Mini giant Loki and Peter!

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"Peter hey kid, how are you doing?"

Mr. Stark's voice spoke clearly through the phone, but Peter could hear that note of hesittation.

"I'm good. How are you? You sound...worried."

There was a rustle, and Peter imagined Tony rubbing his face and pacing.

"Well you know, same old same old. Same avengers, some giant Asguardians..." There was a crash and Loki's angry voice yelling in the background.

"You were never on my side!"

"You're my brother!" Thor's voice thundered back.

Peter winced. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yeah! Stay far far far away from the tower. I'll see you tomorrow,..maybe."

The conversation ended with a beep. Peter slipped his phone away, and headed for the tower.

***

He went through the front door, and took the elevator up to the main living room level.

He could hear Thor trying to reason with Loki, and Loki ignoring him.

"It wasn't your fault. We know that now..."

"You never stood by me. I am a tool for you to use." Loki sneered.

The elevator dinged, and opened up to reveal a disaster zone. Furniture was overturned and broken, papers were strewn around, one of the windows was shattered, and there was a hole in the far wall!

Both Asguardians turned their heads to Peter as he came in, but where as Loki looked away Thor came forward.

"Peter you should not be here, you should leave." His hand, the size of Peter's ribcage, came down to nudge him back onto the elevator.

Peter ducked under, and shook his head. "No, I.. I came to help." He licked his lips nervously and took a quick glance over at Loki.

Thor sighed and thought for a moment. "Are you sure? I trust my brother not to harm you, but Tony would not like it."

Peter looked around the room.

"Mr. Stark also wouldn't like finding out the second living room is destroyed but it's kinda too late for that. I'm already here, I have to try."

"Well," Thor winced as Loki kicked a hole into the wall. "Alright. Good luck young Stark." He patted Peter's shoulder, and escaped down the stairs.

Peter was alone with Loki now, but that didn't bother him. He smiled and walked on over.

"Hi Mr. Loki!" He said, using the same tone, and same excitement he always used when speaking to the avengers. He took a seat by the mini giant and crossed his legs.

Loki gave Peter a half hearted glare that would have scared most teens off. "Child, why are you here?" Loki asked, dangerously slow.

Peter pulled out a notebook from his bag. "I was hoping you could help me do my homework."

Loki raised his eyebrow, and stood to leave. "Why don't you ask Stark to help you? I am sure he would provide tolerable assistance..."

Peter jumped to his feet, and grabbed Loki's finger tips. "But he can't help me with this! It's English and we both suck at it."

Loki took hold of Peter's hands and raised him in front of his face. "Is that so?" He searched the teens eyes for a lie, but they were clear and honest.

"Yes, please? I'm supposed to write a paper about 16th century launguage, and how it's changed from modern day. You were alive back then!" He pointed out.

Loki almost rolled his eyes. Of course he was.

"Well....if Tony really is as awful as you say, I have seen his texts, it would not be much of a streach."

Peter beamed. "So you'll help me?"

Loki did roll his eyes that time. Patting Peter's face teasingly he said. "Yes I'll help you. What would you like to know?"

He set Peter down and took a seat on the floor as Peter answered.

"Everything important at that time."

"Not many important things happened during that time," Loki hummed, "save for wars and... Well William was born during those years."

Peter looked interested. "William? Who's he?" Peter slid right up beside him waiting an answer.

"Technically I wasn't supposed to be on Asguard at that time. So don't tell Thor." He warned.

Peter nodded. "I promise."

Loki took Peter's word, and sighed. "William was a writer. He was fairly popular in his day though; I thought his works were decent for a mortal. He wrote a good number of comedies which I thought were hilarious."

Peter blinked. "You're not talking about William Shakespeare are you?" It had to be a coincidence.

"Oh. Did you read about him somewhere?" Loki asked.

Peter was going to get an 'A' for sure.

***

Three hours, several stories, and two rough drafts later, and Peter's paper was practically written.

