“Mischief boy, you’ve met peter right?” You ask as you gesture to the boy in the red and black suit.
“I believe I have yes.” The god says, eyeing him a bit. “And my name is Loki remember?” He corrects with a small smirk in your direction before turning back towards Peter. You could tell peter was a little nervous but it was even easier to tell as he began to speak.
“Oh uh hi mr Loki sir. It’s good to meet you. I’m spider par- wait no. I’m Peter man-“ he stutters and you suppress a laugh, pulling him in for a side hug.
“Peter Parker buddy. We’ve talked about this.” You say and he nods, embarrassed.
Tony had put you in charge of showing Peter around since both him and Happy were busy and it seemed like an easy enough task until Thor asked if you minded showing Loki around as well. You had felt it rude to say no but you knew it would probably turn to a disaster.
You were always confident, arrogant even, like Tony which is what he liked about you and why you were so close but when you were around Loki every bone in your body melted and you became increasingly flustered against your better judgment. It frustrated you more than anything else ever had, so you decided showing him around might help you change that. So far, it surprisingly was.
“Ok so obviously we’re in stark tower, I’m sure you already knew that.” You begin as you guide them towards the elevator. Peter follows eagerly and Loki trails behind, obviously feeling this was unnecessary though his eyes remained on you the entire time, making you blush profusely.
“Are you alright y/n? You look a bit flushed.” He asks with a cheeky grin, clearly understanding the effect he was having on you.
As you’re about to quip back, Peter begins asking a bunch of questions and your focus is brought back to him, easily answering each one.
What you didn’t notice was Loki’s gaze remaining trained on you in fascination as you listed off facts about the building.
You’d helped oversee the plans with Pepper herself, causing you to know all there was to know about the tower and it’s contents. It was why you were perfect for the job of tours.
“And that concludes the tour.” You say with a shrug over an hour later. “I would ask if there were any other questions but I’m afraid I have a lot of work to catch up on so if you’ll excuse me gentlemen.” You say apologetically and you wave before turning and walking back to your own office.
Loki watched you walk away curiously.
He didn’t know much about you but he had seen you with Thor a few times and when he’d tried to take over earth. Even then, when he’d been occupied with ruling the entire world, he’d found himself almost unable to look away from you. Thor often teased him for staring too long and he hated that his brother had something to hold over his head like that.
He was so mesmerized he hardly noticed Peter awkwardly trying to get his attention.
“Uh mr Loki sir? Are you ok?” He asks and finally Loki turns to him, cheeks tinged pink in embarrassment, a rare sight from the god.
He quickly regains his usual composure and smirks. “I am perfectly fine spider child.” He replies and Peter groans.
“It’s uh… it’s actually spider man.” He corrects but Loki waves him off and walks away to find his brother, already beginning to question his choice in people to confide in.
A few weeks later…
Loki had grown aggravated. Everywhere he turned, he could hear you laughing with a fellow avenger or see you sitting peacefully by the window doing your unfinished work. He was enchanted by you and it left him even more unhinged than usual.
Today was no different. He left his room and came to the living room to read, only to find you squealing happily as you and Peter were running around the room away from an annoyed looking Bucky with black doodles scribbled messily on his face.
He tried to ignore it, walking in confident strides towards the couch but froze as he felt your hands on his torso, the rest of your figure ducking behind him.
“Hide me reindeer games, we drew on Bucky while he was napping and now he’s really mad!” You plead, still in a fit of giggles. He remains speechless for a few moments, unsure what to say.
Before he can finally speak, Bucky runs up and grabs you by the waist, playfully tackling you onto the couch and tickling you as his revenge. With your head back, you see Peter on the ceiling, hiding and making you laugh even more.
Seeing Bucky be the cause of your beautiful laugh made Loki’s lip twitch in annoyance and jealousy. He knew you weren’t his but he wished you were.
Tuning the sound of your squabbling out, he sat down on one of the stools by the bar with Thor and rolled his eyes at the sight of his brothers teasing smile.
“Trouble with a certain someone brother?” He asked innocently and Loki pursed his lips together.
“I do not have the slightest clue to what you are referring.” He muttered, not meeting his brothers eyes and instead stealing another glance at you.
Thor chuckled at his brothers denial. “Of course not. That is why you are gazing at y/n with such intensity I am sure.” He commented sarcastically in a lowered voice. Loki immediately looked at him in alarm but quickly regained his unphased persona.
“Yes I find y/n quite attractive. And yes I possibly enjoy her company more than I do others. Is that what you wanted to hear?” He asks with his usual smirk.
“Only quite attractive? I could have sworn you were practically smitten only a week or so ago…” Thor teases further and Loki’s face contorts in frustration as a blush rises in his cheeks.
“I am not at all smitten with y/n. Merely fascinated by Midgardians. Now if you’ll excuse me.” He hissed defensively as he stormed off back to his room, growing more embarrassed and enraged by the sound of his brothers deep laughter floating in the air behind him.
Neither brother, however, had noticed the boy in the spidersuit hanging above them, accidentally hearing the whole thing.
The next day…
“Hey Peter. You’re trailing me around the tower today for something for school right?” You ask as you walk into the kitchen that morning.
He jumps, clearly startled and looks up at you, his face blushing more than usual.
“Y-Yeah I uh… I am.” He mumbles quietly and you raise an eyebrow in his direction.
“Are you ok kid? You seem… off.” You ask cautiously and he responds with a nervous laugh.
