#lee!loki

"Free me now."

Lokis voice was dark and low, his piercing green eyes filled with villainous intent. He was leaning over the small table that was separating you from him, his hands fixed into handcuffs which were attached to the table. Each finger was held upward by a little metal strap with a small metal ring at the top that wrapped right around the first knuckle, keeping his hand from closing and his palm facing outward. Every cuff was padded so you knew Loki wasn’t experiencing discomfort. Your heart was pounding but you kept your cool as you got up slowly taking a closer look. The metal straps were secured around his wrists, roughly in the middle of the table. Loki was sitting on a chair, a strap of metal wrapped around his waist was keeping him in place.

The table had a lever to adjust the height to fit right under the arms of the prisoner who was being held captive. The setup kept the arms stretched out flat on the table to prevent any attempts of escaping or using magic. Loki pulled at the cuffs holding him in place but neither them or the table moved an inch. Then he looked at you and his eyes met yours sending a shiver down your spine.

"At this point I am sure I am unable to escape. I think it is time to end this test."

Tony and Bruce had designed new cuffs to keep people in place during interrogations and after a few tests they had approached Loki and you to see how much the cuffs could take. You both had been working on testing the cuffs to make sure even god's couldn't escape them. Loki had been struggling and pulling for a while now, mainly because the spell he helped them work into the metal kept him from using his magic. His look got a tint of annoyance when you didn't immediately moved to release him.

You took a deep breath and leaned back, eyes wandering around the room. The light was dim and the walls empty. There was no window or camera that was watching you two right now, on top of that the room was soundproof, meaning Loki and you were completely isolated right now.

Perfect.

There was a reason for you not releasing him as soon as the test was over. It wasn’t often that you had the ability to completely restrain and contain a god like this, let alone at your mercy and without prior struggle. This was possibly the only opportunity you would get to have him at your mercy, defenseless. And to his dismay you didn’t unlock the cuffs. Instead you put your hands on the table and pushed yourself up, standing up from your chair as you gave him an innocent smile.

A soft hum left your lips as you walked around Loki, standing behind him. Slowly you reached out, resting your hands on his shoulders. "I don't want to let you out just yet, instead let me ask you something" you started rubbing slow circles into Lokis shoulders and he glanced at you, his expression shifting between worry and annoyance. His body was tensing under your hands, shifting nervously as much as the restraints allowed.

"Do you remember a few nights ago, when you thought I took your drink?"

This time it was your voice that was low and dangerous, and to your delight loki started shifting in his seat even more, his look now growing more concerned. Of course he had remembered, he falsely accused and punished you for taking his drink, by tickling you to pieces right then and there. In the end it turned out Thor mistook Lokis drink for his and drank it.

While it was nice to clear your name, it didn't undo the punishment you suffered. You might not even have wanted to get revenge so badly if it didn’t all happen in front of several people, which resulted in relentless teasing and threats over the following days. With that in mind you decided Loki deserved a taste of his own medicine.

"It was all good and fun! In the end we all laughed about it and I apologized, right?"

A low chuckle left your mouth after hearing the way his voice cracked as he tried to talk himself out of it. Hearing the god of mischief loose his cool so quickly was unusual, yet you both knew what was going to happen next. His shoulders tensed and you could actually feel his normally cool facade crack right in front of you.

Given the information you had received you weren't surprised about Lokis nervousness. "Yeah you did, which makes this not a problem if I apologize afterwards, right?" Purring in his ear you felt his entire body twitch before you even started making a move. “Oh I am going to enjoy every second of this~” Your fingers traveled to the back of his armpits and he squirmed in place, unable to protect himself. He tried to bite his lip, keeping in the noises, but you didn't worry about that.

You knew where to attack, so you had the privilege to take your time with him. There was no need to search and find his spots when you had all of them handed to you on a silver platter.

"Thor is willing to give a lot of information for some good food. Especially when I told him what I was going to do. You see Loki, he had observed a lot of the pranks you played on me and the ‘punishments’ you dished out regularly and he agreed that I should have the chance to take you down a few pegs. Oh Loki, letting me restrain you like this when you have such an obvious weakness was reckless. I thought you were called the trickster, god of mischief… you should have known what was going to happen.”

With a grin you listened to the panicked noise that left Lokis mouth as you traced the area where his shoulder blade ended. “Someone as ticklish as you should have known… but maybe you want this, maybe you crave being put in your place. What kind of thrill it must be for a god to be taken down by a mere human, by something as silly and childish as tickling.. Oh Loki you have no idea of how fucked you are.”

Loki was quiet, and while you only saw the tips of his ears that were slightly pink, his face was burning. He stared at the table wide eyed, at a complete loss of words. Never in his life has a human dared to talk to him like this. Not even Stark. To his horror he felt it, his legs were tensing, his arms and hands attempted to shake, his body was betraying him. He was helpless, at your mercy and there was nothing he could do about it. It made the hairs on his neck stand up, the fear and anticipation mixed, leaving his stomach feeling like he was in free fall. The room felt much smaller, his heartbeat felt louder and the blood was rushing in his ears. This was ridiculous, how could a mere human make him feel that way. His thoughts were racing and it felt like his head was spinning. He always had a way out, he always had an escape ready, but not this time. You were just a weak human and normally you posed no threat to him whatsoever. So he let his guard down.

He didn’t see his ticklishness as a weakness because under normal circumstances no one would ever dare to lay a finger on him like that. So why should he bother about a problem that didn’t need a solution? It was wasted time, at least that what was he thought until this very moment.

Of course you were aware of the revenge Loki would plan to get you back for this, but damn if you weren't enjoying seeing the cocky God struggling. You could tell that he was thinking hard, his body seemed to be vibrating under your hands. His biceps were tense, and he pushed his shoulders back in an attempt to intimidate you. He was nervous and desperate, words were his only weapon now.

"I give you one chance, release from these chackles and I will forgive you. Otherwise-" His voice betrayed him, panicked, high pitched and not an ounce threatening, “I can assure you that whatever you will do to me will be nothing compared to what I am going to do to you.”

The silence lingered for a moment, and you let it fill up the room before you started moving.

The shriek he let out ripped the silence in two. In one quick motion your fingers dipped into his armpit. He was only wearing one of his training shirts, thin material, hugging his skin, he might as well just worn nothing. Your fingers gazed across the warm skin and you could feel his body shake as he tried to suppress his laughter. But with his arms out in front of him his armpits were completely unprotected. You saw his head slump down, and his arms shake as he tried keeping his composure, but he couldn’t stop the soft squealing sounds that escaped his lips. His shoulders were shaking as your fingers wandered across the skin.

You quickly found your way to the deepest spot and slowly teased your nail against the skin. His body rocked and he threw his head back as the laughter spilled out, loud and suddenly filling the room around you. As you started moving your fingers you felt Loki panic under your touch, laughter getting louder, infused with begging as he shook his head. He knew exactly where you were heading. And when you found the spot you took your index and ring finger to spread the fabric thin so there wasn’t a wrinkle in your way as you let the nail of your middle finger lightly dance across the spot.

Loki exploded.

He screamed with laughter and his heels were hitting the floor in frustration as his head shook from side to side. The straps were holding him in place well enough that you could take your sweet time teasing that spot. You found that tracing your nail back and forth across it gave you the strongest reactions.

