Before You Go (Avengers x Reader)

Loki - when you meet the Avengers

Loki has been living with you for a couple of weeks now and you've been getting on great. Too great. You've developed a slight crush on the God of Mischief and its killing you knowing that he doesn't feel the same way back. The raven-haired and green-eyed god has captured your heart. He's been fine though, you thought that he would have been difficult to live with, but he does everything you say.
Groaning, you pull the sheets tighter around your body. You worked a night shift and you're exhausted. Loki has gone out shopping for you; hopefully, he's okay. You open one (E/C) eye to check the time but someone obstructs your view. With a small yelp, you shuffle to the other side of the bed and that's when you notice the other people standing in the room. You glare at them with utter confusion. Who are they? What do they want?
"Hello." You say cautiously.
"Ms (Y/L/N), we need to ask you some questions." A red-haired girl asks.
Running a hand through your (H/L) (H/C) hair you sigh. "Shoot."
A buff dude with blonde hair holds up a picture and steps forward.
"We have reason to believe that you are hiding this criminal." He says.
You take one look at the picture and when you notice its Loki you try to stay cool.
"I've never seen this man. Maybe you should ask the other residents in the building. I don't socialise with people." You grin and climb out of bed.
You feel six pairs of eyes watching you as you move into the living room. You turn on (F/TV/S) and curl your legs under your body. Footsteps pound into the living room and you sigh. These guys are still here! You try to ignore them but one of them steps in front of the TV. You glare up at the bearded man.
"Excuse me!" You growl.
"Listen, we need Loki to help us."
"Oh, a second ago you just called him a criminal."
A guy with long blonde hair stomps to you and lifts you by your throat. You claw desperately at his hands.
"Where is Loki?" He booms.
"I-I don't know!" You stutter, now scared for your life.
"Thor! Let her go!" The girl yells.
"Lady Natasha, I need to know where my brother is!" Thor shouts.
You cower, making him let you go.
"I'm sorry if I scared you." He says in almost a whisper.
You hold your neck, drinking in the oxygen.
"Who are you guys?"
"We're the Avengers. I'm Natasha Romanoff, aka, Black Widow." The girl says.
"Clint Barton, Hawkeye."
"Tony Stark, Iron Man, billionaire-"
Natasha's glare shuts him up.
"Bruce Banner."
"Steve Rodgers, Captain America."
"Thor Odinson, I'm sorry if I hurt you."
You take in their appearances and make the rash decision to trust them.
"I'm (Y/N) (Y/L/N). If I help you find Loki can you promise not to hurt him?" You ask timidly.
Thor smiles broadly and hugs you; lifting you off the ground.
"We promise. We just need him to help us."
Thor plants you back down and you stare at the Avengers.
You run a shaky hand through your tangled hair. "Okay, I'll tell you."