“Totally. I’m uh… I’m not off at all. In fact I’m on!” He rambles and you march up to him, looking him directly in the eyes.
“Kid what’s wrong?” You demand and he refuses to look you in the eyes. “Is it that flash kid? Because I’ll teach him a lesson if you need.” You say, voicing your concern. He rapidly shakes his head and you sigh.
“Peter Parker you tell me what’s wrong right this minute or I swear to god-“ you start as Tony walks in and gives you a confused look.
“Y/n, why you gotta threaten the kid? Spider boy what’d you do?” He asks, looking between the two of you.
“I did nothing mr stark!” Peter says quickly. Tony turns his expecting gaze back to you.
“He’s hiding something from me.” You say, crossing your arms.
Tony scoffs, quickly looking between the two of you again. “Sounds like something you two can figure out on your own.” He says, stepping around you into the kitchen and grabbing his own food.
You turn a serious glare to Peter and he groans. “Fine! I was hanging from the ceiling hiding from mr Barnes and I-I overheard Thor and mr Loki’s conversation, not that I was eavesdropping!” He begins rambling and you sigh.
“Peter. Point please.” You ask and he smiles guiltily at you.
“Ok ok. Well I overheard them talking about m-miss y/n… and mr Loki admitted to liking you.” He blurts out. You blink at him in surprise, caught really off guard.
Tony bursts out laughing from behind you and you spin around, pointing a threatening finger at him. “Not a word Stark.” You warn but he’s too busy still laughing.
“Reindeer games took a liking to you!” He teases, his voice still booming with laughter.
“I said not a word!” You sigh, running a hand through your hair.
Natasha enters and looks between the three of you, finally settling on your stressed expression.
“What’d he do?” She asks you, gesturing towards Tony though he’s still too busy cackling to notice.
You sigh, debating whether or not to tell her.
“He’s laughing because Peter told us Loki likes me.” You say finally. Her face remains neutral as ever but she swiftly kicks Tony in the calve.
“Did you guys not know that?” She asks, clearly amused by the whole situation.
“No! You did?” You shout in confusion.
“Yeah I thought it was pretty obvious?” She questions.
With a heavy sigh, you walk off to your room, completely forgetting your job to help Peter.
Not watching where you’re going, you collide into something. Or someone, as you realize when two hands reach out to grab your shoulders to keep you steady from falling.
“Are you alright?” He asks and you feel your muscles tense as you hear the familiar accent.
“Yeah yeah I’m fine.” You dismiss halfheartedly, your face burning from the probably really apparent blush rushing to your cheeks. “Oh sorry! Are you ok? I kind of bumped into you, I should be the one asking.” You realize a second later. He grins a little and you feel your heart miss a beat.
“I um… I am fine as well. Thank you.” He responds, clearly also having forgotten to speak.
“So I um… I heard a rumour about you.” You say, gauging his reaction.
“Oh? And what might this rumour be saying about me mortal?” He asks, an eyebrow raised in amusement. You roll your eyes at the nickname he’d quickly learned you hated.
“Well I’m not quite sure if it’s a rumour. I mean it came from someone who heard it directly from your lips so.” You ramble and you feel him moving closer to you, leaving barely a gap between your bodies.
He gently pushes your chin up with his index finger, forcing you to look at him in the eyes and sending shivers down your spine at his touch in the process.
“What was this rumour or not rumour about?” He repeats quietly.
You gulp nervously and look into his grey blue eyes.
“I may have heard that you… that you take a certain liking to me.” You say quickly, your words close to jumbling together. From the burning red on Loki’s ears though, you can tell he heard you perfectly.
“That is… that is…” he begins, trying to find the proper wording to use.
You watch him hopefully, wondering what he could possibly respond to the accusation with.
“That is actually correct.” He says finally, nodding his head with a sigh and your eyes go wide.
“It is?” You question and he nods, refusing to meet your gaze. “Because well… I kind of feel the same way?” You add.
“Do you truly?” He asks, uncertainty filling his voice.
“I do yes.” You say, your lips spreading into an embarrassed smile.
He chuckles a bit and you raise an eyebrow.
“Your smile. It is quite beautiful I must say.” He admits, a blush you found adorable creeping into his face.
Without a second of hesitation, you grab him by the face, standing on your toes and lean in for a kiss. For a moment, it’s delicate and sweet but soon, it grows frantic and passionate, him pushing you against the wall carefully to balance you both to prevent from falling. Your lips remain pressed together agressively for a few more moments before you both pull away.
Loki looks at you, stunned.
“That was…” he begins and you bite your swollen lip, smiling sheepishly.
“I believe I will have to thank that spider boy later.” He says with a laugh and you giggle.
“Sweet! Who would’ve thought eavesdropping would get you thanked?!” A happy voice says from above you. You look up to see Peter hanging in his webs, watching the scene unfold below him.
Though you want to be annoyed, all you can do is grin and laugh at his antics.
You continue laughing, Loki joining in while Peter gets himself down, planting his feet onto solid ground faster than you thought he’d be able to.
You cling to Loki’s side, arms wrapped tightly around his torso.
“So does that make me the reason you two are together then miss y/n?” Peter questions and you laugh at the nerves in his voice.
“Yes, yes it does. And thank goodness for that.” You smile up at Loki as you speak.
The three of you walk back towards the living room and you stay by Loki’s side, never wanting to let go to the man beside you.