Chapter 13
He woke up and immediately noticed he was in Steve’s room and yet there was a lack of Steve beside him. Judging by the Steve shaped outline in the sheets he hadn’t been up for all too long. He walked over to Steve’s closest and found himself a pair of Steve’s gym shorts and just slipped them on as he walked out of the room. Steve was sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone. A part of him wondered why Steve was on his phone and not his own but it wasn’t like he actually cared. The second Steve looked up and spotted him he glared “you fucking prick, you just hung up on me, and then say you’ll come talk to me and I wait up till well past midnight, but you never showed, what time did you finally sneak in”
He could understand why Steve was mad. He had hung up on him. He stated “I’m sorry I hung up on you”
Steve grumbled “you didn’t even answer when I called you back, it really felt to me like you were cheating”
He stated “I’d never cheat on you”
Steve laughed “sure you wouldn’t, was that why you were on the phone with Tony for an hour, were you sitting in my house whilst you flirted with your new man”
He would never cheat on Steve, and he just couldn’t understand why Steve couldn’t seem to understand that. It wasn’t like he had ever even flirted with anyone else. Steve was his forever. Plus, Tony was only his friend. He stated “Steve I have no intention of cheating on you, I’m just friends with Tony like your just friends with Quentin and Walker”
That didn’t seem to help because Steve’s glare deepened, and he mumbled “if you cared you wouldn’t have let me walk off with a broken nose by myself”
He could see where Steve was coming from. Maybe he should have gone with Steve. Had he been a terrible boyfriend. He just rubbed his hand through his hair and responded “look Steve I’m sorry”
Steve just stated “at least I know you’ll make it up to me by getting me and the others into that party”
He shook his head. He wasn’t getting Steve or any of his friends into that party. He would happily take Steve if he knew Steve wouldn’t immediately tell his friends the address, but he knew his boyfriend was bound to share it. Plus, he was going to Tony’s first and he already knew both Tony and Loki wouldn’t want Steve there. He sighed “no Steve, I’m not getting you in”
Steve got up and glared “why the hell not, I’m your boyfriend and you can’t even get me into a party”
He rubbed his neck and mumbled “your friends aren’t welcome, and you’ll tell them where it is”
Steve just glared and asked “so what bullshit thing do you plan to do with me instead”
He knew Steve probably wasn’t going to react well to him when he told him he was going to the party, but it had to be done and he wasn’t going to lie to his boyfriend. He stated “Steve I’m going to the party”
Steve dropped his phone, and he could see the shock that filled his body which was quickly replaced with anger as he snarled “oh no you are fucking not, it’s bad enough you not getting me an invite but there is no way I’m letting you go without me”
This wasn’t exactly up to Steve. He had made the decision to go yesterday and whilst not overly looking forward to the party he sure as hell was actually looking forward to pre drinks at Tony’s. He stated “Steve I’m going”
Steve just glared and sneered “I don’t think so”
This was not Steve’s decision this was his. He shook his head and said “it’s not up to you Steve, I’m going to go”
Steve spat “you’re not going Buck and that’s final”
He looked Steve dead in the eyes and stated “it’s my decision Steve and I’m going”
Steve walked the rest of the distance over to him and growled “no I’m not letting you go without me that’s final”
He knew he should probably just give in and agree not to go but he was looking forward to pre drinks. He stated “I’m going Steve”
Steve just pushed him, and he stumbled backwards glad nothing was behind him for him to trip over. Steve growled “no you are not Buck, either I go with you, or you don’t go at all”
From Steve’s balled up fist and experience he could make an assumption about what was going to happen next and stepped back to put distance between him and Steve as he stated “no Stevie, I’m going and I’m going alone, and just so you know I’m going to Tony’s for pre drinks”
Just like he had expected that didn’t make Steve any happier. Steve closed the distance between them and growled “I think fucking not”
He just kept repeating in his head that it was up to him not Steve. Because it was and he needed to make sure he remembered that. He sighed “I’m going”
It wasn’t too much of a surprise when he felt a fist connect with his face. He’d seen that coming already. So, he barely batted an eye. Not that he had wanted this to happen, but it would cease to surprise him now, Steve had done it before. He wasn’t going to hit Steve back; he wasn’t that kind of guy. Had sworn never to be that kind of a guy. Steve glared “you are not going”
