CHAPTER 18

"Shit? Fuck! Did I really just do that?" You asked yourself, closing your chamber door behind you.

Your leaned your back against the coolness of the wood. This was not supposed to happen, whatever, hit and quit it. You took a deep ragged breath, pushing yourself up off the door. You walked over to your bed, sitting down gingerly. You pulled the glasses out to place a call, to the one person you knew would be able to talk some sense into you.

"Hey there, sweet face, long time no see." Natasha's face popped into view.

"Hey Nat." You sighed, biting your bottom lip. "I fucked up."

"You fucked up or you fucked?" She smirked.

"Nat." You almost shrieked, god damn her and her knowing things some how.

"Looks like Barnes owes me money." She snickered to herself.

"You were placing bets on whether or not I would sleep with Loki?!"

"Come on, everyone sleeps around on missions from time to time. No big deal." She responded nonchalantly.

"Nat, that's you not me." You retorted with an eye roll.

"Incorrect, not just me. Rogers did it last month." She cocked her head with a smirk. "How's that for the poster boy?"

"Are you serious? Steve?!" You gawked into the glasses not believing your ears.

"Yes, Steve. It happens, some of us do it for stress relief, others to forget, or cause they genuinely care." She said in a sing song voice, before her tone went serious. "Do you care? About Loki that is."

"No!" You said almost too quickly. "Absolutely not."

"Well then, looks like you didn't fuck up. Just calm down and go about like nothing ever happened, that is unless you want it to happen again."

"No, I don't." You sighed. "Seriously though, Steve?"

"Yep, seems like mister goody two shoes can't keep it in his pants."

"I don't even want to know how you found this out. Don't tell Bucky I slept with Loki though, that's just weird." You shook your head.

"Damn it, I'll find another another way to collect my hundred then. Anyway, don't be a stranger." She smiled before you said bye and ended the call.

    You took the glasses off, putting them back in your hiding spot. Your mind spinning from the fact you slept with Loki and Mr Captain Perfect had slept around on a mission. You changed out of the shirt you were wearing for another set of clothes. You took one look in the large mirror that had been provided, fixed your hair a bit and walked out.

You found the dining hall, sitting next to Thor, ready for breakfast. Loki casually walked in and his face lit up, you pretended not to notice. He sat down in the chair next you, his head turned to face you. You never looked up at him, never regarded the god who was all but beaming.

“So, y/n what is on the agenda today? A stroll through gardens, the market?” Loki asked, his voice was light and hopeful.

“I’d rather not, Loki. I would rather train today, cause eventually I’ll be off this planet and I don’t want to look sloppy in front of Capt or Fury.” You responded coolly, looking at your plate.

“Training it is, I’m sure there’s something we..” you cut him off before he could finish.

“With Thor, afterall He has the strength and that’s what I’m going to need when I get back home. Not defending myself against magic tricks.” You added curtly, were you being a massive jerk? Of course, that’s just how this would go.

You ate your meal, and stood abruptly. When you walked off you left the man in silence, willing not to turn back.

“Hopefully you can manage not to try and take over another world in my absence.” You quipped out before leaving.

That’s how the next week went, you were cold and harsh with Loki. It was much like when you had first landed on Asgard. You steered away from him when you knew it would only leave the two of you to yourselves. You could not and would not get involved with him again.

You were successful until one evening when he cornered you.

“What’s come over you?” He demanded blocking entry to your room.

“What do you mean?” You asked sharply.

“You’ve been acting cold since that night we shared a bed, and I demand to know why that is exactly.” He spat out, leaning in towards you.

“Seriously Loki?” You snapped. “You of all people are going to act like this? I’ve seen you with the women you’ve brought back to the palace, that you flirt with, never the same girl twice. What do you think that was?”

Loki blinked hard a few times, staring at you in shock. You refused to back away, reaching under his arm to open your door.

“That was nothing more then a booty call loki, you of all people should understand that.” You stated before ducking under his arm and entering your room, closing the door behind you.

Loki stood in silence, he just stared at the door. Had he done something wrong? He took a deep breath and wandered down the hall trying not to feel the string of rejection get to him. He went straight to the person that knew you better, Thor. Even though he didn’t always get along with him, he hoped that Thor would at least give him some insight.

“Brother.” Loki announce softly as he walked in through his brothers open door.

“Loki!” Thor bellowed back, smiling brightly as he flipped through a book.

“May ask you something, with out you threatening me?” He asked, staying just inside the door way.

“What is it?”

“Y/n, why is she being cold and distant?” Loki took a deep breath before continuing. “Her and I slept together, and since then she’s been nothing but crass to me. And what is a booty call?”

“You did what?” With that Thor was on his feet and across the room.

“Yes, I slept with her.” Loki reiterated himself. “I didn’t nothing to harm her, I sure you.”

“Damn it Loki!”

~~~

You flopped down in the bed, staring up at the ceiling. A part of you hated treating him like this but it was for the best, at least that’s what you told yourself. You heard a ringing sound, your glasses were going off.

You pulled them from there hiding spot, putting them on your face and answering. Tony’s grinning face came in view, and your heart rate started to pick up a bit.

“Hey, trouble, ready to come home?”

Loki: I'm sorry that I'm not always hunting for the dick