Loki stared at the bouquet of (favorite flower) on his desk.

Now or never.

With a huff he ripped it off his desk and storming off to find Y/N.

He finally found her in the lounge, alone. His mind thought of all the possible horrible outcomes.

Walking towards her, he plucked a headphone off her ear. She glanced up, annoyed and startled.

"I have something for you." He said, stiffly.

She glanced at the bouquet behind him.

Loki felt himself panic and shoved the flowers in her face. His face heated up.

"That works too." She mumbled, pushing the flowers away from her face and grabbing it from Loki.

He stared at her face anxiously for a reaction.

"Who are they from?" She asked, looking up at Loki.

He stared at her for the longest time.

"Me." He stated, bluntly.

"Oh." Her face flushed.

They stared at each other.

"Well the flowered are nice." She smiled.

"I like you." He shuffled his feet nervously, not meeting her eye. There was a silence hanging in the air as he waited for her reply.

"Um... I like myself too?" She said, unsure.

It took him a few seconds to register what he said. As soon as his mind knew, his hand went up and smacked her behind the head. She let out a surprised yelp.

"Ow!" She complained, rubbing her head.

"That's it?" He asked, irritated. "What about me, you selfish mortal?"

"I like you, Loki..." Her voice trailed off, as her mind drifted off somewhere. "I just don't know how to reply. My mind went blank and then I blurted out that."

"I like you, Y/N." Loki stated, again. "It's obvious. Isn't this what mortals do to confess your love?"

"Well, yeah..." she said, looking down and not meeting his eyes.

"Well, what?" Loki grew anxious again. "Do you reject me or not?"

"No!" She blurted. "I don't reject you... I'm just... I'm just surprised. Besides, I said I like you already."

"Why?" Loki frowned.

"What?" She asked, confused.

"Why are you surprised?" He clarified.

"I just didn't think you like me." She said, nervously.

"Well, you do have my love mortal." He said, boldly. "Wether you want it or not."

"I want it." She smiled before pecking his cheek and making him blush red ok his pale cheekbones.

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Feeling sad lately, but decided to write some fluff.
Don't worry, there will be some harsh, real ones later.