He ran his hand through his hair and stated “Steve clearly you don’t know me as well as you think you do if you think violence is going to solve this”
That just seemed to anger Steve more because Steve just pushed him against the wall, he didn’t even realise was behind him. Steve put one hand to his arm gripping it tightly. His other hand was up against his collarbone holding him in place. Steve growled “no Buck I said no, you’re not going”
He just took a deep breath and stated “yes Steve I am”
He just let Steve pin him against the wall. His eyes just stared into Steve’s as he searched for something. Something to say that Steve didn’t mean to hurt him. Something that said Steve felt guilty. Something, anything that wasn’t annoyance or anger. Steve kept glaring at him, and he just let himself zone out. Steve would come to his sense and let go of him anytime now. Steve snarled “no you are not, not unless you get me in”
Getting Steve invited was a definite terrible idea. But he was starting to actually consider it. Steve didn’t seem to want to let him go and so maybe it was the only way for Steve to let him go and see that he wasn’t cheating on him. So, he mumbled fine, I’ll get you in”
Steve didn’t seem to relax his grip and just grumbled “you better”
He just nodded and gestured to where his phone was laying on the ground after Steve had dropped it and stated “I’m going to need my phone”
Steve’s grip seemed to tighten before he just let go and went over to go pick up the phone. He rubbed his collarbone trying to get the sharp pain that Steve had caused to leave his body. He accepted his phone when Steve handed it to him and since he didn’t have Nebula’s contact instead clicked on Tony’s and messaged him asking for Nebula’s number since he had it from the pranks. He then got up leaving his phone on the coffee table so he could go get changed. Steve grumbled “where are you going”
He gestured to the laundry and stated “I’m going to get changed”
Steve leaned back into the couch and smirked “why I like you better like this”
Steve clearly hadn’t been thinking about that two minutes ago when he had been pinned up against the wall. He just replied “I have things to do”
Before Steve could question him on what he walked into the laundry and pulled his clothes out of the dryer quickly changing into them. Because he really did have things to do before tonight. He had to go to Loki’s, and he couldn’t exactly not show especially since Loki sounded like he didn’t want to go into his house alone because of his sister. And he had to go to Natasha and was sure she wouldn’t be happy if he just never came. When he walked out of the laundry Steve was on his phone again and he didn’t pay much mind to him as he went and picked up his broken shoe. Steve glanced at him and spat “what things have you got to do”
As he found the sticky tape in the kitchen draw and started the repair job on his shoe he stated “well I’m going to Loki’s he’s lending me clothes for tonight then I’m going to Nat’s to help her pick out an outfit”
Steve glared at him and spat “so you are going to hang out with the guy who broke my nose”
As much as he felt bad for hanging out with Loki because he hit Steve, Steve had kind of been asking for it. And Loki was fun to be around. He shrugged “I guess so”
Steve glared “you’re a terrible boyfriend”
He felt like a terrible boyfriend. He was sure if he was a better boyfriend him and Steve wouldn’t have been arguing but he didn’t exactly know what he was doing wrong other than hanging out with different people. And he liked these people better than Steve’s friends, so he wasn’t going to stop. He just chose not to respond as he worked on making his shoe function as a shoe again. By the time he was done the shoe was back together and he could actually wear it without it dying on him. So, he put it on and tied up the laces before walking over to the front door and putting his other shoe on. He then just sat down on the couch beside Steve who handed him his phone and stated “you have Nebula’s number now get us invites”
He just rolled his eyes as he sent Tony a message thanking him for the number. He then sent Nebula a message asking whether or not he could bring Steve. Half of him was hoping she’d just completely shut him down, but the other half was hoping that she would say yes because it seemed to be the only way he’d get invited. Whilst he waited for Nebula to get back to him, he just sent a message to Loki asking when they were planning on meeting at his.
Loki was the first to get back to him sending him and address and telling him to just send a message whenever he was on his way. That he was happy to do it whenever. Seconds after he’d sent Loki the message. Steve was now furiously texting on his phone, and he wondered who was going to get the likely very long and angry message from him. Steve seemed to just be ignoring his presence for the time being. Which was probably preferable to being pinned against a wall.