"Aww I didn't think you were the ticklish type. I was a bit skeptical about what Thor told me, but I guess he was telling the truth. Look at you, you’re a mess. All because of this sweet little spot, it’s so mean hm? Such a little spot and such an overwhelming feeling, it’s mean huh? Poor little god, whatever will you do? Nothing~"

Loki shook his head, "I WIHIHIHILL MUHUHURDER YOUHUHUHU- NONOHOHOHO"

Your nails lightly traced his underarms and the god was loosing his mind. High pitched, desperate laughter filled the room and you scribbled your fingers against the skin turning his begging incoherent. "You are threatening me? In this position? You are at my mercy Loki, and between us two I think I can be so much more creative and evil when it comes to tickling. Yet you sit here threatening me.." you leaned forward, your lips tracing his ear, "Oh Loki, you just never learn do you?"

Your fingers moved back into his armpits and he was screaming before you even started to tickle him, “ANYWHERE ELSE I BEG OF YOU-”

You paused and stepped back with a grin, this was perfect. “Well if you insist…”

Reaching into your jacket you pulled out a small leather pouch as you slowly rounded the table. While walking to your chair you opened it and slowly pulled out a feather before placing it on the table. Lokis eyes were wide and he didn't break eye contact. When you sat down on the other side of the table, he panicked. This was probably the strongest he ever pulled on the cuffs during your whole test run. The metal was creaking and even the table shifted a bit but the setup didn't break.

Talk about the right motivation.

"You know what I am going to do next, right?" With a grin you twirled the feather between your fingers and you swore you saw Lokis hands start shake a little. His eyes were fixed on the feather in your hands and for a moment it seemed like he was unable to form thoughts. Of course he knew and he also knew there was nothing he could do about it.

"L-listen, darling, angel, my sweet love. You don't- you really don't want to do this- Nono don't look at me like that, I am not threatening you! I-i offer you a deal! Let me out and I will fulfill any wish you have- I mean it- No- NO- PLEASE" His head shook desperately as he tried his best to sweet talk himself out of it.

All while watching you very slowly lower your feather towards his right hand. "Anything else you wanna say?" You smiled at him sweetly, but before he could say anything, you let the feather slowly trail over his fingertips.

His reaction was instant, and loud sounding almost not human. A noise somewhere between a howl and a shriek, slowly morphing into a whine and then, as the feather traveled up and down each of his fingers, uncontrollable laughter. The stocks kept his fingers still and secure as your feather traced up and down each finger.

A chuckle left your mouth as you moved to draw patterns on his palm, listening to his hysterical laughter. You realized quickly that tracing the feather across the lines on his palms were giving you the strongest reactions so you focused on that.

“Honestly this is the first time I have ever tickled someones hands. But man I could get used to this, I bet you are just about ready to spill any secret. To bad that that wouldn’t make me stop.”

You couldn't help yourself, he was so adorable. His eyes squeezed shut as he rested his left cheek on his arm, probably in an attempt to curl up, with a smile so wide it nearly looked painful. There were small tears collecting in the corners of his eyes and you loudly awed.

"Loki you are melting my heart here, ticklish hands might be the cutest thing. What about here?"

The soft tip of the feather dipped into the space between his fingers and screaming laughter was your answer. Grinning you rested your head in your free hand, going back and forth between the spaces between Lokis finger on both of his hands until you felt like he needed some air. His head was resting on his shoulder and he took deep breaths with his eyes shut.

While giving him a moment to breathe you pulled the small leather bag towards you, shaking it a few times you turned it upside down and ten metal banjo pics fell onto the table with several clanking noises. Lokis eyes opened and he squinted trying to figure out what you just dropped on he table. He was still starring in confusion when you put the first one on your index finger, then suddenly his eyes widened as he watched you put them on each of your fingers. He didn’t say a thing until you lifted yourself onto the table and knelt in front of his hands. But when he saw your now clawed fingers move towards his underarms he found his voice.

“No no wait- You don’t want to do this- If you let me go right now I will forget about everything that happened! No revenge, no getting you back, I will let you go without even touching you-”

You both knew he was lying, there was no way he would let you get away with anything like this. He was just getting really really desperate. And that didn’t stop when your fingers lowered themselves towards his exposed underarms. It only changed once you made contact, the moment you traced the cool metal across his skin he shrieked with laughter. You heard his feet hit the floor, you could make out the sound of the sole of his shoes scrape against the floor in between his laughter. It was a futile attempt to push himself away from the table and in extension your tickling fingers. You took your time with this spot, savoring every reaction. Again dragging your fingers back and forth slowly seemed to do the trick, alongside that dancing your fingers across the pit of his elbow made him shriek between loud laughter.

After you switched back to his hands, dancing your fingers across his palms and lightly teasing the space between his fingers. This time you were actually able to draw silent laughter out of him. You had one last trick up your sleeve so you leaned back for a moment and took in the sight of what you had turned the god into.

His head was resting on the table, his chest was heaving as you watched his fingers twitch, probably wanting to rub them against the palm to get rid of that tingly, itchy ticklish sensation. He was making soft noises, almost sounding like a mix of giggling and high pitched sobbing. You didn’t need to see his face to know the tears had spilled all over his cheeks by now and it made you smile.

His head didn't move when you got up and rounded the table to stand behind him, resting your hands on his shoulders, this time equipped with the rounded metal claws.

"Are you..dohone?"

Still taking in air he glanced over his shoulder and you just smiled at him, watching his face morph to panic as your fingers slowly wandered back towards his armpits.

"NONONOHO PLEASE PLEASE DON'T!"

The begging started before you even tickled him and you smirked.

"Oh wow you are really desperate hm? As if that would stop me~"

You swore Loki whined at that tease right before screaming with laughter as your hands wandered back under his arms. Scratching one finger lightly over the skin on the back of his armpit made Loki loose his mind. You watched with delight as he shrieked and squirmed as much as he could, when your fingers didn't stop. Time and time again your finger traced over that dreaded spot and there was nothing he could do to stop you.

It didn't take long for him to realize how screwed he was, and slowly the tickling sensation was all he could focus on. He would never admit how good it felt to feel all the thoughts in his head quiet down as all he could think about where the metal tracing across the fabric of his shirt, effectively lighting his nerves on fire. It tickled so much, more than anything he had ever experienced in his life.

“It’s that bad huh?”

His body just fell back against you, head resting against your shoulder as he was screaming words in a language you didn't recognize. With a big grin you leaned towards him as you let your fingers explore that hypersensitive spot.

"Gods that must tickle so bad and there is nothing you can do about it. I can see how bad you want to pull your arms down and protect that horrible ticklish spot, but you won't be able to~"

Seconds after those words left your lips Lokis laughter went silent.

When you finally let up Loki slumped forwards, resting his head on his arms, tears covering his face as he alternated between frantic giggling and hiccupy sobs. His hair was in a mess and sticking to his forehead, for a brief moment you were worried so you went to unlock the stocks. When you moved to unlock them he turned his head to look directly at you.

Cold and emotionless. Not angry or threatening, just a blank stare.

