Paint
“Why are you both covered in paint? What have you been doing?” Tony asked as you and Loki walked into the kitchen.
“We were painting Loki’s new room. He didn’t feel comfortable with the first one so I thought I could give him another one since we have so many empty rooms here,” you explained as you opened the fridge. “Loki, hun, what do you want to eat?” Loki’s head snapped up in surprise at the nickname and he blushed ever so slightly.
“Erm… I am fine with whatever you want to make darling.” Loki smiled sheepishly. Without neither of the two of you noticing Tony signed between the two of you to the couple other Avengers sitting in the kitchen. They were all immediately gushing and soon they were pushing each other out of the kitchen with excuses like ‘it’s getting late’ and ‘I still have some things to finish up before going to bed’. Tony was the last one to leave.
“See you two tomorrow, remember to behave.” Tony winked at you and quickly turned around the corner before you could glare at him in embarrassment. Loki missed the exchange completely.
“What did Mr Stark mean by that?” He asked as he sat down at the kitchen island. You simply shrugged as you set the food down in front of him. It was nothing elaborate, but just enough this late in the evening after half a day of painting.
“I don’t know, he says a lot of confusing things.” You shrugged again and hoped Loki wouldn’t think further about it. You ate in a comfortable silence and when you were finished Loki offered to wash the dishes, but you insisted on helping him since the rest of the crew had all left their dishes for the two of you to take care of. Yes, there was a dishwasher, but it was currently washing another load. These people ate a lot okay? They are superheroes who must keep themselves in good shape, that includes eating.
You started humming an old nursery rhyme your mother had used to sing to you as you rinsed off the clean dishes Loki handed to you and without hesitation, Loki started to hum with you. You were surprised and when you looked up at him you could see an equally surprised expression on his face.
He picked up a little bit of the dish soap foam and booped your nose with it. It made you giggle and as a response, you splashed a little bit of water on him. Not long after that, it was a full-blown water fight and you forgot the dishes you were supposed to be washing. Soon both of your shirts were drenched and as you tried to slap a whole lot of foam right in his face he grabbed your wrist and when you tried to surprise attack him with your other hand he grabbed that one too.
The two of you were standing there with goofy smiles on your faces as he held your wrists and the laughter still echoed in your ears. Loki stared down into your eyes and felt himself being drawn into them. He took a step closer to you and you felt your feet do the same. You were sure you could drown in those blue eyes of his. He leant down towards you, but the two of you were interrupted by a cough. You jumped apart immediately and you tried to seem as if nothing had been going on. You turned to whoever had interrupted you and saw it was Thor.
“Am I interrupting something?” Thor’s smug face told you and Loki that he knew exactly what he had walked in on. You coughed and turned back to the dishes as you felt a blush creep up your neck.
“Not at all. Is there something you need, brother?” Loki spoke in a strained voice as if he was annoyed.
“I was just coming to refill my glass with some more of the bubbly drink coca cola.” Thor walked over to the fridge. It felt like he was taking ages. When he finally left Loki let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding. He turned to you and didn’t mention the wink Thor had given him just before he left.
“Well, that was awkward.” You sighed and started laughing. The whole situation was slightly comical to you and Loki started laughing with you. The nervous air cleared and you felt comfortable around him again.
The next day the two of you were painting again and when you were finally done you slumped down on the floor. As you laid there on your back with your eyes closed you didn’t hear Loki when he slowly inched closer to you with his paintbrush in hand. He snickered to himself as he inched closer to attack.
At this moment Thor passed by to see how the two of you were doing, but as he saw Loki hover above you with his brush he decided it wasn’t the time to disturb you two. He slowly waddled away from the door and continued to the kitchen instead.
Loki leaned closer to his target but stopped. He was taken aback by your peaceful face, your beautiful, peaceful face. He kept staring down at you with admiration and didn’t see your hand coming until it was too late. Your brush hit his cheek and he lost his balance, falling over on his back. You jumped up and straddled him as you continued swatting at him with your brush. He tried to defend himself with his arms and when you paused for a second he flipped the two of you over so that he was hovering above you again.
“No! Loki, no! Please have mercy on me!” You screamed with laughter as he tickled you with the paintbrush.
“That is not going to happen, you showed me no mercy and now I am doing the same for you darling!” Your laugh was contagious and it made Loki start laughing too. You tried to swat away his paintbrush with your hands, but Loki grabbed one of them and held it to the floor next to your head. Then he grabbed the other one too and held it down on the other side of your head.
You were breathing heavily and the laughter still hung in the air when you stared up at Loki. You stared up into that beautiful face of his and admired the way his man bun had started to unravel as you had been fighting. You stared into his eyes and licked your lips. You saw him glance down at your lips as he started to lean down closer to you.
Loki stopped just an inch away from your face and your noses were almost touching.
“Is this okay, miss y/n?” He whispered as he stared down into your eyes. You couldn’t muster any words so you simply nodded, making your noses touch. Loki tilted his head and leaned down, closing the gap between your lips. It was a short, simple and soft kiss, but it sent a surge of electricity down your spine.
“Oh!” someone exclaimed at the door and the two of you jumped apart, you were sure you had gotten a heart attack.