It didn’t take all that long for Nebula to get back to him and she replied ‘guess I better, he is your boyfriend after all, give me his number I’ll text him the details’
So, he sent her Steve’s number and showed Steve the message. Steve grinned “you’re not completely useless after all”
Hearing Steve say that left him with a feeling of not being enough. Clearly, he was doing something wrong if Steve thought he was useless. He just shook his head. He didn’t need to think about that. Whenever he thought about being useless everything tended to come back to him only having one arm and that wasn’t something he liked to think about. He just stood up and stated “so you want an invite to pre drinks”
Steve looked at him like he was crazy and scoffed “of course not, nothing in the world would make me want to go to Tony’s house. Especially not when I could be drinking with my friends”
That was probably for the best. Nobody at pre drinks except Sam seemed to like him. And these past few days he wasn’t even sure that Sam liked him. At least this way he would still get to enjoy pre drinks. Steve glared “I’m still not happy about you going to pre drinks at Tony’s”
He wasn’t missing pre drinks. He might not be looking forward to the party overly but he sure as hell was looking forward to pre drinks and he was going. He just shrugged “well I’m going, I guess I’ll see you at the party then”
Steve didn’t even bother to give him any form of proper goodbye just gave a small nod and went back to texting on his phone. He just shook his head slightly as he left the house telling Loki that he was on his way. He figured the least he could do was buy them both some lollies on the way since Loki was letting him borrow his clothes. He dug his hand into his pocket looking for the money he had left over from their first night of gnoming. He swore when he came up empty and figured it either fell out of his pocket when he was dangling upside down from Torres’s fence or Steve had taken it. And since his pocket had a zip, it was looking like the latter. So much for the lollies. He was just thankful Tony hadn’t given them the rest of it yet. When he finally did, he realised he probably should keep it at T’Challa’s. Because after all he did have to save up for shoes, especially since him and Steve were different sizes and right now his shoe was wrapped in sticky tape. Which wasn’t exactly a look he wanted to keep wearing.
He was definitely going to need to borrow a pair of shoes from someone because this tape up job was not going to last. And it was certainly not going to last at a party. When he made it to the address Loki had messaged him, he had managed to mostly get over his money being gone, and the fact Steve had practically forced him to get invites to the party. Steve was his boyfriend and he supposed these were things you were supposed to do with your boyfriend. He guessed a lot of couples shared money and got each other invites to parties. After all Natasha and Wanda had gotten their boyfriends invites.
Loki was waiting by the gate to a place that looked like an actual fucking palace. He glanced at it and thought about his own family home that he had grown up in. A shitty little one floor house with two bedrooms, one for his parents and one he shared with Becca. This place would not only put that to shame but might also put Tony’s house to shame. He stated “um could have told me you lived at Buckingham Palace, what are you royalty”
The sly nod Loki gave him nearly mad him choke on air. Loki seeing his surprise laughed “I'm kidding, we're just come for a long line of wealth”
Well he could see quite clearly that they came from wealth. Seeing their caliber of wealth might just explain why Thor spoke as though he was fucking Shakespeare. Right now, he just wished his shoe wasn’t sticky taped together. But hey at least they weren't actually royalty. Loki just unlocked the gate and once they walked through, he admitted “I figured you were rich, but this is next level”
Loki just shrugged “see I could easily buy you a new outfit”
He shook his head. It didn’t matter how much money Loki had he wasn’t going to let him spend money on him. He bought things for himself. He shook his head and stated “oh no you don’t I wouldn’t care if you had all the money in the world, you are not buying me anything”
Loki just held his hands up in surrender and nodded “alright I got it”
He just looked around the yard which was in immaculate condition. There was a water fountain that looked to be the size of a pool and he wasn’t sure he wanted to know how large their pool was. The property edge was lined with trees and was quite a beautiful sight. Loki led them up to the front doors which weren’t even locked. Stepping inside to the entrance area which was larger than the entire house he had grown up in. He wondered if Tony would be impressed by this house. Loki just led them up the stairs and they were about halfway up when a woman who was likely Loki’s sister if the ankle monitor was anything to go by. She looked at them and glared “who is this Loki, is he your boyfriend, you never bring anyone home”
Loki didn’t bother answering and just kept walking up. Loki’s sister didn’t scare him. He had been through too much to be scared of someone like her. In fact, he didn’t know who could actually scare him anymore. So maybe that was why he started glaring at her as walked up the stairs and questioned “do I look like he’s boyfriend”
Sher stared at him for a few seconds then looked him up and down and then looked unsure of how to respond to that. Loki just stated “Hela, as always, nice to see you”
She just glared Loki down and replied “and it would be nice to see you if I would be allowed to hear you and your friends screams of pain from my torture”
Yeah, Loki was right about her being a wack job. Loki looked about ready to murder her but he decided to take the other way out and just confuse her so he smirked “you know if you want, I could just go to sleep, probably get yourself a better outcome that way”