With nervousness pooling in your stomach you pressed the button that released his hands and he pulled them towards himself folding them under his head, resting his chin on top. For several minutes he didn't get up, he just looked at you as you moved around collecting your things. Slowly but surely you were growing more nervous. Suddenly regret started setting in and you bit your lip, figuring out how to get out of this situation in one piece.

When you made your way back to the other side of the room where you were seated in the beginning Loki rose from his chair. His hands were pushed on the table as he got up and his head was lowered as he rose in one smooth motion. Your heart rate spiked and you did your best to remain calm. But when his head rose and you saw the look in his eyes you panicked. It wasn’t normal panic, this was panic fueled by instinct, his presence was overwhelming. A predator watching his prey. You were cornered in this room that suddenly seemed way to small for the two of you. Slowly Loki started walking towards you, putting himself between the door and you. You swore the room got darker behind him as he made his way across towards you.

Desperately you tried to figure out how to get out of the room while slowly being backed into a corner. Lokis ice blue eyes seemed darker, making you feel like you were facing a villain and not a long time friend. His presence was overwhelming, the way only a gods presence could be.

He didn't stop walking until your back was against the corner, only inches between you and him. The way he towered over you made you feel incredibly small and weak. With a thud both of his hands hit the walls to your right and left, effectively taking away your escape routes.

"You must be insane, thinking that what you just did was a good idea."

Lokis voice was so low that you could feel the rumble in your chest as he spoke, looking directly into your eyes. For some reason you were unable to break this eye contact and you felt like your legs were about to give up.

"I am going to give you 10 seconds to run, then I will chase you down and drag you into my bedroom, and if I have to pull you by your leg for everyone to see, so be it."

He moved his right hand to play with your hair, an almost comforting gesture if it wasn’t for this whole situation.

"And when I have you in my room, I will tie you to a chair and use my magic to conceal the room so no one can hear you scream. And then I will find a spot, and I promise you I will, that absolutely drives you insane, and I will tickle that spot until you are crying and screaming and begging me to stop. And then I will ask you for every other weak spot on your body, should you not tell or you simply don't know, don't worry I will find them, all of them. And then I will tickle those spots in all the ways I can come up with. I will tickle you until you loose your mind and you are going to fucking thank me for it. When I am done you will say ‘Thank you for tickling me Loki, thank you for punishing me when I am being a little shit’ Do you understand?"

Your head was spinning but somehow you managed to nod, there was a brief pause between you two as you tried to gather your thoughts. Then he smiled softly.

No one could deny Loki had gone through a lot of stuff, simply his Asgardian nature and the amount of exposure he had had with war from a young age would (rightfully) horrify most Midgardians, plus the pressure of being royalty and the responsibility it demanded with him.

In retrospect, Loki always knew his amount of responsibility were no way near as high as Thor’s, which allowed Loki to get some relief by following his nature as God of Mischief. But still: meetings, war council, royal balls, and in general trying to keep an image of perfection to most of Asgard other than Thor’s group and his parents who truly knew of Loki’s more playful nature, it was quite draining.

And that was before the true horrors.

That one trip to Jotunheim had been the source of over a decade of disgrace. Knowing all that battle would cause, he never would’ve let those three other Jotuns into the vaults of Valaskjalf.

After that, it was tragedy after tragedy. And the worst of them happened in the Sanctuary II.

At first, he thought some bounty hunters had recognized him, given they seem to know who he was, and the only reason they spared his life was because it would be about a matter of time until they’d bargain his life with Odin.

But after several months where he was starved, and his only contact was to be tortured, where the Black Order tore his body apart bit by bit, breaking bones, tearing skin only to throw him back into an isolation cell, where all that kept him together was his pride and the thought that Heimdall could see him and start a rescue mission, thing he learned years later couldn’t be done.

And when he didn’t cave in, they shattered his mind as well, using the Mind Stone on his scepter, giving him no choice but to submit. Everything bad in his life prior to that point seemed to be blissful field trip.

And for many years later he thought he would spend the rest of his life suffering to atone to the horrors he unleashed onto Jotunheim and New York. And by the time the Sanctuary II intercepted the Asgardian escape ship on its way to Earth, and he felt himself fading from reality… nothing had proved him otherwise.

At least he had protected his brother…

…

Who would’ve thought that the next time he opened his eyes he would be laying in a hospital bed, flowers by his ankles and a cervical collar? He had a thousand questions. Where was he? Who brought him there? Why had he been saved? Why couldn’t they let him just die?

Just when he thought it was another round of the same type of torture the Black Order inflicted on him, the door opened… Only about a few hours after waking up, and just in time when his stomach started growling.

The first time he saw you, you felt like a vision. Beautiful and most of it all, kind.

“Loki how are you feeling?” you smiled at him, as you stepped inside the room with a tray of warm food. The smell made his mouth water. “Were you waiting for long? Sorry, I didn’t hear you wake up.”

Loki was quietly staring at you. Not only because his throat was dry, but because he had no idea who you were or what were your intentions.

But you didn’t seem bothered by his silence. You just let out a little chuckle.

“You seem more active today” you smiled, “Usually you can only stay awake for a few seconds. Are you hungry?”

Loki wanted to be proud and say nothing, but his body’s needs were stronger, and a rather loud growl of his stomach gave it away how hungry he was, making his cheeks flare up in embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, I would be hungry too if I hadn’t eaten anything in 5 years” you spoke compassionately, but with a hint of humor.

5 years?!?

“How long have I been here?” he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse beyond recognition, and it hurt to speak.

“Oh, you poor thing, you must be thirsty” you said as you reached his food tray and grabbed a cup of water with a straw and placed it just before his lips. “About your question, a few weeks, a Stark satellite detected a faint life signal and Thor went to find you.”

You spoke in such a humane manner that Loki couldn’t help but lower his guard a bit, and he opened his mouth as you helped him drink.

The water was cold and fresh, it felt so relieving that he couldn’t hold back a sigh when he finished drinking, that only happened when the cup was empty.

You let out a soft giggle at the sight of him. It was then that he recognized you, sort of.

He vaguely remembered your laugh, it was faint, but if he pushed himself to think about it, it was there. He never saw your face, but the sound was familiar, so he concluded it must have been previous visits while he was still unconscious.

It was a pretty sound… innocent, pure.

“You mentioned my brother…” Loki asked. “Is he…?”

As he made his question, you set a table before him and the tray on top of it. It was a huge bowl of soup, and one of mashed potatoes. His stomach growled once again.

“Thor has been visiting you every day practically without exception” you told him. “He talks to you, keeps you updated about his life. Last week he came with Doctor Foster, it seems they started seeing each other again. But we’ve notified him you’re finally awake.”

You sat beside him on the edge of the bed and grabbed the spoon on the tray and started feeding him the soup. It was so warm, and the flavor was rich, that his eyes started watering. What cruel trick was all this kindness? When would this all go South?

His forming tears didn’t go unnoticed, and you cupped his face, your soft fingers caressing his cheeks to clean his tears.

“You don’t have a fever, does it hurt anywhere?” you asked.

“No… I feel per—” he choked on his words, “I feel perfectly fine… all things considered.”

“I’ll monitor your reflex later, but first focus on eating” you said gently. “You need to regain your strength.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice, he was so hungry that if he had had more strength, he would just hold the bowl and chug it all down. By the time he was onto the mashed potatoes he was a lot stronger, the second meal was just as tasty, seasoned just right to make him want to keep eating until his stomach popped.

