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The storm woke you up with a panic. Out of all the things you could be afraid of it was thunderstorms.
You kicked the blankets off and put on your fuzzy slippers that Tony had given you as a "welcome home" present, he gave everyone a pair that came to live at the Avengers Tower. Knowing you wouldn't be able to get back to sleep right away you set out to make some tea, being as quiet as possible. You shook your head, thinking to yourself, "this is ridiculous. I'm here because of what I can do but what good is it being a living sedative if I can't even calm myself."
All you had to do was touch someone and you could start calming them, it was especially useful with Bruce and Bucky, which is why you were asked to stick around the team. Lately, however, you've been stuck around the tower because Loki was staying there and they wanted to make sure you would be able to defuse a "situation" before it got out of hand. It would be exhausting, as practice with Thor showed, but it could be done.
You reached the kitchen and noticed there was already a pot of hot water keeping warm on the coffee maker. Taking a quick look around you spotted Loki reading by the windows with a smirk on his face. You grabbed your favorite mug and let your favorite tea steep. It took a little longer than normal because when you would see the flash of lightning you would tense up and brace for the loud thunder, which made Loki laugh, "you would think after living with my brother for so long the thunder would not bother you."
You rolled your eyes, "I've dealt with storms my whole life, it doesn't make them any less loud or scary." Another flash made you tense up for the thunder.
"You know, when I was little my mother would always read this story to me when I was too afraid to sleep," Loki held up a closed book. You shuffled a little closer, "do you think I could read it?" You were always searching for something new to read. He dropped the book and gave a cocky smirk, "no, it's in a language I doubt you know."
He watched as you sighed, frowning and bracing for more thunder.
"I could read it to you though, I suppose. If you stop that pouting, you humans are so sensitive."
You didn't quite know how to take that last comment but you were tired and just wanted to sit down and drink your tea already. You shuffled over to the couch he was at and sat down, sipping your tea as loud and obnoxiously as possible just to annoy him. The look on his face made you smile but he still didn't move, "I'm sorry, would you please read now?"
You listened to the story, quietly drinking your tea, trying to focus more on his voice than on the thunder which seemed to get more distant the more Loki read.
It wasn't long before your eyes grew too heavy to keep open and you were sleeping.