It wasn’t a lie, he never really screamed out in pain just internalised it all and so the only times he ever screamed was in his sleep. Loki glanced back at him looking slightly concern. He wasn’t sure if it was because he had just exposed the fact, he had nightmares in a really roundabout way or if it was because Hela looked like she wanted to roast him over some hot coals. Hela pulled a knife out from what seemed to be her belt. And maybe knife was the wrong word because it was honestly more of a sword. He decided if he was going to die, he sure as hell wasn’t going to be a wuss about it. So, he didn’t even give it a second glance and just kept his glare levelled at Hela as he shrugged “that supposed to scare me, babe you really got to work on getting people’s fears right”
Loki glanced at him as if he was insane and he probably was. He had just called Loki’s psycho sister babe. He smiled at Loki and Hela grinned at him evilly as she asked “what are you scared of”
He must have gone completely off the deep end because he walked up to Hela and ran his fake arm up the edge of the blade careful to make sure it didn’t touch his jacket or glove and was just hitting the metal of his arm. He grinned “well not this children’s toy”
He smirked at the shocked look on Hela’s face and the worried expression on Loki’s. He spun so he was facing them both and as he walked backwards grinned “come on Loki, Natasha’s going to murder us both if I’m not at her place soon”
Loki just walked up to him as Hela returned her knife to her pocket and began making her way down the stairs. Loki whispered “what the actual fuck was that did you cut yourself on the blade”
He shook his head and smiled “I’m fine, she just seems like the sort of person who if you were scared in front of would pray on that”
Loki sighed “I mean you’re right but still, she could have stabbed you”
He gestured to himself and smirked “did she”
Loki just shook his hand and mumbled “you’re more insane than me”
He just chuckled and Loki dragged him through a door. He marvelled at the sight of Loki’s room. It was huge. Shit Loki’s bed was probably bigger than the room he shared with Becca. He flopped down on it and chuckled “this room is the size of a small country”
Loki just shook his head and but laughed anyway. He just flicked his shoes off and Loki opened two doors to the biggest wardrobe ever. With a grin he jumped up and made his way over. Majority of Loki’s clothes were black, green, or gold and he wondered how Loki had managed to acquire so many and where he would even wear half of them. Loki seemed to immediately know what he was looking for himself because he pulled out a number of things and threw them onto a couch. Who has enough space for a couch in their walk-in wardrobe. Not that he ever had a walk-in wardrobe. Loki threw him a pair of white jeans which he immediately threw back and stated “it’s a party Loki, white is not going to mix well”
Loki rolled his eyes and threw them back and stated “that’s what the wash is for”
He just shook his head and threw them back. He found himself going through Loki’s jackets. And there really was a lot. He found himself at one that might not be as good as the one he found in the shop the other day but was still pretty amazing. It was a yellow nautical type jacket and down the right sleeve was coordinates in black writing and on the left side above a pocket was a black silhouette of a crocodile. He questioned “where are these coordinates”
Loki looked over at him and the jacket he was holding and stated “Area 51, they have no relation to the crocodile whatsoever, it’s why I never wear the jacket, it annoys me too much, that and it’s completely bright yellow, why anyone thought I would like that”
He chuckled because he thought it was actually super cool. Made him feel like whoever was wearing the jacket would literally be the most confusing person ever. And that was something he loved. Not only did it remind him of something someone on a tugboat would wear but it also had the coordinates to Area 51 on it. Could a jacket really get cooler than that. And on top of that it was yellow, which was not normally a colour that you really saw people wearing. Loki threw him a pair of ripped jeans that still had the tag on them as well as a black shirt with white writing on the back of it. Loki stated “well get changed then, there’s a bathroom through that door”
He opened the door Loki had gestured at and stepped into a bathroom that would probably put any other bathroom in the country to shame. As he got changed into the clothes, he actually found himself loving them. The jacket was badass, and the ripped jeans actually looked better on him then he expected them to and with them being Loki’s he expected them to be too long, but they fit pretty well, and he guessed that, and the rips was why they still had the tag on them. Loki called “hurry up, I don’t have all day”
He laughed as he shouted “you literally do”
Before Loki could respond he opened the door and Loki grinned “I swear you’re the only person who can dress up like a rubber duck and still look absolutely terrifying”
He shook his head, being referred to as a rubber duck wasn’t exactly something that made him want to wear the outfit. But he was pretty sure he already liked it too much to not wear. He groaned “what the fuck, you have issues”
Loki gestured to him and smirked “says the one who is dressed in what most would describe as a happy colour and still manages to look murderous”
He just shook his head and stated “well I guess I’m dressing as a murderous rubber duck then”
Loki nodded in approval, and he disappeared back into Loki’s enormous bathroom and got changed back into his clothes. When he walked out the other clothes in his arms Loki took them from him and neatly packed them in a bag which had Loki’s outfit already in it. Loki gestured to his feet and asked “what size are you”