He even let out a soft little breathy burp, which made you giggle again.

“Don’t eat so fast!” you scolded him with a happy tone.

He found it in himself to laugh softly along with you.

“5 years without food, I remind you” he joked back. “I’ll eat as fast as I can.”

“You were blipped 5 years... you didn’t age a day.”

“Blipped?”

You spent the next few minutes filling him in what had happened. Thanos won, and half of the universal population vanished, for them it was only a few minutes at most… while the rest of the universe aged 5 years. Five years, where everyone thought he was dead, where he was dead.

Now, Loki wanted to cry. The amount of relief that washed over him made him rest back.

“Finally… I’m free…” he sighed. “It’s over… he’s gone…”

He tried covering his eyes when he noticed the sting coming from his left arm, he noticed a cast neatly wrapped around it.

“Your neck injury was the most concerning, but your arm and ankle were badly wounded as well” you explained, and he noticed another cast covering his foot from arch to his ankle. “Although your foot is mostly healed by now.”

He put some attention to his bandaged foot and wiggled his toes, which thank the gods responded perfectly.

“It’s a bit itchy” Loki pointed out.

“I’m pretty sure that’s normal” you chuckled and grabbed a pencil from your pocket, and sneaked it in his cast, and scratched his sole. “Here.”

But the touch, while it somewhat alleviated the itch, it had an unexpected tickly feeling that caused Loki to yelp and jerked his foot back.

“Hehe-hey!” he giggled.

“I’m sorry” you apologized with a soft chuckle.

“You’re lucky I’m too weakened to put a dagger to your throat” Loki spoke, but he noticed he couldn’t get rid of the amusement in his voice.

“Perhaps I should take the chance to really make you laugh then.” You smiled, twirling the pencil on your fingers. “Given you can’t do anything to stop me.”

“Don’t even think about it!” Loki blurted out, “If you even dare to… to…”

He felt his cheeks flush. It had been so long since he had been tickled, it felt silly, plus he was quite vulnerable right now.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to upset you” you assured him, “…yet.”

You let out another soft laugh at the indignation in his face.

“Do you not know the consequences of crossing me?” Loki asked, “Are you that ignorant of the capabilities of the God of Mischief? I have terrorized this realm, Midgard bows before my power! I could finish you with a single hand.”

“What would you get out of it?” you asked bluntly. “You live here now; you would only lose.”

He looked at you and opened his mouth to speak, and then closed it again. Not only was he too weak right now to even keep that threat, but truly besides that little tickle you had been nothing to but kind to him, and even that had been with the intention to help him.

“Do you truly not fear me?” Loki asked after another moment of silence.

“Should I?” you asked with a happy smile.

Perhaps he found that little grin of yours to be too charming, it could be the fact that you had his food and water at your mercy, or it could be the fact that you were a purely friendly presence, which he hadn’t had in… he couldn’t remember for how long. But he truly didn’t want you to be scared of him.

“I suppose not” he finally said.

“Predictable.”

Loki let out a laugh.

“You’re a funny little one” Loki smiled.

Just then a loud noise came in as if something huge was stomping their way through the hall. Which proved to be not far off because soon a large blond figure tumbled onto the door frame.

“Brother…” both Asgardians said in unison.

The older brother’s eyes filled with tears as he rushed to the bed, and with the last self-control he possessed, Thor didn’t tackle the raven haired into a bear hug. Just… collapsed on his knees by the side of his bed.

“You’re awake…” the God of Thunder burst into messy sobs. “…Alive.”

In other times, Loki would’ve found Thor’s reaction ridiculous, mockable, or annoying… but after all they had been through and seeing the streak of his own hair tangled in one of Thor’s braids… he let out a soft sob as he gently reached to place his hand on Thor’s head.

“Ahem!” you cleared your throat to make yourself present. “As long as you’re careful with his neck, you two can hug.”

You smiled and left the room to give them space. Both brothers let out a laugh and Thor cradled his little brother in his arms, supporting his head as if he was a baby as his other hand was squeezing Loki.

“I told you the sun would shine on us again” Loki spoke softly.

“You idiotic, insincere, irresponsible, impulsive, inconsiderate fool!” Thor scolded him, sounding more relieved than anything.

“Oh, good, you ran out of insults that started with an I” Loki laughed.

“I beg you, brother. Never give me a scare like that again” Thor begged.

“In my defense, I didn’t fake it this time” he whispered.

There was an awkward silence as none of the princes knew what to say to each other, there was so much to say, but… where to start?

“I… heard you started seeing Doctor Foster again.”

That made Thor smile as started telling Loki what he had done with his life, how Asgard was doing, which was what finally broke Loki, hearing Asgard managed to live on was that finally burst into tears as he hugged his brother again.

The two brothers talked for hours, and for the first time in years, if not ever, Loki felt the conversation with his brother be purely lighthearted. He was so lost in the chat that it took him hours to notice…

“You’ve gained weight” Loki pointed out.

“Quiet, you imp…” Thor snorted. “It’s been tough these last 5 years.”

“I… did not mean to be judgmental” Loki assured him. “It just… I’ve been out for so long…”

“Well, don’t get used to this, I’m already exercising again, and I’m renouncing to beer… aside from social events” Thor said happily.

“Oh? I didn’t know you drank” Loki tilted his head. “But… good for you.”

Thor’s face darkened, making Loki immediately regret his comment.

“It was… Very rough five years…” Thor said again. “I suppose time wasn’t kind on me.”

Loki felt a pang of guilt settle on his chest, after Ragnarök he truly had no intention to pull another stunt like that. For once, he had every intention to stick by Thor’s side.

But at the time the Sanctuary II intercepted their ship, all Loki could think was protecting Thor. Because he knew that if anything happened to his brother, no one else would’ve had a fighting chance against the Mad Titan. But he had been reckless.

“I— I’m sorry brother…” Loki apologized, and Thor smiled at him. “How’s Asgard?”

“It’s been difficult as you may imagine… but, you know… us Asgardians are stubborn, we’ve managed.” Thor smile. “Little Asgard is thriving!”

“Oh, I’m painfully aware, you’re all a nightmare” Loki joked, making Thor laugh again.

Despite his sarcasm, something in the way Thor said us Asgardians made Loki smile, by now Thor knew very well his true nature, and yet he still treated him as one of his own, like his brother, maybe not bound by blood, but by something stronger.

The conversation kept going until Loki’s stomach growled in hunger, but by then the sun had set a while ago. And it didn’t take long after when you had stepped in the room with a tray of food and Thor excused himself for the night.

The meals were simple and soft for a good while, porridge, broths and soups, sauce-less pastas, yogurts, Jello, but having a pretty mortal such as yourself literally feeding him and tending to his every whim made his recovery quite pleasant. Especially when he started eating solid foods again and the meals were a lot tastier.

“You’re healing quite fast,” you told him as you checked monitored his ribs for any soreness. “I’ve heard injuries usually take maybe 3 or 4 times longer to heal. …In the best of circumstances, but Stephen said your bones are practically all healed now.”

“If someone can pull out a miracle like that, a god should be the right place to go” he joked as he kept holding his shirt up so you could.

