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Loki wouldn’t admit it, but he was a jealous person. Granted, he felt like he couldn’t help it. Loki had lived in the shadow of his brother all his life, so whenever he got something, Loki protected it. That included her.
“Careful, Steve, I might be too heavy,” She said.
“Nonsense,” Steve said. “You’re as light as a feather.”
Loki scowled, mockingly quoting Steve as he lifted you upon his shoulder. The worst part? The worst part about this whole thing was that she was smiling. Her smiles, her perfect, glorious smiles that should be for him only, were being aimed at Captain Goody Two-Shoes. Loki gripped his glass, ignoring the slight pain as he cracked it. So what if Steve was strong enough that he could lift her? What was so great about being able to raise someone?
“Okay, my turn!” Thor said.
The glass in Loki’s hand was on the verge of breaking as Steve handed you off to his brother. Great, now he got to touch his girlfriend too? How was this fair? Once more, her face was lit up by her gorgeous smile. Why? Why did Thor get a smile too? This was maddening! Thor then pushed you upwards and caught you, holding her bridal style.
“Are you sure I’m not too heavy?” She asked.
“As the Captain said, you’re light as a feather,” Thor grinned. “I could hold ten of you and not break a sweat. Besides, you fit well in my hands.”
“Oh Thor, you’re such a sweetheart,” She said.
Sweet? SWEET!?!
The glass in Loki’s hand shattered, causing everyone to stare at him.
“Loki?” She asked. “Thor put me down.”
Thor obeyed, and you ran over to Loki. While he was a god, he could still bleed, and the glass had cut his hand slightly.
“What happened?” She asked.
“Nothing,” Loki hid his hand. “Nothing that concerns you anyways.”
“Nothing that---excuse me?”
She looked hurt, good. Loki wanted her to hurt, just for a bit. She had been ignoring him the entire party, and now she suddenly cared?
“Yes, it seems as if we’re no longer dating, and you’re apparently with either Steve or my brother,” Loki said. “Now, if you’ll excuse me.”
“Loki!” She called after him as he walked away.
To his surprise, she ran after him as he left. Loki was being petty, he knew this, but his heart was aching. Why? Why did she have to be friendly with the others? It wasn’t just Steve and Thor; she was nice to all the Avengers. Why couldn’t she just be nice to him? That was all he wanted. He was being childish and extremely selfish, but he didn’t care.
“Loki, do not walk away from me!”
Loki stopped and turned to look at his girlfriend. Oh, she was angry. She marched over to him, her smiles gone and replaced with a murderous gaze.
“What the hell that was?” She asked.
“I should ask you the same question,” Loki returned. “Oh Thor, you’re such a sweetheart? Could you be any more obvious with your admiration for him?”
“Oh, excuse me for having friends,” She crossed her arms. “Yes, how dare I be sweet to my friends.”
“Oh please, you were practically swooning! Go on then, become another one of Thor’s conquests, see if I care!”
She smacked him across the face for that.
“Now listen here, you insufferable, entitled, rude, little brat! Against my better judgment, I love you. I chose to be with you. I choose to continue to be with you. But if I am with you, you do not get to talk like me that. You don’t ever get to say such horrible words to me. Got it?”
Loki was shocked as he held his face. This was new. Not just from her but in general. No woman had ever talked to him like this before. Most women just obeyed him, hoping they would become a princess if they did what he said. They took insults, names, and other nasty comments easily but not her, not his little mortal. There was anger in her eyes as she stared at him, her finger raised and in his face. Oddly, it made him love her even more.
“Darling, I---” Loki was cut off.
“Thor is my friend. Nothing more, nothing less. It hurts that you think I’d just leave you for him or Steve. Is that what you really think of me?”
All of the jealously Loki had been holding onto vanished at those words.
“No, darling, no,” Loki grabbed her hand. “I don’t think that not really. I just know that you’ll abandon sooner or later.”
“Abandon you?”
“Beloved,” Loki sighed. “Let’s face it, I’m not good enough for you. I’m a charlatan, a monster, a nothing. Thor is someone. Even Steve is someone. I know that one day you’re going to get wise and leave me because that is what I would do. Who would want to be with me?”
“Loki,” Her anger faded. “Sweetheart, do you think you don’t deserve to be with me?”
“No, I don’t,” Loki said. “I’m still confused as to why you’re here, darling. You warm my bed, you stroke my face, you lavish love on me, you smile at me every single day, and I do not deserve any of it.”
“That’s not true,” She said, reaching up and stroking his face.
Loki closed his eyes, leaning into her palm. All of his anger and resentment towards the two Avengers was gone. Instead, his heart ached. He wanted her to understand how much he loved her, but Loki also felt she deserved better.
“I’m sorry,” He said. “I wasn’t angry at you; I was jealous. Jealous because Steve or Thor can give you more than I can.”
“That’s also not true,” She said, caressing his face. “Loki, I don’t love Steve, and I don’t love Thor. I love you. You’re the person that makes me happy, even though you can be a jealous asshole sometimes. I’m here with you because I love you, and you can’t change that.”
“I’m sorry,” He said again. “I just---when I see you smile at others, I can’t help but get jealous. I want you to smile at me and no one else. I hate having to share you.”
“Okay, that’s kinda sweet,” She said, a smile gracing her lips. “But you’re going to have to learn how to share me, babe. What happens when we have kids?”
“I don’t know I---wait, kids?” Loki asked. “You---you want to have children with me?”
“I mean, you’d have to ask me to marry you, but yes,” She said. “One of these days, we--”
Loki didn’t let her finish. He kissed her, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of her soft lips. Thankfully, she kissed him back. He grabbed her and twirled her around, savoring the closeness of her body. Oh, his perfect, sweet mortal. He really didn’t deserve her, but he was content with the fact that she loved him.
“Feeling better?” She asked. “How is your hand?”
“I already healed it,” He said, pressing his forehead against hers. “Forgive me for being a lout?”
“Yes, but you also have to apologize to Thor and Steve,” She said. “And you have to stop hiding your feelings so much. I’m here for you Loki, I always will be.”
She gave him another award-winning smile, and Loki felt all negative feelings leave his body. What a lucky god he was.