He shrugged “a ten, sometimes fit an eleven”
Loki nodded “I’ll see what I can do”
Loki began rummaging through a stack of boxes and apparently found what he was looking for because he pulled out three boxes and slid them over to him. One was a ten and the other two were elevens. He opened up the tens and found a pair of black and red combat boots that were very clearly not Loki’s style but were very clearly his style. He tried them on and found they fit pretty much perfectly, and he found he already loved them. The next box had a pair of black and white joggers which he didn’t even have to finish getting on before he knew they weren’t going to fit. The last pair were a pair of yellow skate shoes that had some black on them that he knew would be absolutely amazing with the jacker. So, as he pulled them on willing for them to fit, he was shocked and ecstatic when they were actually his size. Loki who had moved to laying down on the couch stated “you can have both pairs, it’s not like they fit me, or anyone else in this house”
He was thinking about it when Loki jumped up and shoved the yellow pair in his bag and stated “I swear to god stop being so stubborn and put the damn shoes on”
He just put the shoes on because as Loki said they didn’t fit anyone else and even if he felt bad for wearing them it seemed Lok would probably throw them at him if he didn’t put them on. Although he felt bad because he knew for sure they would have cost quite a lot. Maybe he could pay Loki back for them later somehow or other. He smiled “thanks”
Loki just waved his hand in a gesture that clearly stated not to worry about it. Loki stated “I promised Thor I would grab him an outfit as well”
He grinned “well let’s go see you brothers’ country”
Loki just chuckled “it won’t disappoint I assure you”
As they walked back into Loki’s room, Loki threw his shoes in the bin. Clearly not wanting him to go back and swap them out. They left Loki’s room and walked across the hall. When they entered Thor’s room, he was surprised to find it was bigger than Loki’s. He had been sure it couldn’t get any bigger. He had been very wrong indeed. Thor’s walk-in wardrobe however was just as full as Loki’s and so he just guessed they both got clothes as gifts a lot. Loki held a black shirt up and asked “opinion for Thor”
He shook his head and replied “no try white, make sure it’s not plain and then maybe that grey and blue jacket there”
Loki nodded seemingly agreeing and so he just laid on the couch that was in there and said yes or no to options Loki held up giving his input. It didn’t take long for them to have an outfit worked out right down to the pair of shoes. Loki just placed the outfit into his bag and just like that they were done. Loki grinned “if we aren’t the three best dressed people at this party the judging is rigged”
He laughed “I’m not sure there’s going to be anyone judging”
Loki eyed him like he was an idiot and stated “I for one will be judging”
Well that much was obvious. He couldn’t be bothered to explain that he hadn’t been including him when he said that. But when he thought further, he guessed all the girls would be judging. And Tony would probably judge too. As they walked down the stairs Hela was waiting at the bottom and he wondered if she just spent her entire day waiting at the stairs. Seemed like a waste if you asked him. She stared at him and then turned to Loki and questioned “why is he not scared of me”
She seemed to genuinely be unable to believe that someone wasn’t afraid of her. Loki just shrugged “because not everyone is scared of you sister”
Hela glared “they should be”
Loki just rolled his eyes and the two of them kept walking and just ignored her. They just walked out the front door and off Loki’s property. As they did, he got a text from Natasha with her address and telling him to get there in half an hour. Looking at the address he didn’t think it was possible for him to get there in half an hour. He laughed “guess we’re going to Nat’s right now before she murders me”
Loki laughed “well we better get a move on; I don’t want to be murdered before this party, after is fine but before no”
He chuckled and the two of them just made their way across town to Natasha’s place. When they arrived at Natasha’s place him and Loki knocked on the door and whilst the outside of the house looked friendly enough the people yelling at each other in Russian coming from inside succeeded in making the house just that little bit more intimidating. Loki stated “we are going to die”
He couldn’t help but fell as though he had a point. There had been a rumour going around for years at this point that Natasha and her family were Russian spy’s. And between Natasha and Yelena it seemed like a logical conclusion. A man swung the door open and looked them both up and down before shouting “почему двое мальчиков-подростков стоят у моей двери”
He just decided he was better off introducing himself then waiting for Natasha to do it for them so he smiled “hey sir, I’m Bucky, Natasha want’s me to help her pick out an outfit”
The man grinned “run whilst you still can”
He laughed “if I thought that wouldn’t cause an abrupt ending to my life I would”
The man chuckled “you are probably right, I’m Alexis, Natasha’s father”
He stuck his hand out and shook them mans hand and smiled “it’s great to meet you”
Loki then shook his hand and smiled “Loki”
Alexis beckoned them in and stated “well come in you two, Natasha’s currently yelling at Yelena about something or other, would either of you like a drink”
That seemed to be a common occurrence between the sister. Or at least it was at school. He smiled “we’re fine thank you anyways”
Alexis called “Наташа, спустись, пока я не начал рассказывать твоим друзьям неловкие истории”