“That’s fair, also having the best doctors and technology at our disposal helps, doesn’t it?” you quipped.

“Do not underestimate my divinity, mortal” he said dramatically.

“Oh, yes, forgive me, your godly-ness…” you bowed just as dramatically.

“You’ve been gaining weight” you said as you prodded your stomach.

He let out a yelp.

“Rude” he said cheekily.

“No, I mean, you were practically nothing but skin and bones when we found you” you assured him, “I mean you seem healthier now. You must be in your healthy weight again by now.”

“Do not flatter me” Loki smirked.

“Flatter you?” you gasped out a laugh. “Nonsense, it’s been my care the reason you no longer look like a malnourished cat!”

He did not expect you to start prodding and squeezing his belly, instantly causing him to burst out laughing. Curse his gut for being this vulnerable to your playful fingers.

“Nohohohoho! Don’t!” he whined between cackles. “Stohohohop!”

“Oh my god!” you laughed and gave him a small breather “I didn’t even have to do anything… But if you insist…”

“W-What…? Insist…?”

“I won’t stop…”

“W-What? N-No! PLEHEHEHEASE! NO! STOP!” Loki begged despite his pride, but the way you kept squeezing his belly, giving his skin soft pinches made him wheeze out shaky laughter was too much. “NOT MY— NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

You started focusing on the patch of skin around his belly button, which surprisingly enough was even more ticklish than his navel itself. He started digging his heels onto the mattress as he arched and squirmed on the bed.

“Okay, okay!” you squeaked out as you grabbed his ankle, forgetting your playful attack, to settle him back on bed. “Easy there… you’ll hurt your foot again.”

He was more focused on catching breath, but he still felt you helping him stretch and move his ankle to check if he hadn’t hurt himself in the middle of his squirming.

“You’re… huff… huff… the worst nurse…” he groaned.

“Ask for another nurse who can deal with you” you chuckled as you gently tickled his sole making him let out a giggle.

You weren’t exactly part of the medical team, but after everything that had happened, the Avengers were understaffed, and every task that Tony’s technology couldn’t fill in were done by the Avengers themselves, his brother and Maximoff twins helped with cleaning, Bruce and Clint cooked, Tony handled the finances (in more than just been the Compound’s sponsor), and so and so.

You were a lab assistant, although, not in the medical field. Yet, given your friendly nature and bond with the God of Thunder, Thor himself had entrusted you to look after his most precious thing, his little brother. But under normal circumstances, you’d be working with chemicals or mechanics by the side of your mentors and the Spiderling.

Although now, you had been tasked solely to look after Loki, given no one else was capacitated to deal with him and you seemed to understand each other, and Loki even had friendly interactions with you. Or well, friendly for Loki.

“Get up!” you whined pulling him by his healthy arm.

“I don’t want to” Loki protested.

“Why not?” you huffed defeatedly as you let go of him.

“I don’t exactly feel excited to be sat on a cold table to be prodded and squeezed and all to get stabbed.”

“Injections aren’t the same as getting stabbed, you big baby” you laughed, as you poked his sides, causing Loki to jump and swat your hand away.

“It’s a sharp metal piercing my skin, isn’t it?” he defended himself as he crossed his arm across his chest. “Call me a baby if you please, but it doesn’t excite me being pierced by your tiny blades.”

“L-Loki… are you afraid of needles?” you asked with an amused smile, he could tell by your tone that you were holding back laughter.

“I am not!” he scoffed.

“Oh! You are!” you smiled immensely.

“Is this funny to you?”

“N-No… Don’t worry, it’s cute. I used to fear needles too, you know, when I was five.” You grinned.

Loki’s ears perked up.

“That was a lie” he smiled cockily.

“What?”

“That’s a lie” he repeated himself. “You either still fear them or just recently stopped doing so.”

“Wha— that’s…” your cheeks turning pink were the last tell.

“God of Lies, don’t bother denying it. I can tell when some lies to me” he grinned triumphantly. “Don’t worry, it’s cute.”

You huffed as you smacked the back of his hand.

“And here I was going to tell you my trick to control my nerves” you huffed.

“Which is…?” Loki asked, partly to tease you, but deep down actually wanting to know.

You shuffled through your bag and pull-out headphones and handed them to him. Loki forced himself to ignore the way your hand brushed against his when you handed them to him.

“Just close your eyes and listen to some music” you smiled, “it helps with a lot of things. But if you need to you can hold my hand and squeeze it if you get scared.”

He smiled at you. “Thank you.”

“Tell you what, if you’re brave, I’ll make sure you have your favorite ice cream for dessert today. How does that sound?” you offered.

“I’m not a child you can’t bribe like that” Loki rolled his eyes, “… Two bowls.”

You nodded and helped him get up and walk to get his check up and vaccine. Given how long he had been in bed, he was still doing some rehab and needed help to walk longer distances.

And he did take your word and held your hand all the time, although he did notice it was you who squeezed his hand when the needle came out. He had even forgotten to put on the headphones by the time the needle was out. And you did keep your word of spoiling him with his favorite ice cream.

“The second bowl is gonna melt, so you might as well eat it with me…” he mumbled between bites.

In a few months Loki was practically fully recovered and soon he was starting his rehab trainings. And of course, he had already picked a sparring partner.

“Do not go easy on me” Loki stated the first time.

“Oh, you like it rough then?” you grinned as you two circled around each other on the sparring mat. “Duly noted.”

He was not one new to flirtatious exchanges. He had been alive for over a millennium, and he had had plenty lovers before. But for some reason your banter made him flustered and tied his tongue into a knot.

“If I wanted it rough, I’d pick literally anyone else, agent” Loki excused himself. “You couldn’t take me if you tried.”

“Couldn’t I?” you grinned, noticing his cheeks flare up.

Damn you, you tenacious and annoyingly perceptive little thing.

“In a fight, you pest” Loki huffed.

“Ah, bummer” you smiled cheekily.

And while it was true that your human strength wasn’t a match for his regular god-like standards, you actually provided an interesting challenge. Besides, he was still recovering so using his full strength wasn’t an option anyway. You were fast, and you jumped around him like a rabbit and landed the softest blows as he spun around you trying to follow or even read your patterns.

“What’s wrong, is the mighty God of Mischief unable to catch up?” you smiled as you poked his ribs lightly before sneaking away.

You didn’t expect Loki to yelp.

“D-Don’t!”

Your face was puzzled for just a second, but as soon as it had happened, you had put two and two together and grinned in an almost cartoonish way.

“I think this training just became more fun” you smile as you poked him again.

“Do not even think about it!” he huffed, as a nervous smile twitched its way into his lips.

“What happened to not go easy on you? I’m just obeying.” you grinned and started chasing him after.

The way you wiggled your fingers with a mischievous in his direction awoke something primally playful. And as a bright smile appeared on his face, he started running away from you.

“You will never catch me!” he called as he ran.

You laughed and ran after him.

He would never admit it out loud, but the way he felt in that moment was rejuvenating, he hadn’t done something so silly and non-transcendent purely for the sake that it was fun. But you were ditching training to chase him around under the threat of tickling him if you caught him. All for the sake of playing with him like a kid despite both of you being young adults. And even more surprising is that Loki found himself eager to play along, even if the idea of getting tickled made him nervous.