Peter closed his laptop and streached his legs out. "Wow, that's a lot of information." He sighed flopping back.

Loki took the opportunity to to pick Peter up, sliding his hand underneath the teen, and scooping him up.

"Your teacher should be impressed." He poked Peter's side and watched him squirm.

"Whoa! Hey cut that out, and yeah! Thank you Mr. Loki!" He wriggled, finding himself suddenly trapped in a firm fist. "Mr. Loki, you can put me down now."

"Why would I want to do that?" He tossed Peter up a few feet, and slid him on the ground.

Peter stumbled a bit but kept his balance. "What do you want to do now? We have the rest of the day."

"Hmm especially since the avengers have fled the building on my account." Loki grumbled.

Peter leaned against Loki's knee. "Don't think about that. Let's go see a movie, or go to a park!"

Loki smiled slightly. "Alright. Gather your work, and I'll meet you downstairs."

"Yes!"

***

Thor sat with Stark on the lower floor watching tv, as far as Stark knew, Peter was at home.

Stark visibly stiffened, and sat up as thundering steps came down the stairs.

"Uh, how are you doing reindeer game?"

Loki ignored Tony, and passed Thor. "We're going to the movies. I'll bring him back by eleven."

Stark raised an eyebrow. "We? Bring who back?"

Peter's feet came racing down the stairs. "I'm coming!" He shouted, coming up to Loki's side.

Tony's jaw dropped. "What! No, I—!"

"Goodbye. We'll see you tonight." Loki spoke shortly, scooping peter up and placing him on his shoulders. "Don't stay up."

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"Excuse me Tony." Thor said politely, lifting the human up from under his arms and setting hin to the side as he passed by him.

Stark who had been unprepared for the lift, gave a startled squeaking noise before clearing his throat, and trying to pass it off as a cough.

"Thor! You scared me! Next time can you just ask?— Whoa!"

Tony was lifted once again, this time a giant hand wrapped around the front of his chest, while the other patted his back.

"Tony! Are you choking?" Thor questioned worriedly.

"Thor— Stop!— I'm fine!" Stark just barely managed to say between hard thumps. He took a breath, and slumped against the hand wincing.

"Oh! My apologies." He set the man down on the couch. "Well, uh...what was I doing..? Oh! Yes, have you seen Loki?" Thor asked looming over tony. "I was looking for him. Can you help me look for him?"

Not willing to deal with another giant Stark shook his head. "No. I can't."

"Well...That's fine. Have good day." Thor bid goodbye before squeezing into the cargo elevator, and moving to the next floor.

"Why do I let them stay here?" He grumbled to himself before he remembered. Fury would kill him if he made them live somewhere else, and Peter would cry.

He wasn't sure which was worst to be honest. Probably Peter crying...

***

Loki layed lazily on the couch. His head rolled to the side as someone came up the elevator.

"Hello Clint." He greeted.

Clint froze before he found the source of the voice. "Heeey Loki... whatcha doing?"

"Nothing." The god sighed. "And that is the problem."

Realization clicked with Clint. Loki was bored, and a bored Loki was never a good thing.

"Uh, how about I call Peter? I'm sure he could come distract you." He turned to run away. "I'll go get him..." Clint turned, and began to hurry away, only to find a force blocking him. Loki had snatched his hand out, and grabbed his leg.

"Where do you hurry off to?" Came Loki's dangerously low voice. "I'm sure Peter is busy with homework."

Clint found himself pulled back towards the couch. "Loki!" He warned. "Thor said—"

"Yes yes, I'm not going to hurt you." Loki Inturrupted sitting up. "Let me see your bow."

"What?" Climt shook his head, and grabbed his bow protectively. "No!"

Loki reached over, grabbed the back of Clint's shirt, and lifted him up to leave his legs and arms dangling down.

"Hey!" Clint shouted, kicking his legs and circling his arms. "Put me down!"

