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You trudged down the hall of the tower to your room. While your latest mission hadn’t been especially difficult, the terminal you had hacked into had been surprisingly challenging and right now you wanted nothing more than to sleep for a week. However fate seemed to have other ideas, given the sight that awaited you when you entered your room.
“Loki what the fuck? Why are you naked? On my bed??” Your eyes flew to the ceiling as you attempted to will down the rising blush. Of all the things you expected to come home to, your best friend lounging on your bed without a scrap of clothing on was definitely not one of them.
The self proclaimed god didn’t even bother to look up from the book he was reading. “Your room was closer.” He lazily turned the page, still making no move to cover himself.
“That doesn’t...” Your gaze snapped back to him, as you momentarily forgot his state of undress in your annoyance. You quickly averted your eyes once more. “That doesn’t answer any of the questions I just asked you.”
“You seem rather intent on looking anywhere other than at me. What’s the matter? See something you like?” You could practically hear the smirk on the trickster’s face.
“Just answer the questions Loki,” you ground out. Your face was absolutely burning now and the only way to escape this situation with your dignity intact would be to get him out of here as soon as possible.
Out of the corner of your eye you saw him shrug. “I was in the showers and someone thought it would be amusing to steal my clothes.”
“Ok but that doesn’t explain why you’re here and still naked. You have magic. Couldn’t you have just conjured some clothes or teleported yourself back to your room?” He had to be messing with you.
“Whoever did it also reactivated the dampening field, rendering my magic useless. Which further confirms my suspicions that this was Stark’s doing.”
Well there went that theory. Unless of course he was lying, which given his history was extremely probable. You crossed your arms and glared at him, finally meeting his gaze. “And just why would Tony do something like that?”
Loki turned the page of his book. Correction, your book. A quick glance at the cover revealed it to be one of your favorites. Great you’d never be able to look at that book again without invoking the image of Loki naked and stretched out on your bed. You shook your head to kill that train of thought just in time to hear Loki finally answer your question.
“It’s probably his idea of revenge for when I woke him up the other morning by briefly teleporting him to your North Pole.”
“I’m sorry, you did what?! Loki that’s... that’s actually hilarious,” You snorted. It was getting easier to look at him. Just as long as you kept your eyes on his face and didn’t let your gaze wander. “You still haven’t explained why you’re here though.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “Weren’t you listening? Your room was closer.”
“Loki we both know Thor’s room is even closer than mine if you truly needed somewhere to hide.”
Loki snapped the book shut with a sigh and sat up fully. “Fine, fine you caught me. I came here because I figured you’d not only help me retrieve my stolen clothing but also help me enact my vengeance on Stark.”
You tapped a finger on your chin as you pretended to ponder his request. “Hmm. I don’t know. Sounds like a tall order. What’s in it for me?”
“Is the sight of me, naked and in your bed not reward enough?” He asked, gesturing to himself with a sly grin adorning his face. However the effect was more annoying than seductive. Ok, maybe it was a little seductive. Not that you would ever admit that to him.
You rolled your eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself.” The blush was coming back, you could feel it. Loki’s grin grew into a full, self satisfied smile. Damn. He definitely noticed.
However instead of pressing further, he seemed to drop it, laying back onto your pillows once more. He picked up the book and reopened it. “I had assumed the satisfaction of tormenting Stark would be reward enough.”
“That is pretty satisfying... all right I’m in.” You moved back towards the door. “You stay here and I’ll go get your clothes back from Tony.” You exited the room before poking your head back in. “And by the way, you better have found something to cover yourself with by the time i get back.” A soft chuckle escaped the god as you closed the door.
~~~~~
One short elevator ride later, you found herself in Tony’s lab. The man in question was working so intently on some new invention that he didn’t even notice your presence until you cleared your throat loudly. Tony jumped, fumbling with his wrench for a few moments before finally catching it again. Looking up, he relaxed slightly.
“What’s wrong Tony, expecting someone else?”
Tony sighed and set down the wrench. “I was expecting the wrath of Reindeer Games. Glad to see its just you though.”
You crossed your arms and leant against the doorframe. “Now what did you do?”