Which… eventually did happen, curse his weakened stamina and aching ankle. That day he also learned to fear when you threatened him with tickles, you were devastating when you wanted to be.

“Nohohoho!” he laughed as your fingers dug onto his stomach. “This is ehehehe cruel!”

By the time you had caught up with him you had already reached the living room and he had tumbled onto the couch.

“Oh my gosh, you’re so ticklish!” you giggle, your finger swirling around his navel.

“Ehehehehe! Get away from there!” he laughed.  “Oh Norns! Stop it!”

“C’mon, Loki, you’re a big guy, you can take it!” you giggled and kneaded his belly sides with your fingers with terrifying skill.

But you were kind enough to give him a break.

“Gods abohohohohove, I’m begging you, dove!” he whined. “Don’t torturehehehehe me like this!”

But it somehow served to strengthen your bond. Loki already had a good concept of you, you were a kind and generous person. You were one of the few people he could’ve called a friend. But seeing you weren’t completely disciplined and were willing to break schedule to have mindless fun was relieving. He feared that living in a S.H.I.E.L.D. building would mean they expected him to become a soldier.

So, he started looking for you out of the designated times you had together. He had come to really like to come and annoy you when you were working, playing with your pencils, hiding your stuff, and of course tickling you to distract you when he was craving your attention… which happened pretty often.

“Lohohohoki!” you whined. “I’m wohohorking!”

“I’m not saying you should stop” he grinned as he skittered his fingers along your ribs and sides, just gently scratching over your thin shirt. “Take this as a test of your focus.”

“Nohohohoho, Loki!” you wheezed. “Ihihihit’s so bahahahad! Stohohohop ihihit!”

“Mm~ I’m not sure” he purred in your ear, knowing damn well how much it made you curl up in a ball. “I kinda like hearing the noises you make, they’re… what’s the word? Cute~”

You screeched as you hid your face with your hands, muffling your laughter. Norns, you were so precious. He may have been teasing you when he said you were cute, but he meant it.

You were a lovely company, helping him heal by doing his routines and rehabilitation regimes, while he reviewed the files regarding New Asgard. You massaged his healing ankle while Loki read the documents that were handed to him.

“This is absolutely atrocious!” Loki scoffed smacking the files. “What is this, Infinity Conez? Who approved this? Look at this! Thanos getting the Infinity Stones is a universal tragedy, but to my people more than anyone!”

“Well, that’s why Thor created the New Asgard Council” you reminded him. “He gets help ruling Asgard, and Asgard gets a group of capable people leading them. You have voice and vote.”

“They will hear about this” Loki said firmly. “I will not allow my people to see that when they go to the market! That’s just disrespectful and heartless!”

“I agree with that” you nodded. “I’d be hurt to see something that traumatic turned into an attraction, there must be a better way to make an ice cream store. What about B-Ice Frost?”

“B-Ice Frost?” Loki asked.

“Yeah! A rainbow bridge themed ice cream store that actually gives a nod to your culture” you suggested. “The logo could an ice cream cone with rainbow sprinkles.”

“Hmm, I’ll notify that suggestion,” Loki nodded as he wrote it down. “Thank you.”

Months into knowing each other and spending a ridiculous amount of time together, and Loki started noticing how being around you boosted his mood, he couldn’t stop thinking about certain details about you, like the way you played with your hands when you were nervous, or how you scrunched up your nose slightly when you smiled at him, how your eyes sparkled when you were assigned a new project you had been excited for, the butterflies in his belly when you placed your hands on him even to greet him or help him stretch before training. And…

Oh Gods… he was falling in love with you.

For a while he didn’t know what to do with himself. He tried carrying himself normally. But it was overwhelming the way he felt about you, it took one look in your direction, and he felt his heart racing. Trying to avoid you didn’t work either, because his entire being craved being around you, so that didn’t last too long. So, at some point, he stopped fighting it. He knew there was no way a being as good as you would even look in his direction, he was a monster, who had done unforgivable things to your planet.

Surely, your kindness had a limit. Surely, once he was fully healed, you’d forget about him. In fact, Loki feared the day he’d be considered fully recovered and you’d abandon him.

“C’mon, lazybones. We’re late for training” you grinned as you pulled him from the couch.

“I do not feel like training today” Loki yawned as he stretched out his arms to you as an invitation to hug him. “Why don’t we watch a movie? You can choose.”

The way your resolve faltered was beyond endearing. Even if you two weren’t anything, it was common knowledge you were what they called a cuddle bug.

“Loki… it’s important you do your rehab exercises” you said softly.

“I am not in the mood for training” Loki repeated.

“Oh, is that how it is?” you said in a playful yet menacing tone. “I’ll have to persuade you then.”

“What? N-No! D-dohohon’t!” Loki burst out laughing when he felt your fingers over his belly. “Nohohoho! Not thehehehehere!”

“Get up!” you teased him as your fingers pinched the sides of his stomach.

“I don’t wahahahant to!” Loki laughed as he kicked the cushions with his heels. “I’m comfortable hehehehere!”

“It’s important you do your exercises, it’s part of your rehab!” you insisted. “C’mon, doctor’s orders.”

“I dohohohon’t follow a mortal’s— ahaha orders!” he wheezed when you found that damned spot below his navel.

“Then I’m not stopping, you’ll spend the evening as a giggly wiggly worm.”

He had to give you something, you knew exactly how to make him squirm. His hips were bucking trying to stop you and his hands were pushing your wrist, but he wasn’t used to dealing with a normal human’s strength, so he didn’t want to risk hurting you.

“Pleahahahase! Cut it— OW!”

Immediately you jolted and stop everything you were doing, cupping your hands over your mouth and looking at him horrified.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” you asked.

“Yes, I’m quite alright. My back aches… that is all.” He assured you as he sat back up.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve been more careful, you’re still recovering.”

“Oh no, the back pain has been with me for quite a few years already” he said, wanting to ease your conscious.

“What…?”

“Well, yes. The Black Order aren’t exactly kind when they force you into their lines.” Loki said simply. “The pain comes back every so often.”

“I’m sorry…” you look at him. “Can I help?”

“Unfortunately, there’s nothing you could d—”  

You surprised him by sitting behind him and started rubbing his shoulders, softly at first, feeling him.

“No wonder you are sore, you’re stiff like a board” you said feeling around his spine, soon starting to add more pressure.

He let out a few groans, it hurt a bit at first as you undid the knots of stress of his shoulders. He sighed as he soon felt himself slipping away.

“C’mere” you spoke with utmost softness, as you helped Loki rest on his stomach just to keep massaging his back. “Hehe, you take up most of the couch, I kinda forget how tall you are sometimes.”

“Sorry…” he yawned no even filtering his thoughts.

“It’s okay” you said amusedly, “it’s not a bad thing.”

Your hands rubbed his back with gentle and caring touch. You were so kind and meticulous. Your skill might be up for debate, you were good, but someone much pickier could argue there were professional masseuse that were much better. Perhaps that was true, but no one else had touched him so lovingly, so selflessly. You took your time, and he even noticed every so often you stopped to stretch your fingers that grew tired, but you didn’t complain, you didn’t stop.

He didn’t know when or for how long, but when he woke up you were still massaging your back.