"In a moment, in a moment..." Loki shushed. He took the bow from Clint's hand with an easy tug. "What a weak weapon." He commented.

Clint stopped struggling, and crossed his arms. "Hey! Thor said you have bows in Asguard!"

"Yes, but not little twigs like this. We possess great long bows, half as long as a hunter stands." Loki observed the weapon before tossing it aside. "Even in midguard standards the bow is miniscule." He dropped Clint flat on his face to the floor, and stepped over him.

Clint huffed, and got to his feet. "Ass." He grumbled.

"Little Sparrow." Loki teased turning his head to smirk. "I would leave to go sing a song if I were you. Before I decide I want another look at something of yours."

Deciding he didn't want to stick around anymore Clint booked it.

***

Bruce was working in the lab, it was late. Usually he had good, or at least decent self care habits, but lately with his new project he found himself staying up later and later every night this week.

He yawned, and didn't notice as the cargo elevator opening, or Thor coming in.

A large hand settled on his back, almost covering it completely. Bruce jumped, and spun around.

"Oh, hey Thor. What do you need buddy?" He asked, covering his mouth with the back of his hand as another yawn threatened to escape.

Thor sat on the floor to be at a more equal level with the scientist. "It is late Bruce." He said softly. "When are you going to go to bed?"

"Oh, well I was going to finish this up, and then move on to writing the paper. And then I have to—"

Thor took Bruce's small hands in his. "No you don't." He smiled. "Come, let's get you to bed." Thor stood.

"I can't I need to finish— Whoa!" Bruce suddenly gasped as he was scooped up in Thor's arms. "Thor! Put me down."

"I will, once you are in bed. Even Stark is asleep." Thor assured the scientist, climbing the stairs four at a time. Bruce sighed, and gave in.

"Fine...but don't tell the others...please." he added.

Thor chuckled. "I won't."

He carried Bruce to his room, and wedged through the small doorframe. Setting the man down he pulled up a blanket. "No getting up." Thor insisted.

"But Thor I—" Bruce began.

"Nope. No buts. Don't leave the bed."

"But—"

Thor shook his head, and gently pressed the man back to lay down. "Nope."

Bruce sighed. "Thor.."

"Yes?"

Bruce layed still. "I need to get my pajamas on, brush my teeth, take off my shoes..." He trailed off looking up at Thor.

"Oh. Right." Thor blinked. "Well after all that do you promise to go straight to bed?"

Bruce smiled weakly. "Yes. I promise."

Thor beamed. "Alright. Then goodnight doctor." He patted the mans shoulder, and turned to leave the room.

"Goodnight Thor." Bruce mumbled after he had left.

***

Loki had quelled his boredom by going with Peter to the park. Truly the teen was good for the energetic god with his positive attitude, and his judgment free mind.

Peter bounded ahead, happily crunching the fall leaves, and kicking acorns. "Mr. Loki look! A dog!"

"I see it Peter." Loki chuckled. He bent down and wrapped his hand around Peter, lifting him to sit on his shoulders.

"Whoa! The view is awesome!" Peter grinned, used to being grabbed by both gods. His head swivelled around taking in the park and fall colors when suddenly he stopped, and tapped Loki's head.

"Yes child?"

"Mr. Loki. There's a cat stuck in that tree!" He said pointing ahead the path.

Partially hidden by the leaves, a calico cat sat on a high branch. It turned it's head towards Peter and meowed plaintively.

"We have to help it!"

Loki nodded. "Alright." He walked over to the tree. How much trouble could one cat be?

Very. As he reached out to grab the cat, it hissed furiously arching it's back and puffing its tail out, and swiped at his giant hand. It clawed Loki, giving a suprisingly deep gash for such a small fluffly creature, and jumped up even higher into the tree.

Loki bit back a swear, and shook his hand.

"Are you ok Mr. Loki?"

Loki winced, but nodded. "I am fine, perhaps we should get one of the others to... Peter!"

Peter had looked around, and after seeing no-one around, jumped onto the tree, and began climbing up.