“Nothing, nothing!” He protested. However he quickly withered under your glare. “Ok I maaay have stolen his clothes while he was showering and activated the dampening field so he’d have to walk back to his room naked. But in my defense he started it!”
“Tony! That’s awful!”
“No, awful is teleporting someone to the arctic in only their underwear.”
You pushed yourself off of the doorframe and fully entered the lab. “Yes that is truly awful but you know retaliating is only gonna make things escalate.” You held out a hand. “Here just give me his clothes and I’ll try to smooth things over with him before he decides to shove you through a portal to Joutunheim or something.”
Tony paled. “He wouldn’t.”
You shrugged. “Maybe. But do you really want to risk it?”
He was out of his seat in a flash. Running over to a nearby cabinet, he pulled a messy pile of leather out and dumped it all into your awaiting arms.
You smiled sweetly. “I knew you’d see reason.” You turned on your heel and left the room. With your back now to him, Tony missed the gold that flashed in your eyes.
“Dummy what are you...? Dummy no!! There isn’t even a fire this time! Dummy stop it! See this is why you have a dunce cap!!”
~~~~~
“All right, one stupidly flashy set of Asgardian leather armor, as ordered,” You announced as you reentered your room, only to stop dead when you saw him. “Loki no... that’s... that’s my robe.”
While you were gone he had managed to dig up your old bathrobe, a plain grey robe which reached your knees when you wore it. But, given that the god was taller than you, it barely covered the necessities, leaving you with an excellent view of almost the entirety of his long, lean legs.
“You told me to cover up. Its not like any of your actual clothes would fit me.” He rose fluidly from the bed to grab a single piece of clothing from the pile: what you assumed to be his undergarments. Then, without breaking eye contact with you, he undid the tie of the robe and let it slowly fall off his shoulders to the floor. You gasped loudly, dropping the clothing on the floor and spinning around to once again face the door. Your face felt like it was on fire. It was one thing to see him naked from across the room. But this. This seemed more... intimate. You heard the rustle of fabric and leather behind you, followed by a soft chuckle.
Of course. He was merely teasing you. Your shoulders sagged. ‘Stupid girl,’ you reminded yourself. ‘The two you are just friends, he doesn’t feel that way about you.’
“Hey are you all right?” you were snapped out of your thoughts by a gentle hand on your shoulder. You turned back to face him, and were relieved to see that while he was still shirtless, he at least now had pants on.
You smiled brightly. “Of course I’m fine!” The look on Loki’s face told you he wasn’t convinced but he bent over to pick up his shirt without comment. “Anyway, do you want to hear what I did to Tony?”
Loki quirked an eyebrow as he pulled the shirt over his head. “Oh?”
“Let’s just say that Dummy may have been under the impression that the entire lab was on fire. Its gonna take Tony forever to clean up all that foam.”
Loki laughed, not one of his usual reserved chuckles but a full fledged laugh that lit up his face. You stubbornly ignored the way your heart fluttered knowing that he felt comfortable enough around you to let his guard down.
“Oh that is an excellent start. Now what to do next...”
Before you could respond, there was a loud knock on the door. “Lady (Y/N)?” Thor called through the closed door. “Have you seen my brother? We were supposed to spar this afternoon but he never showed up.”
You sighed. “Yeah he’s in here. We were reading and lost track of time.” Loki looked down at you and smirked before opening his mouth to reply. However the words died in his throat when you punched him hard on the arm and quickly slid your finger across your neck. “Not a word to Thor or I will override the door controls and lock you in a room with him,” you hissed. That wiped the smile off his face.
“I’ll be out in a minute,” he called out. He picked up the remaining bits of his armor and turned back to face you. “Shall we continue this later this evening?”
“Absolutely,” you replied. “Just do me a favor and be clothed from now on when you stop by.”
“Why of course. We wouldn’t want to offend your Midgardian sensibilities.” Loki leant down and quickly pressed his lips against your cheek. “I’ll see you tonight.”
And with that he turned around and strode out the door and down the hall, leaving you with a very confused Thor. Thankfully Thor didn’t press the matter. He simply shrugged and followed his brother down the hall.
You slowly reached your hand up to touch your cheek. Had he just? A large dopey smile slowly took over your face. Maybe there was hope after all.