“You snore when you sleep” you spoke in the softest voice, he didn’t want to get his hopes up, but you seemed endeared. “Had a nice nap?”

“Probably the best nap I’ve had since I was maybe 150 years old.” He said, letting out a chuckle at your confusion. “I was still a toddler by then.”

“I’m glad… you really seemed like you needed it” you said softly. “Do you feel better?”

He let out a yawn and stretch, rolling over on his back to look at you.

“Much better, thank you” he smiled politely.

“No problem…” you said with a shyness that was unfamiliar for him, he even got to see the pleasure to see a lovely blush adorning your cheeks. “Um… w-well… I’ll go to… you know…”

“Ah, of course…” he muttered as he saw you run off.

He was a little bit disappointed, but he tried not to think too much about your attitude for the sake of his sanity. Of course, he failed. It was the only thing he could think about

It made him build up the courage to go out for town and buy a bouquet. He thought about red roses, but he saw a bouquet of violets and purple sweet peas and white roses, he just knew that was the one.

He even used his phone for a change to ask you to meet him in the compounds garden, he hated using his cellphone. He had asked Banner to let him use his therapy flower greenhouse. He calculated the hour for the prettiest sky colors to ensure a romantic setting for his love declarations.

Minutes earlier his heart was thumping so loud it was drumming in his ears. He felt his mouth dry, and he was sweaty.

“Loki?” he finally heard your voice as you walked in.

“Over here!” he called as he set his bouquet, behind him, barely hiding it behind himself. “H-Hi… Thanks for coming.”

“No problem” you smiled. “I didn’t know you wanted to try Bruce’s gardening therapy. That’s really good.”

“N-No… I— Uh… I just wanted to… have some privacy.”

“Oh?” you asked as you sat behind him.

“I just… wanted to uh, give you this… as a thank you” Loki said, handing you the bouquet. “You’ve been exceedingly kind to me for months, helping me heal, keeping me in check, and that massage the other day… it really helped me feel better.”

“It’s been my pleasure. You’ve been a lovely patient” you said sweetly as you smelled the flowers.

“T-That’s not the only reason why I wanted to… see you here…” Loki barely spoke out, his mouth felt dry, and he felt lightheaded. “You’ve been a delightful company and a wonderful friend… I can’t say that about a lot of people, and probably even less can say the same thing about myself…”

“That’s not true.” You cut him off. “You’re funny, well-mannered, smart, educated, charmingly stubborn, and a stimulating company. There’s not a boring moment with you around.”

Loki’s cheeks flushed at your sweet words, you weren’t even trying to, but his heart fluttered.

“T-That’s why I mean, you are… a— uh… this is ah— not easy to say… but you… um… I appreciate you.”

“I like you too, you’re a lovely friend” you said sweetly.

“N-No… I am not trying to be friendly” Loki said in a quick gasp of courage. “I-I would like to f-formally court you.”

“Court me…?”

“I think here on Midgard it’s addressed as dating…” Loki said, bracing himself for rejection.

“I’d love to.”

“What…?” Loki asked.

“I’d love to go out with you” you said, gently kissing his cheek.

Loki grinned happily.

“Tomorrow at 8?” Loki offered, “I— we could go to a nice restaurant, I’ll take you there. I could ask for a chauffeur to take us… we— we could…”

You surprised him with a little poke on the ribs, that cut him off with the urge to giggle.

“8 is perfect, I’ll drive us to wherever you like” you smiled, “Just pick a restaurant. But, how about tonight I take you for a nice dinner inside and a movie on the lounge room?”

“I’d like that, very much” Loki smiled softly as he pressed his forehead against yours.

He saw you intertwine your fingers with his own, causing him to smile. You lovely thing. It was a lovely sensation. As you pulled him up to his feet, so he’d follow you inside. Which he did with a bright smile.

What a lovely life he had found on Earth.

Fic/drabble:

As you woke up and got down to the kitchen you saw snow falling from the sky, going to the window you could see it had likely started snowing last night as there was already a thick layer of snow covering the ground as you turned you saw loki walk in.

“good morning” you smile walking over to him as he made himself tea giving you a cup too as he knew you were on your way to make a cup yourself anyway

“Good morning darling” Loki smiled as he looked past you and out the windows at the snow “I was thinking to ask if you wanted to go outside today?” You ask him as you turned and watched the snowflakes glide down the window

“Hm.. sounds wonderful” loki smiled softly coming around the kitchen island and kissing your head “maybe we can go sledding” You smile as you leaned onto him

“oh I haven’t done that in decades” Loki said, raising his eyebrows as he remembered doing it with Thor and the others back on Asgard in the winter.

After you both had eaten breakfast which was porridge that Loki had cooked as his mother made it often when he was little as the cold months passed. You both dressed accordingly to the weather (of course loki didn’t need much other than a sweater or a jacket)

before going out onto the fields outside the compound walking a little in front of Loki looking around on the snow covered ground and pine trees you suddenly feel something hitting in your back, turning around you saw Loki grinning preparing another snowball in his hands

“HEY!- So we are starting this off with a snowball fight?” You say grinning back as you bent down to make your own snowball in your hands “I thought it was a fitting start to this little snow day” Loki smirked stepped aside as you threw your snowball before returning the favor and throwing a snowball at you hitting your arm

“okay then let’s do it” you smiled as the both of you started to run around the trees ducking and throwing snowballs at eachother After a few moments loki managed to throw a snowball into your neck making you shriek at the cold before he came over and brushed it away not wanting you to get sick

“fine you win but I will get you back later” you smile looking at him as he smirked and shrugged “we will see about that” Loki chuckled softly as he summoned a sled “want to try sledding?” Loki asked grinning as you nodded smiling as both of you went over to one of the slopes getting ready and sitting down on the sled with you in the front and loki sitting behind you holding the rains as well as having his arms around your waist holding you close so you wouldn’t slip off or anything

“ready?” Loki asked grinning as he already felt the same feeling of butterflies he had when he was a kid getting ready to sled down the hill with Thor.

as you nodded loki smiled and pushed the sled over the edge of the slope quickly pulling his legs up and onto the sled as you both slided down immediately feeling the butterflies flutter around inside you as small bits of snow flew past you while the sled shot down the slope and out towards the woods stopping in a small hill of soft snow in between the trees with you and Loki end up laying on your backs as the reindeer skin the two of you had used was halfway up the little slope since both of you had slipped off when you hit a bump in the road and crashed into the snow pile.

“Want to go again?” Loki asked, sitting up and shuffling back a little so he could get up “yes! let's find another hill” You smiled while sitting up too as loki helped you up by taking your hand as you walked to the next hill climbing up and getting ready.

“are you ready?” you asked looking up at loki behind you smiling “absolutely” loki grinned as he got ready to push you over the edge “just make sure we don't crash into a tree or something” you teased holding onto the rope as loki did the same holding his arms around you as he pushed the sled off the edge

“it will be fine, i will be careful” Loki chuckled as you both i down the hill, feeling butterflies flutter around inside your body as you suddenly spotted a jump infront of you “oh nonono- AH!” you shrieked, as the two of you went on a small jump which was a snow covered stone before landing again spinning around a little, like a skidding car before coming to a stop as you were out on a large field.