"I got it Mr. Loki! Be right back!" He yelled down, going after the cat.

Loki craned his neck up to watch. As Peter approached the rilled cat, he looked at it in the eye, and blinked slowly.

After a few minutes of blinking, the cat haunched down, and blinked back. Peter then moved his hand out, and rubbed it's cheek.

"Hey, hey there fella. Aw your so pretty! Your so pretty, yes you are!" He babbled.

Loki worried the cat would lash out, but the cat seemed to enjoy the attention. It closed it's eyes, and began to purr softly.

Taking cue from the cat, Peter wrapped his hands under it's waist, and cradled it to his chest as he climbed down.

When he got down far enough, Loki put his hands on him and helped him down.

"I got him Mr. Loki!" Peter smiled. Crossing his legs he sat at the base of the tree. Loki sat down next to him.

"Indeed. How did you do it?"

Peter scratched under the cats chin. "I'm just really good with animals." He smirked.

"Hmm alright keep your secrets little cat charmer." Loki smirked back rubbing the top of Peter's head. "We should bring it back to the tower and—"

"And keep it?" Peter suggested.

"Noo...we should make found cat signs." He snickered. "Come on." He stood, and picked Peter up again.

Peter sat on Loki's shoulder, and leaned against his head. "Ok Mr. Loki."

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Mini Giant Loki, and Peter

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Loki grumbled to himself in front of the closed elevator. He blocked the entrance to the kitchen in protest for being excluded from shields "secret" meeting. He had only found out about it because Stark had rubbed his face into it.

He didn't care about the mortals stupid meetings, but it was the insufferable smug face of that Stark man that he was infurriated at. The elevator dinged, and Loki sat up slightly so as to not fall back.

He felt a tapping on his back. "Uh, excuse me Mr. Loki.... Uh may I please get through sir." It was Peter.

Loki reached his hand back, and snatched the spiderling up. "Hello Peter. What are you doing here?" He asked. Peter had yelped slightly at being picked up, but he was not tense in Lokis hands. Loki appreciated the fact that the child did not shrink back in fear from him. No, Peter was a little akward, and nervous around everyone, but he trusted nearly everyone without reservation.

"I was just going to get a snack." Peter answered his leg hanging in the air. "You didn't eat everything again did you?"

Loki patted Peter's head. "No. I would have thought you would have been at the Avengers meeting."

Peters face turned a bit pink. "Um, no. I'm to young to go."

The elevator closed again, and Loki leaned back setting Peter on his lap, and absentmindedly wrapping his arms around him. "Well that is a shame." He huffed.

"Um, not really. They're probably really boring." Peter said, trying to squirm out. "Um Loki..." He began weakly.

"Hmmm..." Loki hummed, tapping Peter's head. "We should do something without them."

Peter stopped trying to escape. He looked up. "Like what?"

"Anything you want." Loki smiled slyly at Peter. "Stark will be paying." He thought to himself.

"Really? Awesome!" He increased his efforts to get out.

Loki stood, and set Peter on the ground. "Well, go prepare yourself, and meet me downstairs in twenty minutes. Alright child?"

Peter nodded, and ran to get ready. "Thanks Mr. Loki!"

***

A little while later, and they were out the door. People turned their heads to look at the giant, but he paid them no mind, keeping his attention fixed solely on Peter.

Peter jabbered on. "We should go to this famous hot dog stand! They've got the best New York style ever!"

"Sounds like fun."

Peter nodded. "Then we should go stop by the park! They— WOAH!"

Peter was suddenly lifted from under his arms and placed on lokis shoulder. "Mr. Loki! I can walk—"

"Yes, but child you have short legs. This will be faster." Loki explained. And they did go faster. Peter had to grab onto Loki's head as they practically ran down the sidewalk, weaving in, and out of people. Loki grabbed onto Peters legs to keep him steady.

