PROMT/ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki training you in combat in the Avengers complex.
He has taken a liking for Midgardian music and (somehow) he has incorporated it into your training lessons.
His choice of song for tonightās lesson in quite amusing for you. Really, could he get any more cheesy?
PAIRING: Loki/Reader
RATING: Gen. Basically death by fluff.
RECOMMENDED SONG: Magic - Coldplay
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Loki is alone. Itās friday evening on the Avengers complex, and its other inhabitants have lives, companions and friends. Homes to go to, people to be with. He doesnāt. So the weekend evenings are for him to spend alone, trying to entertain himself.
You are one of the few on the team that lives on the Avengers complex. You were supposed to go out that night, but your date bailed on you. And, frankly, youāre relieved he did, so you didnāt have to do it. You know Loki is there, somewhere in the complex, but you donāt really want to disturb him. Every time heās alone he gets a bit grumpy.
You have trained with him on a regular basis. Pyrokinesis and energy manipulation was right up Lokiās area of expertise, so it was a natural decision to have you both team up.
As you make your way to the kitchens to grab a drink, you hear music coming from the training room.
You know that lately, Loki has been listening to all kinds of āmidgardianā music, and he has realized that some of it helps him work better with his magic. He even has trained with you using music. It was a good technique: it helped you both focus and it has helped you to get your body more in tune with your powers for battle. More than once, youāve ādancedā with him while listening to his current selection.
It doesnāt surprise you that right now, heās playing some slow tunes and working with his seidr on the training room. What does surprise you is his choice of music.
Coldplay? Really?
Suppressing a giggle, you follow the sound and peek through the door.
Loki is in there. Tight green shirt and sweatpants, sporting quite an adorable manbun. Heās making a choreographed fight move to a tune. And singing said tune, while blasting seidr and throwing knifes.
You had to stifle a laugh when you recognized the song.
Call it magic
Call it true
Call it magic
When Iām with you
Something lights inside of you. You blame it on the choice of song, cause really, could he get any more cheesy? You take off your shoes and enter the room. Loki is startled, but you start singing with him, positioning yourself into battle stance in front of him
And I just got broken
Broken into two
Still I call it magic
When Iām next to you
Loki smiles sweetly, and continues his dance / fight, now with you as an opponent. His movements are fluid, but firm. This choreography you have fought to a million times, itās the pacing thatās tricky. Every song has its own rhythm and you have to adapt, heād say.
And I donāt, and I donāt and I donāt, and I donāt
No, I donāt, Itās true
I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt want anybody else but you.
Each word was in time adorned with the bright sound of daggers clashing. It was such a slow and dozy tune that you find yourself lagging your moves. Loki has a few near misses that manage to snap you out of it. You glare playfully at him, knowing he wouldnāt hurt you. In fighting, as in dancing, you have to trust your partner. And you have come to trust Loki quite a bit, despite his record.
And I donāt, and I donāt and I donāt, and I donāt
No, I donāt, Itās true
I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt want anybody else but you.
Ooooh oh ohā¦
At the end of the phrase, Loki speeds up the movement that followed, catching you off guard, and he manages to trap you, your back against his chest. Somehow you fend off his dagger to your neck, but the sudden lack of air didnāt let you keep singing. That, and the feel of his muscles trapping you. You take a deep breath.
Loki gives you a condescending look and lets you go. He starts singing and prowling again.
Call it magic
Cut me into two
And with all your magic
I disappear from view
The dance / fight continues, and it becomes increasingly more difficult to keep singing. Loki tuts his tongue and slaps your arms with the back of his blades everytime you either lose a step or lose a note. You can only glare at him, not wanting to ruin the moment, knowing Loki will scold you if you do. To be focused it his first rule. Even when youāre finding it hard to focus with his voice vibrating through you.
And I canāt get over
Canāt get over you
Still I call it magic
Youāre such a precious jewel
Parry his blade to your neck, guard your stomach, move from his tripping attempt. The moves become more fluid as you find your pacing, and your reflexes are more aware of Lokiās sudden changes of stance. Your knowledge of the song and your body responding to it more easily, allows you to surprise Loki with a few moves. Itās not like you could hit him at all, but it does put a smile on your face. Still, is not easy to keep singing, so youāre grateful when Loki picks up the song from you and gives you a moment to breathe.
And I donāt, and I donāt and I donāt, and I donāt
No, I donāt, Itās true
I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt want anybody else but you
Again, each syllable is met with the sound of iron clashing. Youāre amazed by how Loki doesnāt miss a beat or his breath. Now heās pushing harder. The sudden changes of speed keep you on your toes. He gets a little closer with each blow, and you somewhat let him. Your body is betraying you. It wants to feel Loki closer. It wants to feel his body flush against yours.
I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt
No, I donāt, Itās true
I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt, no, I donāt want anybody else but you
He slows down again, but you know him better than to expect a respite. You take a step back to find your footing before heās pushing you again. You start to realize that the slower song tires you more than the fast ones, as you have to hold back his attacks and hold your own posture longer than a fast pace. Your muscles are beginning to complain. But youāre not nearly close to yielding. It doesnāt matter that youāre nearly panting, or that sweat it tickling down your chest.
Wanna fall
I fall so far
I wanna fall
I fall so hard
With Loki, thereās always a surprise. Reading your weariness, he speeds up a bit again. Heās successful in making you lose balance, and you land squarely on your ass. You know heās not going to stop, so you defend yourself from the floor. It does you a favor though, as youāre no longer holding him off by yourself. He has taught you how to transfer the weight to the floor. It gives you a second of advantage. You manage to push him back, and youāre back on your feet as he charges again.
And I call it magic
And I call it true
I call it magic
Lokiās face is less than an inch from yours, both are panting with the extra effort the last movements have taken. Or at least you are. Loki has more endurance, he shouldnāt be panting but he is. In a surprise move, that is not part of anything youāve rehearsed before, he sends your daggers clattering to the floor. Next thing you know, his arm is on your waist and his lips are on yours.
He sings the last Ooooh ooh ooh as he pulls away and smiles awkwardly at you. You smile and lick your lips. He tries to kiss you again, but you step back. Your smile hides something playful.
āAnd if you were to ask me after all that weāve been through.ā You sing, pulling on his hand and twirling yourself under his arm. āStill believe in magic?ā Loki pulls you in, rolling you on your arms. āOh yes I doā¦ā
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