“Well that went better thahahan expected” Loki said, looking around and then back at the tracks after where the two of you had slided, feeling the adrenaline boiling in his blood “yeah, just that jump surprised me” you giggled being full of adrenaline yourself, glancing over and seeing the tracks as you got up again. Slightly wobbly from excitement as you helped Loki up too

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A time skip

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“It is beautiful at dusk isn't it” you smiled, walking a bit forward looking up at the sky as it slowly became a darker blue while loki on the other hand had slowly gone behind and gathered some snow into a ball and snuck up behind before saying “darling ?” and holding your shoulder and smashing the snowball in your face chuckling as you shrieked turning around brushing the snow off your face and front neck as loki was bending over leaning on his knees before having snowballs thrown at him getting a taste of his own medicine which was delivered from you who swithtly started picking up snow to get revenage

“Oh you better run” he chuckled, running after you up the hill back towards the compound, starting a chase “come back here!” Loki chuckled, running after “never !” you giggled while throwing what little of snowballs you had back and forth “oh i almost got you that time” loki laughed, after a bit you stopped for a breather noticing that loki was gone, seeing no one behind you, only trees and the forest edge

“oh no..” you whispered to yourself in realisation “Oh no indeed darling.” he said, popping up behind you with his chin resting on your shoulder“LOKI!” you squealed as he wrapped his arms around you “Now I have a question, are you still ticklish darling ?” he asked as you could hear the smirk that was in his voice as you started to feel flustered.

“hmm.. no answer then i will have to find out myself” Loki mock thought out loud “lokihihi ihi am going to get a cold!” you giggled as you felt the snow in on your collar melt and drip into your clothes

“you have almost three layers on and i dont think a few bits of snow in your scarf will make you sick so stop trying to make excuses as it has just proved to me that you are most likely still ticklish more if not so after all” loki said grinning as he slowly began to flutter his finger on your sides slowly adding more pressure to get through the layers.

Soon the words stopped in your throat as you tried to hold the giggles in “i know you want to laugh so there no need in hiding it” he teased almost whispering into your ear “lohoki dohont tease mehe” you said trying

to hold the giggles inn but of course a few slipping out “but you get such a nice blush when you laugh!” he teased moving closer to your ribs as you practically melted down into the snow on the ground

“okahahay okahay youhohou mahahahade yhohohour pohohoihihint!” you giggled looking up at him as you sat in the snow feeling already snow getting into your ski pants from the opening by your shoes soaking your socks and bottom of your pant legs.

“very well, I’ll stop for now then. let's get inside” loki said warmly at last, helping you up from the snow brushing some of the snow off you before you both went up the hill again and inside.

As you stepped inside and closed the door you could feel the blood coming back to your toes and fingertips as you and Loki got out of the soaked outside wear. While Loki was hanging it up in a shower so it could drip off and dry you went off to the kitchen to make some warm drinks to bring back to the library. Since the two of you had planned to sit by the fireplace.

As Loki came back from the bathroom he walked up standing beside you “I was thinking something warm would help thawing me after you gave me a snow shower” you said pouring the milk into your coco stirring it with a spoon before handing over the carton to loki who did the same to his cup. “come on, it's not like i froze you solid in a block of ice” loki chuckled poking your side as you went to pick up your cup

“don't forget i will get you back for that” you smiled as the two of you walked down the hall towards the library “you have already said it two times darling and how do you plan on doing that? you remember i am a frost giant after all.” loki smirked walking forward to open the door for you as you carried the cups and some snacks on a tray

“ooh just wait and se, i have my ways” you grinned back at him as you walked in setting the tray down on the coffee table in front of the fireplace sitting down in the sofa behind you

“Well then we will see what you come up with,” Loki said as he followed, having picked up a large blanket from the basket in the corner coming over and sitting down beside you, wrapping his arm around you cuddling up in the corner of the sofa.

you hummed calmly as you cuddled up with loki laying your head on his chest watching the flames in the fireplace dance as loki had his arms around you, using magic to hold up a book he was reading playing with your hair while he read. After a while you remembered your promises from before looking up at loki to see if he would react or notice you, which he didn't

"Loki?" you whispered after a moment waiting to see if he heard you but you quickly saw he was in his own little world, it was like he was dead to the world while he read. smiling to yourself you carefully moved your arms to hug his waist pretending to be relaxing as you reached around him and gave his side a test pinch.

while he flinched slightly his eyes didn't break away from the page he was reading prompting you to continue until he noticed.

grinning you started wiggling one of your fingers against his side testing the waters again and as expected he didn't react more than flinching away and moving back once you stopped.

“hm..” you said to yourself as you added a few fingers doing it again but getting the same reaction just that he flinched further away. At last you held both your hands at both his sides ready to strike,

counting down inside your head before you scribbled your fingers along his side grinning as the god jumped, beginning to giggle looking around as he was ripped away form the world of the book in confusion before seeing what you were doing.

“dahaharling whahaahat are you doing?” loki giggled trying to shuffle back but bumping into the sofa arm “getting my well deserved revenge after being attacked with snow thank you very much” you grinned, continuing to tickle him moving to his stomach as he laughed.

After a few moments Loki began to gather his mind. After the sudden attack he grabbed your hands holding them up while he took a deep breath still chuckling a little before grinning down at you.

As he did he used magic to pick up his book that had been flung down to the floor laying it on the coffee table putting the bookmark in as he did.

“Now, that was clever. I will give you that. But you must have known I would get you back for this ?” Loki said, smirking as he gathered your hands in one of his sitting up a little more as he laid you down on your back against the other side of the sofa while you giggled nervously looking up at him, blushing as you knew what he had said was true.

“Come on Loki, you can’t blame me for getting a little revenge” you giggled clearly teasing him “oh I don’t blame you but as I said. Now it’s my turn to get you back with my own revenge” Loki said as he held your arms over your head poking your side as he said “revenge”

you looked up at Loki, waiting for his next move while your belly filled with butterflies of anticipation.

And of course loki being Loki wanted to tease you as much as possible before striking.

Twisting to the side you let out a giggly squeal as he poked you prompting Loki to poke your other side getting the same reaction grinning down at you before he began to poke your sides and stomach rapidly smiling softly as you twisted around giggling.

”Lokihihihi! This isn’t fahahair!” You giggled out smiling as you tried to twisting away but was ultimately stuck “I think it is plenty fair, I am just evening the score.” Loki said grinning as he clawed at your side switching every so often

“ihihi didnt evehehen know you were ticklish from the stahahahart!” You giggled out in a winne trying to curl up a little while loki chuckled and started to scribble his fingers across your back and back ribs Which were more ticklish than you thought you discovered as you shrieked in giggles.

“EEEk-K ehehhehey okahahay okahahay- Wahahait !” You shrieked since no one really tickled you there before. Loki smiled down at you as he gave you a break and finishing off with a raspberry on your neck, laughing with you seeing your reaction.

And then pullung you up into his arms again laying back where he had been laying earlier.

“Maybe I have finally corrupted you like stark suggested” Loki chuckled softly as he held you close “maybe, well as I said I learned from the best” you smiled still feeling a few butterflies fluttering inside you as the two of you cuddled up with each other again, you would always love days like this, even if you didn’t get much done it was worth it.

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