They arrived at the hotdog stand shortly. The crowd dispersed as they saw Loki approach. Loki took Peter off, and set him in front of the cart.

"Hi! I'll take two...." Peter looked up at Loki. "Er...two dozen of your best hotdogs!"

The man's eyed widened, he looked up at Loki who towered behind Peter protectively. Loki sent a cool look back down at the man.....

"Wow! I've never seen someone make hotdogs so fast! We should go there again sometime!" Peter said, chowing down on their small stack of hotdogs. By time he had gotten to number two, Loki had downed fourteen, and was reaching for his fifteenth.

Loki nodded slightly in agreement. "He was quick for a mortal."

Peter swallowed the last bite. "So... Park? Or walk around. I think there's a movie theater nearby." He suggested.

"The park will be fine."

Peter nodded. "Wow! You ate a lot! I'm glad I got two dozen..." He mumbled.

"Well how many did you eat?" Loki asked.

Peter held up two fingers.

"Two?" Loki huffed. "What nonsense. You need to eat at least one more." He nudged the pile of remaining hotdogs to Peter's. "Here. Eat." He ordered.

Peter took a hotdog. "Er... Ok."

***

"Look! Dogs! Maybe she'll let us pet them!" There was a dog walker in the park, with about six different dogs hooked to a belt around her waist. Peter came up to her. "Hi! Can we pet your dogs?"

"Sure!" The teen answered, beaming until she saw Loki. Her face fell, and Peter saw her visibly gulp.

Peter followed her gaze up to Loki. "Oh, he's cool! Can Loki pet them to?"

Loki sighed, and took a knee. Wearing a pleasant expression he spoke. "Hello there dear. You don't have to let me pet them if you don't wish. I simply want to admire them."

She blushed. "Um you can if you want..."

"Thank you miss." Loki lowered his hand to one of the dogs, compared side by side, the mut could have easily fit inside his hand. After a few minutes they walked away, Peter rambling.

"Aw! Did you see that corgi? It was so cute!"

That gave Loki an idea. "Peter, let's stop by the shelter."

***

"This. Is. Awesome!" Peter yelled happily, as a rush of dog clambered over him. They were in Stark's living biggest living room. A floor with floor to ceiling windows, Loki didn't even need to crouch much in here.

They had stopped at the nearest pound, and had bough every single dog, promising that Mr. Stark would find them all a good home. They had also purchased several dozen pounds of expensive kibble. Of course getting it all to Stark's tower was an absolute headache, but seeing Peter's face was worth it.

But it would be nothing compared to the face Stark would make.

"I am glad you are enjoying yourself Peter." Loki too was surrounded by dogs. An old Dalmatian layed on his lap as he stroked it. "I think I would like to keep this one."

"Aww, that one is cute, but look at this!" He held up a barely year old cocker spaniel. It wiggled in his arms, and wagged its tail.

Loki conjured an image of a ball and tossed it, sending a dozen dogs barking after it. "Fetch."

Peter set the dog down to let it chase the ball. "Thank you Mr. Loki! This day was awesome!"

Loki chuckled. "It is no problem child." Peter came over, and leaned against him. Loki moved his hand and set it against Peter's back. "Today was awesome." He grinned.

It was another hour before Stark and the rest of the avengers arrived. Admittedly, the living room was a mess.

"LOKI!!!"

Loki raised his finger to his lip. "Silence!" He hissed, and gestured to Peter.

Peter was asleep against Loki's chest.

Stark fumed, his face red. "What am I supposed to do all these dogs!?"

Loki shrugged. "Find them homes. Obviously. For such a smart man, you sure are thick headed." Stark gritted his teeth, and sighed.

"Friday, we got a lot of dogs to advertise..."

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Loki layed on the floor, to lazy to move, besides it was almost better than the couches which were to small for a proper rest.

That's when you happened to be walking by. You were staring at the device in your hand, working on equations for starks new invention. You never saw the hands that reached out to pull you down, until they were already around you.