Personally, he would have liked to hear what Alexis had to say. Natasha however clearly did not because she ran downstairs and smiled “hey Bucky, Loki, come up, sorry Yelena just needed a reminder on why not to steal my clothes”
He was positive he wouldn’t want a reminder from Natasha. Loki just laughed. As Natasha led them up the stairs Alexis asked “почему их имена такие странные”
Natasha rolled her eyes and stated “Локи из Скандинавии, а Баки - это прозвище”
He couldn’t really blame Alexis for wondering. He was sure many people were curious. He wondered if he should point out his ability to speak Russian, so they didn’t accidentally have a more private conversation in front of them. But at the same time, he guessed this was his one way to determine whether or not they were actually spy’s. Alexis nodded at the explanation and just disappeared around a corner as they walked upstairs. Natasha led them into her room and sitting on a chair in the corner was Yelena. Natasha glared “get out”
Yelena made no move to get up and stated “come on you could use my insight, after all I am a fashion genius”
Natasha threw a hairbrush at Yelena and rolled her eyes as she stated “you wear that tactical vest everywhere, that’s not fashionable at all”
Yelena who was wearing said vest just glared “it is so, plus it has lots of pockets, so it’s practical”
He actually quite liked the vest and thought it was an actual decent item of clothing so before Natasha could reply he stated “it is pretty cool, and I’m sure it makes up for the lack of pockets women clothing seems to have”
Yelena grinned and Natasha groaned “no don’t agree with her”
He smirked “hey I thought I was supposed to be advising on fashion”
Natasha stated “yes my fashion not Yelena’s”
Natasha opened her cupboard and gestured to it and so he immediately walked over to it looking for an outfit that Natasha could wear to the party. She definitely wasn’t limited in her choices. As he began looking through her clothes Loki grinned “guess who managed to get the alcohol yesterday afternoon”
He had completely forgotten that he hadn’t told them that he had gotten it. He glanced over at Natasha who had an expression of horror on her face as she groaned “no how”
As he threw her a pair of pants he smirked “I work there sometimes”
Natasha groaned and Yelena just laughed clearly knowing about the bet. Natasha mumbled “I should have listened to Bruce when he said you were too confident”
She probably should have. Bit late for that now. He chuckled “so this shop”
Natasha mumbled “well a bet’s a bet, you tell me when you want to go, and I’ll take you”
He smiled and nodded as he turned back to Natasha’s closet scanning for what else she could wear. Natasha questioned “so what are you two doing together this early in the morning anyway”
Loki stated “well I was under no circumstances going to allow him to wear that to a party”
Natasha chuckled “and you managed to get him to agree to wearing something else”
Loki gave a nod and he stated “who is her helping you pick out an outfit”
Natasha seemed to see his point and tactfually changed the subject a little as she asked “so what are you wearing instead”
With a grin he shrugged “you’re going to just have to wait and see”
Natasha didn’t exactly look happy with that, but he just threw her the rest of the outfit he was creating and stated “go try it on, and tell us what you think”
Yelena eyed the clothes that were in Natasha’s hands. Natasha just left the room which prompted Yelena to grin as she announced “who would have known the school’s bad boy had a thing for fashion”
He groaned and just laid on the floor and announced “I swear to god I want to drown myself sometimes”
Yelena and Loki both laughed, and Yelena stated “just own it”
He just rolled his eyes and Loki chuckled “he’s gay I don’t know what you were expecting”
Yelena stated “come on I know a lot of gay guys that don’t know the first thing about fashion”
He guessed she was referring to Clint and probably Pietro too. The pair of them seemed to just be equally as terrible in the fashion department. A phone began ringing from the bed. Yelena got up and smirked “speaking of”
Yelena just answered the phone which he was sure was Natasha’s. After a few seconds Yelena smirked “hello Clinton, no sorry Nat is busy being styled right now… yeah he’s lying on the floor looking like a murder victim… what no he’s alright just whining…. I’ll ask”
He raised his eyebrow at Yelena and the one side of the conversation he could hear. Yelena turned to him and stated “Clint says he’s been trying to message you all morning, was wondering if you were alright because you haven’t responded to a single message from him, Pietro or Sam”
He pulled his phone out confused because he hadn’t got a message from any of them. He raised an eyebrow as he put the passcode into his phone and there were no messages from any of them. He would have asked if they had the wrong number, but Sam always messaged him so clearly, he didn’t. He asked “they sure, I don’t have any messages”
Yelena relayed this message as he tried to find the problem. He was getting other messages just not theirs. He found the problem when he went to settings and found all three of them blocked along with T’Challa, Shuri and Vision. Instantly he realised when Steve was on his phone, he must have blocked them. He sighed as he unblocked them all and mumbled “for fucks sake”
On the other side of the room Yelena stated “I think he worked it out”
He nodded “I did”
As he scrolled through the messages, he missed which was mainly Clint asking if he was dead on both his and Pietro’s phones and Sam wondering why the fuck he wasn’t responding. So, he responded to them both explaining that they had accidentally been blocked courtesy of Steve He then told Sam to meet up with them and bring his clothes for the party telling him how he had borrowed some of Loki’s and was going to look swagger. Sam had just made him promise never to use the word swagger again.
