A Favor
"THOR! WHERE THE FUCK IS THOR?" Screaming you burst into the main lounge with a bag strapped to your back. You are on a mission and your work for Tony can be damned.
"Must you be screaming so early in the morning?" Tony sighs as he pours himself a drink.
"Where is he?"
"Your Thundah from Down Undah is currently visiting Loki." Tony rolls his eyes watching you quickly disappear.
Of course he is, that himbo of a boyfriend hardly ever leaves Loki alone. That’s why you and Loki get along so well. Talking about how dense Thor is and that you sneak him snacks. Well it's not really sneaking when Jarvis knows what you're doing.
“There you are! I’ve been looking for you.” Opening the door Tony was correct. Thor’s talking Loki into a coma.
“Something wrong?” Concerned Thor meets you halfway.
“Please take him away. He's been talking about pop tarts again.” With an exaggerated sigh Loki walks closer to the glass.
“No but hold still.” Sliding your bag around. You quickly open a circular container and rub its contents over your hands. Then smearing them on Thor's face.
“What are you doing? Are you hyper again?” He firmly holds you at bay by your wrists.
“Nothing you need to be concerned about. I gotta do it now or it will drive me crazy all day.” Pouting you flop your hands back and forth.
He can never resist your pouting face. In a borderlining maniac squeal you continue rubbing his face. Adding more until his face looks perfect.
“Interesting choice.” Loki critiques, staring at Thor’s almost realistic skeleton makeup.
“Does it look like something?”
“Something.” A chuckle comes from Loki.
"A favor Loki?" Still crazy eyed, your entire focus is shifted to Loki.
"Y/N!" Thor’s offended that you would ask a favor from Loki. He’s standing right here.
"Please we both know that Loki can still use his magic from inside his cell." You wave Thor off.
"What kind of favor?" Shifting his weight, Loki tucks his hands behind his back.
"Can you give Thor black hair, jeans and a tight white t-shirt for a moment?" Mimicking Loki’s stance you’ve played this game before.
"It'll cost you."
"Batch of S'mores cookies."
"And that Nordic bread you make."
"Deal."
"By tonight." Loki adds.
"Fine." Rolling your eyes you focus back on Thor. In a green light Thor changes to your request. Looking like a thicc bone daddy.
"Ya that's going in the spank bank." Pulling out your phone. You take some pictures, making sure to get the full essence of what you asked for.
"What are you doing?" Thor notices you typing.
"Sending it to my sister. I was scrolling TikTok and saw something. So I sent it to her and now that I painted you up. I'm sending the picture to her because she'll get it."
“How will she get it?” Coming closer Thor is confused.
“Oh she’ll get it. Mister who uses weird pick up lines while dancing. Besides, what do you think I do during the day? My job?" Sarcastically answering him you put your phone up. It’s time to leave before Tony comes to find you.
"Ahem." The clear attention grabbing cough has you jumping.
“Director Fury!” Panic smiling, you maintain eye contact. You can't let him know you came down here to get a thirst pic.
"What is going on here?" Fury briefly glances at Thor.
"Nothing." Shaking your head no, you side step around him. You are not explaining this. Once behind Fury you shoot Loki a wink before running out the door.
"Loki?"
"Nothing at all." Loki smirks sitting down.
“Thor?”
“I honestly don't know what just happened.” Thor shrugs and a green light changes his clothes back.
“Fucking children.” Fury groans.