You cried out, and dropped the electronic. "Loki! Let me go! I have work to do...." You made to stand up, but he yanked you, back to down to him.

"And I have sleep to catch up on, and if I know you, so do you." He lead you over, and made you lay down on his chest.

You huffed and struggled against him. "Loki come on, let go!"

"No." He said, holding firmly despite your best efforts to push away, and wiggle out. "Such temper, you really do need a nap."

"I do not need a nap! Let me go!" You snapped.

He laughed. "Make a deal with me, lay for thirty minutes, and I will let you go after."

"five." You bartered.

Loki smirked. "You must think me a fool. Twenty five."

"Ten."

"Twenty. And that is all I'm going down to (Y/N)." He grinned. Take it or leave it."

You grumbled and layed down. "Screw you Loki. Fine!" You would have to put up with this for twenty minutes. You stared at the clock willing it to move faster. At two minutes in, Loki's hand began to move over your back, and your face burned.

"Stop that! This wasn't part of the deal!" You pushed the hands away.

"I am helping you pass the time. Besides you are as stiff as a board, and it is uncomfortable."

You snorted. "Uncomfortable? Buddy I can make you a whole lot more uncomfortable if you don't move your hands right now!" You threatened, turning your head to glare at him. That was a mistake. He moved his hand to pull your cheek. "Stop, ow!"

Loki let go, his face almost apologetic. "Sorry..." He murmered.

You sighed, and rubbed your cheek. "Forget about it." You lowered you head back down, his hands were still wrapped around you, but they were still.

Seven minutes. You could hear his heartbeat, you could always hear it, but it just seemed more pronounced.

Thirteen minutes. Your eyes began to become heavy. You closed your them promising that they were only resting.

Fifteen minutes. His thumb moved slowly over your shoulders. You bit your toungue, and allowed it.

Twenty minutes.

Loki lifted his head up to see you fast asleep. Your hands curled in loose fists up by your face. "Hehehe... I win."

"Shut up." You mumbled, silencing him.

***

You had come up with Steve in the elevator for lunch, and found stark Natasha and Loki already at the table.

"Hey guys, what's up?"

Natasha nursed a coffee, and jerked her thumb to Stark.

Stark dragged his glare away from Loki to look at you. "Hey! Help us out over here. Beanstalk is hording all the food!" You tilted your head in confusion until you came around the table, and saw Loki with his arms wrapped around what you assumed was everything from the fridge, and cabinets.

"What in the world....?" You turn to stark. "Not to be rude, or anything... But don't you have like three other kitchens?"

Stark snorted, and glowered at Loki. Natasha answered for him. "He does, but He's eaten his way through ALL of them!"

You look to Loki. Your face displaying your annoyance, and amusement. "Loki. You are a, theres not even a word for it! You absolute child!" You burst out laughing.

Loki looks smugly pleased, like a cat who just knocked over a glass figurine. "At least I am not an angry midget."

"Angry midget?" Stark asked, his face growing slightly red. "I'll show you an angry....." he stalked over to the empty fridge to grumble.

Steve tried to diffuse the situation. "Why don't we order pizza—?"

"Its the principle of the thing!" Tony snapped. "And he—!" He pointed an accusing finger at Loki. "Would probably steal it..." He glowered at Loki, who looked bored.

"Perhaps..." He grinned slyly.

You took a seat on the stool closest to where Loki sat. "Well can we order pizza? I didn't have breakfast and—"

"You didn't have breakfast?" Loki questioned, Inturupting you.

"Ah, no." You answered, before turning to Stark. "So about that pizza.... What the—?" You felt a cold nudge on your shoulder. Loki pressed an entire summer sausage into your lap. You picked it up. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

Loki rolled his eyes. "Eat it obviously." Stark stared, mouth opened widly at you.

"What. The. Hell..."

"Loki, I can't just eat....An entire....its.... Thank you?" You chuckled.

