Avengers Imagines

Loki

"Let's just say he's good looking," your friend tells you, giggling as she takes your hand and continues to drag you to the coffee shop where she's decided to set you up with a homeless man who apparently 'fell out of the sky'. Corrections, a 'hot' homeless man. You have to admit, you aren't that excited. It's not the homeless part, it's the trouble with dating you've had lately. Ok. So it is a little bit of the homeless part too.

You arrive at the coffee shop and scan the place, expecting a either overweight, or under nourished man, with uncut and unwashed hair and maybe even a long, unruly beard. You don't see anyone that fits your description. "Ok. So how long do you expect me to wait for him?" you say, not very impressed that he's not even here yet. You'd think he'd have the common decency to be early to a set up like this. He'd agreed to it before you had.

"He's already here. Chill."

Your eyes widen. Every single person here does not match your description, and your expectations are suddenly pushed a little bit higher. You're not expecting flower or anything, but you're definitely expecting a clean looking guy. After all, all the men in the cafe look clean.

There are ten men sitting here alone - oh wait, now nine. Each of them is good looking, but you catch one. Green eyes, black almost shoulder length hair, nice fingers, no wedding ring. He's wearing a suit and a thin scarf. The weather is getting a little chilly after all, but you're beginning to flush. He's looking right at you and you see a twinkle in his eyes that you've never seen in any mans before. It's... Alluring.

The suddenly he stands up. You turn and you don't see a model approaching him. Instead, your friend, (H/N), does. She smiles. "(Y/N), this is Loki."

Your eyes widen. You want to hug her so bad for letting you meet this sexy stranger. Suddenly his mysterious appearance doesn't make a difference. You like this Loki very, very much.

"Hi," you say, unsure of what else to say.

He smiles, taking your hand and keeping it instead of shaking it, before placing a kiss on the back of your hand. Skin contact! You go red past the point of a tomato.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, (Y/N)."

You giggle a little, fanning yourself with your hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you!"

He chuckles. Ugh. Voice to die for. "Please, sit."

Your friend butts in. "I will see you two later, enjoy, enjoy." She leaves and now it's just you and him.

He even pulls out the chair for you. Can he get any more dreamy?

And then he begins talking. He's not only gorgeous, but he's smart. He's a charmer.

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By the end of the 'date' you are absolutely head over heels for him. You were definitely not expecting for him to pay. You expected to go Dutch, but he wouldn't let you.

"That was wonderful," he says. You'd spent five hours just talking. He entertained you with his jokes and his beliefs of Norse Mythology. You laughed genuinely at every joke. He was just perfect.

"It was. Thank you," you reply.

Please ask me out again. Please ask me out again... The chant continues in your head.

He frowns for a second before smiling at you. "Would you... Possibly... Want to go for dinner with me sometime next week?"

You giggle like a school girl. "That would be good."

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No offence intended!!
Definitely more Hiddleston than Loki.

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