When Natasha walked into the room wearing the outfit, they all clapped and Clint who was still on the phone and had been put on facetime at some point whistled. Natasha looked at Yelena and questioned “is that my phone”
Yelena nodded with a smirk firmly on her face as she stated “I was just answering Clinton’s call”
Natasha shook her head but turned to him and stated “you’re a better fashion adviser than Tony ever was”
He chuckled and Loki laughed “it’s Tony what did you expect”
Natasha conceded the point and just nodded. His phone began ringing and Tony’s name flashed up and so he chuckled “it’s like he knows were talking about him”
Natasha mumbled “fucking genius”
He just answered the phone and immediately Tony stated “hey humpty”
Well, he didn’t need to be reminded of that. And after a start to a conversation like that there was no way, the conversation was going anywhere good and he was sure at the end he was likely to have no dignity left so he simply ended the call after he mumbled “asshole”
Natasha let out a laugh as she left the room most likely to get changed. Clint quickly hung up after Yelena enquired about what he was doing with Pietro. He laughed as Yelena had a knowing smile on her face. He questioned “Loki, you got anywhere you need to be because if not we should head to T’Challas, I got to grab something”
Loki replied “works for me, I don’t have anywhere I need to be”
He figured if they went to T’Challas he could pick up his other pair of gloves and have a back up pair on him at the party in case something happened to the pair he was wearing. When Natasha walked back into the room, she threw her party attire into a bag. He stood up and stated “we’re going to T’Challas if you want to join us, Sam’s going to meet us there”
Natasha grabbed some makeup from her desk and snatched her phone off Yelena and smirked “did nobody decide to go to school today”
Loki laughed “it’s a Friday of course not”
He grinned because Loki was right. No one ever really showed up to school on a Friday. He smirked “come on I got a reputation to uphold, can’t do that if I actually go to school all the time”
Natasha chuckled and Loki gestured to her and Yelena and stated “it’s not as though you have room to judge, you are both home”
Yelena held her hands up and grinned “don’t get me involved, I’m suspended anyway”
He raised his eyebrow. Yelena got suspended all the time, so it was no surprise. Loki questioned “what did you do”
Yelena smirked “got into a fight with Karli Morgenthau, she and her little group of bullies tried to get me to join her gang, now we’re both suspended”
He tended to stay clear of Morgenthau and her friends because they were freshmen and he didn’t like to beat up people younger than him, it never felt right. And he knew if he went anywhere near them, he was going to want to punch them. So, he tried to avoid them as best he could. And it seemed majority of them were scared of him and happily run the other way. But he was glad there was people standing up to them. He just nodded to Yelena and asked “you win”
Yelena gestured to herself and smirked “do I look like I lost a fight at any point in the last twenty-four hours”
Yelena did indeed not, she seemed to not even have a single visible bruise on her and so either the fight got broken up early on which he doubted since teachers’ kind of were the worst at stopping fights from happening or the much more likely answer. Yelena just demolished Karli. He shook his head and stated “suppose not
Yelena gestured to his face and stated “you on the other hand look like you have”
He gave a bitter laugh. He hadn’t even been in a fight recently and the bruises littering his face were from his boyfriend. Which was just the worst feeling in the world. And he knew that Steve had made another on that morning, but he hadn’t bothered to look in the mirror yet. He knew what his face looked like when he’d been beat up. No point in looking at it. And considering Steve’s hold on his arm and collarbone there were likely bruises there too. He asked “you think I’d let myself lose a fight”
The answer is he would. To Steve. But no one ever needed to know that. Yelena shrugged “guess not, I’d like to see what the other guy looks like”
He smiled and wondered what the other guy would look like if he had actually been in a fight. From the other fights he’d been in he was going to guess not great. Yelena grinned at him, and Natasha laughed “lets get away from my annoying sister who’s supposed to be thinking about her actions and go”
He followed Natasha out of the room and Yelena smirked “of course I’m thinking about them, especially how awesome they were”
Him and Loki both laughed as Natasha just shook, her head and led them downstairs. Yelena walked to the top of the stairs and shouted “bye then”
He just saluted at her as Natasha just ignored her completely. Yelena disappeared from their view, and they went to walk out the door Alexis however stopped them and handed Natasha a bottle of vodka. He chuckled to himself. Russians really were built different. Alexis stated “make sure you drink Clint under the table”