The elevator dings, and Peter walks out. "Hey everybody! I'm starving what's..." His voice fades as he views the situation. "Uh, what's going on?" He asks nervously. "Did I do something?"

Loki turned his head to Peter. "No child. Come here." He orders. Peter walks ober hesitently, still afraid he did something. Loki handed him a carton of goldfish. "Eat that."

"...All of it?" Peter looks to each person completely baffled.

You can't help it, you burst out laughing. You loved working here!"

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"(Y/N)! We are about to watch a movie! Come join us!" The big asguardian, and avenger— Thor, called to you. He waved his hand to gesture you over.

You sighed. "I really shouldn't..." Whenever you hung out with Thor, it usually lasted a day or two. It wasn't that you didn't enjoy spending time with him, it was just that you had a report to do for shield.

"Ah go ahead (Y/N)." Stark shrugged. "Technically, I'm your boss so just get in on my desk by Wednesday."

You blinked. He just cleared up your weekend. "Um thanks boss." You giggled.

He gave you a thumbs up. "Go crazy— don't let Thor in my bar."

"I'll try...." Your eyes flitted over to the overgrown figure on the couch. Thor spread out across the entire thing, and it was still to small. You walked on over.

"So? Can you watch a movie with us?"

You turned your head to look around. "Us?"

"Heyo!" You screamed. Before your face, Peter parker dropped from the ceiling. "Oh I'm sorry! I don't mean to scare you so bad!"

You took a breath. "Hey kid!" You cracked a grin. "You scared the shhhhells. Shells out of me?" You ended almost questionly. Spidey chuckled.

"It's ok to swear in front of me." He insisted.

"Yeah, like Irondad won't kill me." You teased. Stark had already mentioned to keep it PG around Peter.

"What movie are we watching?" You asked switching subjects.

"This really old movie called "The Fantom Menace"." He said. You rolled your eyes, it wasnt that old. "It's the first star war movie, I was gonna see how many we could get through at once." He went on to explain.

Thor moved his legs so that you could sit next to him on the couch. "He says it's really good." He glanced at Spiderman. "But he has odd tastes in movies..." He mumbled.

You snickered. "Well he's a kid."

"And I have good hearing." Peter sassed. You snorted, he definitely got that from tony. By the end of the movie, you were leaned up against Thor.

Peter got up to change the disk to the next movie. "Hey, you're not gonna fall asleep on me are you (Y/N)?" He grinned.

"I'm fine." You replied hurriedly. "Just put the next movie in." Peter smirked knowingly and put in the DVD.

By the end of the movie Thor was streatched out, with you laying on him, head on his chest. You sighed. His heart thumped rhythmically, it was nice soothing— especially after the crazy day you've had.

Thor placed his hand over you, covering most of your back. "You awake (Y/N)?" He asked.

You nodded. "Yeah I'm awake. Just tired." Thor chuckled, his chest rumbled with the laugh. "Well don't fall asleep just yet."

"I won't." You promised.

***

You fell asleep.

It was another two movies before peter groaned and shut the tv off. He looked over at you and Thor and snorted. "Looks like they fell asleep!" He stated.

Thor nodded, and gently shifted you. "Hmm it seems they have." He agreed, a smile on his face. "I'll stay here. Goodnight Peter." He said pointedly. Peter got the hint and left.

"Alright big guy, night!"

Thor reached out and grabbed a blanket from the chair, and draped it over you. "Goodnight (Y/N)." He said softly. He wrapped his arms around you and closed his eyes.

***

The sun cracked through the closed blinds. A beam slowly crept across the room as the sun moved up in the sky, eventually hitting your face. You groaned, and squinted. You could feel a weight over you, it wasn't unbearably heavy, but it did hold you in place. There was a steady thump as well...

With a blush you realized where you were. You squirmed, and tried to wake thor up.

"Psst! Thor buddy! Wake up." You reached your hand out to pat his face, but his head just rolled to the side. You huffed.

"Well.... It's not that bad.." you thought, scooting down into the giant arms.

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