The next morning you wake up on the couch and feel something on your back. You look in front of you and see your hand interlaced with Loki's. You smile to yourself as you turn your head and find a sleeping Loki.
(A/N: Don't worry, both of your clothes are still on😝)

(A/N: Just the position not the people)

You slowly and carefully get up from the couch, making sure not to wake Loki. You yawn and stretch as you stand up and walk towards the kitchen.

You start to make breakfast when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist. You tilt your head up and see Loki looking down at you. "Morning," you say with a smile.

Loki bends his head down and kisses your forehead. "Morning." He responds. "What's for breakfast?"
He asks. You turn to look at him. "Whatever you want. Just say the word."

He smiles mischievously at you. "And what if I wanted a kiss?" You smile back. "Okay, I see you," you say as you press you lips against his. As you pull away, you rest your forehead against his and stare into his eyes.

"Why me?" You ask after a few seconds. "What?" Loki asks, clearly not paying attention. "Why did you choose me? Why did you kiss me yesterday?" You say, searching his eyes as if they held the answer to your questions.

"I...I'm not quite sure actually. It was like an impulse that I couldn't resist. Ever since the day I met you, you were all I thought about, 24/7." Loki responds.

"You cared for me in ways no one has ever done. If I got injured, no one cared enough to cure my wounds...until you." He continues. You can't help but feel a warmth inside of you when you hear him saying those words.

Your eyes dart down and you bite your lip. "Stop it," you say gently, hitting his chest. "Aww, am I making you blush?" Loki asks, crouching down to look up at you.

"No." You quickly respond as your hands fly up to cover your face. "I am, aren't I?" Loki says with a smile. You peek through your fingers and see Loki looking at you, a smile gracing his features.

That only makes you blush harder.

You love it when he smiles.

Especially when it's at you.

You let out a small giggle before uncovering your face and making a run for your room. Spoiler alert: you don't make it. A pair of strong arms wrap around your stomach and lift you up.

You let out a small scream as you are hoisted onto Loki's shoulder. "Put me downnnnnn!" You whine as you (not too harshly) slap Loki's back.

"No can do little lady" Loki responds. You know he's not going to put you down at your will so you just lift your head to find out where in the small apartment he is taking you.

You pass the living room and go into the small hallway. You hear the sound of a door opening and find yourself inside your room. Loki throws you down on your bed.

"Owwww," you complain. "You couldn't have put me down gentler?!" You ask Loki. "Sorry. Let me make it up to you." He rests a knee on the bed and cups your cheek. You raise an eyebrow. "Well? I'm waiting." You tease.

"Dear Odin woman, you need to learn patience," he says rolling his eyes. He leans in, but ducks down and kisses your neck instead. He pulls away a few seconds later and looks at you.

"I've always wanted to do that," he comments before standing back up. He walks to the door and stops at the entrance. "Get dressed. We're going out."

He starts to walk back out but stops and turns back around. "Nothing too revealing by the way. Those are for my eyes only."

You throw your head back and let out a laugh. "You're acting like we're married or something!" You say through your laughs. You hear Loki scoff and shut the door.

"Oh my god," you comment to yourself, wiping (almost) tears from your eyes. You get up and walk over to your dresser. Not too revealing, huh? Well he doesn't get to tell me what to do.

You decide to go with a white lace up crop top, ripped jean shorts, and some cute white sandals to complete the look.

(A/N: Just the outfit not the person)

You walk out of your room and sit down on the couch. Loki comes out few seconds later wearing a long sleeve black dress shirt and black pants.

(A/N: Outfit only)

"What in Odin's name are you wearing?!" Loki asks, clearly surprised at you for not following his orders. "What do you mean what am I wearing? You're wearing long sleeves, pants, and all black in the middle of summer!" You exclaim. Loki turns around with his hands on his hips, seemingly defeated by my statement.

You hear thunder from outside and you walk over to the window. It started raining. You turn to Loki. "Well, whatever you had planned, it's raining now, so you're gonna have to reschedule." I say, looking at him sympathetically.

Loki doesn't respond.

You walk over and wrap your arms around his shoulders, his back facing you. "Hey, I'm sorry. I just...don't really like to be bossed around." You rest your forehead on the small of his back.

"If you don't like it, I can't imagine how you ever landed a job." He comments, turning his head to face you. You see a smirk on his face and you open your mouth in shock.

You place a hand on your heart and act offended. "That's low Loki," you state, taking a seat on the couch. "I can't imagine how you thought I would like you, you dress like you're attending a funeral." I say back.

"Oh you did not just go there!" Loki says walking towards me. "Oh I think I just did," I say, raising an eyebrow. "Then you're gonna pay for that!" Loki says giving me a tickle attack. "Oh my god...haha...Loki...hahaha...stop it!" You say in between your uncontrollable laughing.

"Take it back!" Loki says, continuing to tickle me. "No! Hahahaha!" You laugh as he tickles you even more. "Okay, okay! I yield! Stop now!" You say smiling. "And for your information, it's a style choice. So stop thinking so stereotypically." Loki comments.

Once you manage to stop laughing, you turn on the TV to pass the time. Loki sits to your left with his arm around your shoulders with your legs laying across his lap and your head on his shoulder.

"What do you want to watch?" I ask, looking up at him. "Anything is fine," he says, waving a hand. You decide to watch Grey's Anatomy. After two episodes, Loki gets bored.

"Let's watch a horror movie, how do you feel about that?" He asks. You purse your lips. You're not exactly a fan of horror movies. But, you decide to make an exception.

"Sure. You pick." You say, handing him the remote. He picks Annabelle. Oh god. Throughout the movie, you let out short screams when something happens and Loki stays peacefully calm.

Like HOW? Then there's the suspenseful parts. You know, the ones with the violins playing and the notes get higher until the scary part comes. Yeah. Those. Hate those.

You hear the violins scale slowly upwards and you cover your face with your hands. Then you hear the violins stop. And then a scream.
(A/N: I don't know how Annabelle goes because I've never watched it but please correct me if I'm wrong!)

You find yourself giving a short scream and you feel your arms tighten around someone. "Is it over?" You ask Loki, your eyes still shut tight. "Yes..." Loki says warily.

You open your eyes and realize that your arms have wrapped around Loki's neck and you're in a kneeling position on Loki's lap, your faces an inch away.

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~♡ Miki