Natasha smirked “like I ever have any trouble doing that”
He didn’t imagine Natasha would have a hard time drinking anyone under the table. She was Russian after all. Alexis grinned “well you lot look after each other and don’t let anyone die of alcohol poisoning unless you don’t like them”
He chuckled and guessed that if Natasha ever did murder anyone he would definitely help dispose of the body. Natasha just nodded; she had probably heard this all before. As they walked out him and Loki both smiled “bye sir”
Natasha just put the bottle of vodka in her bad and Loki asked “he give you vodka every time you leave the house”
He chuckled because he couldn’t say he would be surprised if that was indeed the case. Natasha laughed “only when I got a party to go to, I’m Russian but not that Russian”
He just laughed. When they made it to T’Challas, Sam was waiting for them by the mailbox just leaning against a tree that was beside it with a bag that likely had his change of clothes in it swung over his shoulder. Natasha grinned “fancy seeing you here”
Sam pushed himself off the tree and chuckled “I was just in the neighbourhood”
He shook his head. He had already asked T’Challa if he could have them in his house and T’Challa had just told him to do whatever and that he was part of the family and so as long as they didn’t break anything were welcome. He couldn’t be any more grateful. He laughed “well come on you lot”
He just walked to the door and grabbed the key out that T’Challa had left out for him the other day and just told him to keep. He unlocked the door and smiled “well welcome, don’t break anything, I do not want to be kicked out”
Natasha grinned “guess it’s a good thing Clint’s not here then”
He just shook his head and gestured to the couch and stated “make yourselves at home I’ll be back in a moment”
Sam just put his arm around his shoulder and smiled “I’ll come with”
He just nodded and left Loki and Natasha behind on the couch as he walked off with Sam to the room, he stayed in. Once they were away from the other two. Sam questioned “so why exactly did Steve block me”
He didn’t even know. He really wished he did. He just shrugged “honestly Sam not a clue, blocked Clint and Pietro too as well as some others”
Sam looked a bit worried and asked “is everything okay between you two, he’s not being a dick to you is he”
Steve was most definitely being a dick to him, but it was only because they were fighting. Once they got out of the rough patch Steve would go back to his normal, nice caring self. Or at least that’s what he was hoping. He shook his head and stated “no we are fine; he just doesn’t like me being friends with Tony and everyone”
Sam didn’t seem to get any less worried by that comment and stated “you’d tell me if he ever did anything to you right, like if he tries to tell you to stop being friends with us or something”
He nodded despite knowing he wouldn’t tell Sam anything. He hadn’t told Sam anything. He just couldn’t. Sam wouldn’t see it the same way as him. Or at least he didn’t think he would. He replied “yeah”
Sam smiled “good”
He just opened the door to the room and walked over to his pile of clothes to find his gloves. As he searched through his pile of clothes Sam just sat on the bed and gestured to his shoes and grinned “they Loki’s”
He nodded looking down at the shoes Loki had given him. He smiled “yeah they didn’t fit him, so he gave them to me, gave me another pair as well”
Sam hummed and laughed “I can’t see Loki actually ever wanting to wear those anyways”
He nodded in agreement and shoved his spare pair of gloves into his jacket pocket. He smiled “I think he would cut his own feet off before he wore them”
Sam chuckled and he smiled “come on let’s get back before Nat murders Loki”
He wondered if Natasha would actually murder Loki and realised, she just might. Even if she had no real reason to want him dead. Sam nodded “yeah wouldn’t want them getting blood on T’Challas couch”
He laughed and just walked with Sam back out to the lounge room where Natasha and Loki were sitting talking about Europe, specifically Russia and Scandinavia where they were both from. He wondered how hard enough it would have been for the both of them when they first moved to America. Young kids weren’t nice, particularly to those who were different to them which would definitely include being from a different country. Natasha grinned “Tony wants us to go to his, says he feels left out being home by himself when we're all together when we are only a few minutes away”
He nodded as he could definitely see Tony saying that. He chuckled “well we better be good friends and go save him from boredom”
Loki shrugged “I have no intentions of being a good friend”
He shook his head with a laugh and just walked towards the front door waiting for the others to follow which they did and once they were out of the house, he made sure to lock the door behind him. He definitely did not want anyone breaking into Udaku’s house because of him.