Chapter 5
I knew I was going to have to yell for Tony since I was still stuck in Loki's cell. I had told him to come retrieve me in an hour just in case I lost track of time. I wonder how long it had been? Loki was ignoring me now, reading a book he had conjured as if we hadn't just fucked each other's brains out. I felt out of place, but I didn't want to leave him just yet.
I knew deep down he didn't want me to leave either, but Loki would never admit to it. He'd fight it just to deprive himself like he had been.
I finally just said fuck it and sat down, bracing my back against the cell wall on the opposite side of Loki. I felt guilty now. Had I used him? No. I hadn't, but no matter what I said Loki would still convince himself otherwise. He may even attempt to convince me, but I knew better. He would try to manipulate me, but I wouldn't allow it.
I knew too much for it to work. Unless Loki snapped, I didn't see him as a threat.
He wasn't. He just had a reputation he felt the need to keep.
"Why are you still here?" He asked nonchalantly, flipping to the next page of his book.
I shrugged. "I don't want to leave yet."
This seemed to annoy him, but he didn't say anything right away. He just sighed and pursed his lips together.
I was driving him crazy.
Good.
"And if I threaten your life?"
'You won't kill me.'
"Then threaten. That's all it is anyway. Threats."
Loki snapped his head up and glared at me. I knew I was pushing my luck. Like seriously pushing my luck, but I knew who he was deep down.
He knew it too.
That's why he was so pissed off.
He couldn't scare me anymore.
Loki slammed the book shut and tossed it aside.
"What is it that you want from me!" He sounded so tired.
I frowned. "Nothing."
I wanted nothing.
Loki rolled his eyes. "That's hard to believe."
"What could I possibly want from you, Loki?" I exclaim. "Why do I have to have an agenda to want to spend time with you!"
Loki looked at me like I was crazy. "Do you realize who you are spending your time with! People do not usually choose to associate themselves with me. They do so because they have to."
"No, I have no idea who I am choosing to spend my time with." I deadpanned, earning another glare from Loki.
He just couldn't accept the fact that I wanted to be here.
"Then I will show you."
Loki was already up and grabbing me before I even had time to react. He pinned me hard against the glass cell again, only this time it was less sexy. He was trying to scare me, he wanted to scare me. He dug his fingers into my arms and he was breathing heavily. I watched his eyes flicker back and forth. He was thinking, but what was he thinking. I didn't scream, I didn't cry out. I just sternly stared at him, waiting to see exactly what he would do. If he was going to kill me so be it.
I tried.
"Are you sure you want to spend time with me now? A monster." he growled. "I know you've seen my true face. Is that what you really want?"
That was true, I had. Honestly, I didn't see what the big fucking deal was. He was still Loki, only blue with cool markings on his body. I thought he was beautiful; fangs, red eyes, and all.
"Loki, I don't care if you're a Frost Giant. You're still you and you're actually really pretty when your all blue." Did I really just say that out loud?
Loki let me go and stepped back, scrunching his face. "Did you just call me pretty?"
I couldn't help but laugh. The look on his face was priceless.
I really wished I had a camera.
"Are you mocking me!" he roared, but I only laughed harder. I couldn't stop.
"No." I gasped, trying to catch my breath. "It's just, the look on your face..." I busted out laughing again before I was even able to finish my sentence.
Loki looked so confused.
"I'm sorry, it's just...you're adorable."
Loki's mouth dropped open. Shit. I had just called him pretty AND adorable in less than two minutes.
"Adorable!" he exclaimed, offended. "I am no such thing!"
Oh, but you are.
"If you say so." I giggled.
Loki just couldn't win. He had attempted to scare me and I had ruined it. Utterly and completely ruined it.
He didn't even know what to say at this point.
"What is wrong with you!" He blinked. "Why, why are you doing this to me?!"
"Loki." I sighed. "I'm trying to..." What was I trying to do? "I don't know, but I'm not trying to torture you." I laughed. "I like you."
I did. Damn. I really, really did.
Loki frowned, then slide down the cell wall across from me plopping on the floor. "You are an evil woman."
"So I've been told." I shrugged. I decided to just walk over and sit beside him. He didn't argue even though I had half expected him to.
"Tell me about your gift." Well, that was unexpected.
I guess he'd given up on trying to fight me.
"I can see things. Memories, people's lives. I use it to help people, usually." Not hurt them. "I just, break into their minds, I guess." I shrugged. "Everyone is different. I don't see everything. I can usually just guide my way through and find what I'm looking for, but..."
Loki had been different. It was all open and for the taking. I hadn't intended to invade everything. It just happened.
"But?"
"Your mind was different. I don't know if it's because of what you are or if it's because-" I stopped and swallowed.
I prayed Loki didn't know what I was about to so stupidly say.
"I'm so broken." Loki said it like it didn't phase him one bit, but I knew better.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"You are not broken. You've had a lot of horrible, terrible things happen to you." So many horrible things. "He tried to break you, but you arenotbroken."
Loki laughed a dark laugh. "Oh pet, he broke me." He closed his eyes and swallowed.
This was not an easy conversation.
"How did you learn of your gift?"
And now it was over.
"I did it by accident, when I was a kid. I was just playing around with my sister and somehow I unlocked it. I don't even remember. I was five, maybe?
Then my parents decided to ignore it, so I really didn't get to do anything with it until I got older.
I had to learn on my own. I experimented with a few close friends, then moved on to helping people. Tony was really the one to get it going. I met him when I was eighteen. Five years ago."
"So Stark is a good friend of yours?"
"Yeah, I guess he is." Honestly, Stark had been trying to get me to go out with him for the last three years.
And I had turned him down every damn time. At one point I had considered it, but never actually went through with going out with Tony.
I realized this just got a whole lot more complicated.
I hadn't even considered Tony and how this would make him feel. Shit!
Loki apparently noticed I had tensed up and gave me a questioning look.
"Tony likes me and I just realized he's going to freak out when he finds out-"
"You fucked me." Loki smiled. Well, that seemed to make his day.
"Yeah." I narrowed my eyes. "You are enjoying this way too much."
Loki shrugged. "The little things in life." he smiled.