Title: Memory lane; That particular first encounter

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Avenger!Female!Reader

Word count: 1.4k

Published: 5 June 2021

Author: Heloise Daphne Brightmore

Warnings: Punching

Notes: In this fic Loki didn't die in Infinity War

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You sat across the sofa, legs hanging over the arm of the furniture, your back leaning into Loki's side. It was a moment of calm, a well-needed silence you have been craving to spend around the man you loved so dearly. Earth has gone through a lot, people were snapped away for 5 years to then appear again in a world they couldn't quite understand. It was a difficult time for everyone, and all the lives that were given for a bigger cause left a mark on people. It was a heavy weight on your chest that you had to carry around every single day and now that you finally stopped and found a moment to concentrate on yourself and the person you loved the most, the feeling felt unfamiliar.

"You are awfully quiet," Loki said as he got hold of your hand and played with your fingers.

"I'm just thinking," you replied, your voice monotone.

"What about?" He attempted to get you to talk.

"About things," you breathed. Laying in his arms, your body was physically present, but your mind was wandering elsewhere, particularly on all the recent events that happened on earth, a storm of thoughts occupying your mind.

"Perhaps about me?" He asked with a playful grin and even though you couldn't see his expression, it was obvious that he would find himself funny.

"You know, you are not all I think about, right?" You asked as you turned around in his arms, pushing him down on the couch and scooting closer to him, lying beside him. You placed your head on his chest, listening to his rhythmic breathing.

"Yeah, I don't believe that. You have been taken by my unearthly charm since the very first day we met," he snorted in a playful manner, earning a dumbfounded expression from you as you lifted your head to look at him.

"I have been— hold on, what? I hated you the first time I met you," you argued with clear disbelief painted across your face.

"No, you didn't," he shook his head with a proud grin. Your brows arched higher, eyes growing wider as you realised you had a completely different memory of your first meeting.

"Yes, I did," you scoffed. "It was what, 4 years ago, when—" you started, heading down memory lane.

You were seated at the conference room, going through a couple of mission files, when a loud rumbling sound shook the compound, the table in front of you sliding to the side from the force. Ready for battle, you stood up from your chair and headed towards the loud voices you could hear from the entrance, knife carefully fixed in your grasp. It was a mix of laughter and annoyed groans, leaving you utterly confused about the identity of the arrivals.

When you stepped inside the lounge, you saw two men standing at the entrance. There was a large man, made up of muscles on top of muscles, his long blonde hair falling in his face, his hand wrapped around a large hammer. You weren't sure, but from the object in his hand, you were quite certain it was Thor, the God of Thunder as some called him. The other man, standing right beside him was slightly smaller both in height and frame, his shoulder length black hair enhanced his vividly green eyes as a proud grin sat across his face.

"Who's that pretty face?" The stranger asked with clear interest in his voice as his eyes met yours, earning a deadpan expression from you.

Stepping closer to the commotion, you looked around as Bruce rolled his eyes, Natasha exhaled sharply and Tony massaged the bridge of his nose as though he was fed up already. Everyone seemed slightly tense, but you have never met the two, you were fairly new to be around all these heroes and superhumans, you couldn't have known everyone.

"Did I miss something?" You asked with a deep frown, feeling slightly left out. "You are Thor, aren't you?" You questioned his identity as you stepped closer.

"Yes, indeed," he beamed happily as you extended your hand for him to shake it.

"And who is this?" You asked, looking up and down the man standing beside Thor, studying him as though you have seen him somewhere.

"Ouch, that hurt," the man placed a hand on his chest, acting as if he was hurt by your words. "I'm Loki, God of Mischief," he replied with pride.

"Hold on a minute," you stopped as realisation hit you, your grasp around your knife tightening. "Loki, as in the bastard who tried to wipe off our planet?" You raised a brow questioningly, anger bubbling up inside you. "The one who decided that we were worthless, and we should be ruled over?" You asked through gritted teeth.

"Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration," Loki tried to save the situation with a faux smile, but his words meant nothing to you.

"Yes," Thor replied with a smug grin across his face. "That's him," he nodded.

"You jerk!" You spit in anger as you walked up to him and punched him straight across his jaw, his head snapping to the side as you tried to ignore the pain that shot through your arm. He certainly had a strong bone structure but hitting him made you feel slightly better.

He adjusted his jaw as he intensely studied your face, before his smug grin returned. "Well, hello to you too," he chuckled. "I have a feeling we will get along just fine," he smirked as he took a step closer to you, but you placed your hands on his chest and pushed him away.

"You wish," scoffing, you turned to Thor who had a wide smile across his face.

"I like this one," he laughed silently as he patted your shoulder with a certain pride. You took another look at Loki, grimacing at the god, but instead of hatred, he was smiling at you as though he found you amusing. Rolling your eyes, you turned around and headed back to the conference room to continue your research.

As you finished reminiscing, Loki nodded heavily, chuckling at your grimace. "As I said, you were completely captured by my charm," he smirked.

"Are you kidding me? I punched you," you argued, trying to make him realise that there was nothing but anger in you the first time you met.

"And that was a very sexy punch," he laughed out loud, closing his eyes as a single tear rolled down his cheek.

"Whether it was sexy or not, it doesn't mean I liked you," you huffed, feeling as though you were talking to a wall.

"I saw the way you looked at me," he wriggled his brows playfully.

"And in what way did I look at you?" You asked as you rolled your eyes and heaved a heavy sigh.

"You were filled with lust and need, you wanted me," he chuckled, earning a punch on his chest from you.

"Yeah, I wanted you alright. I wanted you dead," you scoffed as you attempted to wiggle out of his hold, but he didn't let you.

"Fine, I will agree to your side of the story on one condition," he arched a brow, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"There's no blackmail in this house," you groaned, trying to unwrap his arms from your body, but as always, he was stronger than you.

"It's not blackmail, it's an agreement," he replied.

"Fine, what's that?" You asked with a bored expression, knowing Loki was playing around once again.

"Give me a kiss," he smirked.

"What? Your agreement is a kiss for accepting the truth?" You asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I'm feeling generous," he nodded with a wide smile across his face.

"You idiot, I would have kissed you without the agreement, though it is more beneficial for me" you snorted as you leaned closer and closed the gap between the two of you, enjoying the cool feelings his lips offered. His arm held you stronger, pulling you closer to his chest, his other hand sneaking behind your neck, minimising the space between you. Being held by Loki felt natural, comfortable, and safe. Even though he was the God of Mischief and you never had a boring moment, being in his arms meant home. He was your home, regardless of how dead you wanted him to be the first time you met him. 

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