.
"Hey, Thor." You replied happily, Loki sat silently at your side. Thor walked past the pair of you and into the kitchen, returning moments later with a glass of water.
He drops down on the sofa next to you, causing you to move closer into Loki's side in order to make space for him. Thor clears his throat. You look over to him and he looks slightly uncomfortable.
"Everything okay?" You ask.
"Actually, I require your assistance." He speaks, his voice not as loud or confident as it usually is.
"With what?" You ask, curiously.
Loki's attention has also been captured and he clicks the television off.
"Well, Lady Jane is to have a birthday in the upcoming week and a gift is in order. I would indeed like you to assist me in choosing one." He speaks, still cautious.

Loki chuckles and all attention is shifted to him.
"You Midgardians and your annual celebrations." He states.
"Hey!" You laugh, hitting his arm softly, "does that mean I shouldn't expect a gift this year?"
"If you wish for me to shower you with materialistic things, I can easily do so." He replies, looking more serious. "Or I can show you great things that cannot be bought." You catch a mischievous glint in his bright eyes and open your mouth to ask what he could possibly be implying. However, Thor speaks once more and the opportunity is gone.
"Lady (y/n), are you willing to help?"
"Of course I will."

Thor's face lights up, however Loki doesn't look as pleased.
"I was hoping to go into what is known to you as 'the mall', today."
"Sure, I'll come with you." You say, "When are we leaving?"
"As soon as possible." Thor answers, delightedly.

You stand in your bedroom, applying a slight layer of makeup and making sure you look presentable enough to go out in public. You hear a brief knock on your bedroom door and Loki enters. His long, slender legs allowing him to swiftly stride across the room until he is standing behind you. You look at his reflection in the mirror you are facing and lock eye contact.
"My oaf of a brother has informed me that I am not allowed to accompany you." He states, deep in thought. "He thinks I will only complain."
"We won't be long, Loki." You reassure.
"But can I trust him to take care of you?" He asks, placing a hand on your waist.
"I'll be fine, Loki, don't worry."

He steps forward slightly so that half of his chest is touching your back as he stands slightly to the side of you so that he can still be seen in the mirror. He lifts his chin up and looks proudly into the reflection.
"Look how beautiful we look together. Just think of how perfect we would look standing at the throne of Asgard, ruling over them."
You blush slightly at Loki's words. Did this mean he wanted you to be together?

The moment is ruined, however, when Thor's mighty voice booms in from the passage way.
"Lady (y/n)? Are you ready?"
You sigh and smile sympathetically at Loki, knowing you have to leave him on his own. He deflates slightly at the moment being ruined but quickly gains his composure before strutting out of your bedroom without so much as a 'see you later'. You gather your composure, still feeling quite flushed, and follow Thor out of the building.