pairings: loki laufeyson x reader, mentions of sam wilson and bucky barnes (slight implications to bucky x reader)
warnings: cold, but otherwise fluff i think
about: loki's cape
a/n: i've been thinking this for so long

nothing was surprising in the avengers tower anymore.

aliens suddenly invading? happened every few months. operatives from a heinous organization the avengers had to take down infiltrating the place you lived in? supposedly not likely with tony stark's security system guarding the place, but still happened at least once a month.

there was nothing more to surprise you in the avengers tower anymore. or at least you thought, so- correction: there is very little that surprises you in the avengers tower. today's surprise? every warm thing in your room is gone. the fluffy blankets you pile inside your closet and drape over your chairs have disappeared, along with every sheet that once covered your bed and offered warmth. your room was drained of any and all heat, the ac seemingly on the highest setting and flooding your room with cold.

you frown, furrowing your brows as you stare at your room, now lacking every item you had collected- which, you realized after opening your closet, included all of your long sleeved shirts and any bottoms that provided any heat whatsoever- to keep the cold that you despise so dearly away from your warm skin.

for a brief second, you thought a new enemy had suddenly gotten the idea to freeze the world, beginning by stealing every item that could bring heat and starting with the avengers tower for some villain-y reason. however, that was proven wrong quite quickly after asking your teammates if they found themselves in the same position. had you not been so concentrated on being confused, you might have noticed the look that sam shot at a confused bucky.

you had resigned yourself to sitting on your bare mattress and watching a movie after informing tony of your predicament and having him promise to order new blankets or find the ones you had "lost." enjoying yourself was disappointingly unlikely, seeing as the temperature seems to drop with every second you spend watching the movie that is supposed to be comforting you.

you finally grumble and pause the movie, standing to migrate into bucky's room, which was always as toasty as yours due to his shared logical distaste for any chill. your freezing fingers were about to turn the knob of bucky's door when you spot something green mimicking fabric lying on a chair.

you tilt your head, abandoning your idea for the moment while you walk over to what you had seen, delighted to find out it resembled something like a large blanket and could surely drive away the cold-caused-goosebumps that cover your bare skin.

you hook your finger on it carefully, realizing what it is as you pick it up and smiling lightly.

loki's cape.

your fingertips press more gently into the material after you identify it, handling it with the care it deserves. looking around and finding no one, you bite your lip and press it to your chest, picking up the rest of it to keep it from dragging on the spotless floors of stark towers. you snuck into your room again, shutting the door and shivering at the ridiculous temperature you had asked tony to fix but who allegedly couldn't- who gets locked out from their own technology? tony, of course.

you extend your arms, putting some distance between you and the clothing in your hands, eyebrows raising in surprise when you saw how large it was. you examin it for a moment longer before wrapping it around your shoulders, sighing instantly at the way it returned warmth to your skin. the smell of the god immediately flooded every one of your senses, making you shut your eyes and driving you insane in the best way possible.

you inhale before laughing through a grin, opening your eyes again and telling friday to turn your movie back on, settling into your mattress enveloped in loki's cape, finally comfortable in the iced air of your room.

you were sure loki wouldn't mind, the shaky beginnings of your growing friendship long past and in a much more stable instance, where he wouldn't mind the touch of your fingers combing through his hair. he was away on a mission anyways, and you had missed him during the days he was gone, which made being swaddled in something that made it seem like he was here that much better.

it ended up being pleasant enough for you to fall asleep, curled up inside loki's cape while the movie you were supposed to be watching played in the background.

that's how loki- and sam, too, who came into your room to check why you hadn't been to bucky's- found you, nudging you gently with a finger and greeting you with a cocked head and question on his sharp features that you barely noticed, still sleep drunk and believing you were having loki dreams due to his cape; you smile tiredly at him, eyes nearly closing again before one of your hands wraps around his toned arm and tugs gently. "cold," you explain pathetically, "missed you," you finish lazily, pulling on him again and enjoying the sound of his small laugh. "worry not, little one," he whispered once he was sure you were asleep again, laying down next to you to wrap his arms around you and gently pressing his lips to the top of your head, "i will always warm you."