Summary: It is only when Loki realizes how much he could have lost that it hits him, just how much he needs you.
Word Count: 1088 words
Prompt: best friends to lovers, unexpected kiss, assumed together
A/N: This is for the excellent @randomhumanoid512 as part of my ‘build-a-blurb’ follower celebration.
Other people bored him. At least that is what he always told himself. There was no need to get drawn into their pathetic little lives, to connect, because whenever he let someone in, he had always ended up hurt. No, better to stay above it all. That was until he met you.
Walking into a meeting room in the Avengers compound, reluctantly following his brother, he was greeted with the sight of you and Stark in a lively discussion. There was a fire in your eyes, something about your general spirit that sparked something inside him. That was unusual, and he wasn’t entirely sure it was a pleasant feeling. There was just something about you that he knew he needed, he assumed to further whatever plot he was going to come up with to get out of here. Loki automatically moved to stand behind you, as if taking your side in whatever this disagreement had been, and from that moment on, he had always been your biggest ally.
Some people wanted a simple life, nice and quiet, white picket fences, but the two of you seemed to roll from one chaotic situation to the next without breaking your stride. Much to Loki’s delight, he wasn’t always the one who initiated the madness. He would happily follow you into the great unknown, ready to battle whatever monsters the two of you may come across, prepared to do whatever he needed to in order to keep this little bubble you existed in, your own little piece of paradise. You were his best friend, his closest companion, and he felt more like himself when he was in your company. He liked himself when he was with you.
Of course, this close friendship of yours raised eyebrows. Thor had long since stopped asking his brother if he was gaining a sister-in-law and just assumed the two of you were together. You made Loki happy, and that was enough for Thor’s approval. Tony was sceptical, convinced that Loki would break your heart, but as time passed, he began to think you may just have what he and Pepper shared. Whenever teams were split, or people paired up, there was no hesitation in who you should go with. It was an unspoken agreement; the chaotic couple were a package deal.
Another day, another mission, another Hydra base. There were times this life was tediously predictable and as he made his way down a corridor, he felt something he hadn’t for a very long time. The pulsating power that seemed to call to him like a siren to a sailor. He knew it was dangerous, that he should stick by your side, but his feet seemed to move of their own accord. This part of the compound was eerily quiet, and possibly a trap, but the familiar thrumming in the back of his brain pushed him on until he stood in front of a large, reinforced door.
There was a swooshing sound as it slid open, as if expecting him. The darkness of the room was pushed back by a blue glow that drew him closer. It wasn’t possible. The Tesseract couldn’t be here, couldn’t be so easily acquired… could it? His eyes were wide as he circled the podium, scanning the block as if he could ascertain this was a fake somehow. His fingers itched to touch it, to feel it’s coolness against his skin. His breath hitched as he made contact. The things he could do with this power. Mountains would crumble, seas boil, civilisations bow to him. He would be unstoppable, simply taking control of anyone in his way. His lips curled up into a humourless smile, the blue light highlighting his face in a way that made him look cruel and soulless.
“Loki?” Your voice was small, echoing from his comms and breaking him from his thoughts. Pulling back from the Tesseract, he looked at it now with horror. Had he really been so easy to corrupt? Was he really willing to risk everything he had, this life with you, to repeat previous mistakes? Would he really choose a life without you in it?
“Loki?” Your voice sounded concerned, but he couldn’t respond. The guilt, the shame, they stole his ability to speak. His heart pounded in his chest, the sudden realisation that he was about to ruin everything hit him so hard it was like a punch to his stomach. He hadn’t registered that he was now slumped on the floor, leaning against the wall, or the footsteps echoing down the corridor towards him.
Your hand slipped into his as you crouched beside him. “I’ve got you. Whatever it is, I’ve got you and I’m not letting go, okay?”
He blinked as he looked up at you, his eyes finally focusing on yours. In that instant he knew, he knew that it wasn’t just something about you he needed, it was just you. He was in love with you. He had been in love with you this entire time and had been too blind to see it. It was as if he had been walking a tightrope this entire time, so focused on you that he didn’t even consider that he might drop, or how far he could fall.
You hand caressed his cheek as your eyes scanned his face with a look of concern. He couldn’t say what possessed him, why he did what he did, but suddenly he surged forward. His hands cupped your face as his lips met yours and it was as if the whole world stopped. He wasn’t falling any more. You had caught him, and he was safe, and his future looked bright. Loki kissed you softly, as if scared he had already lost you. As he pulled back and opened his eyes, he saw you still had yours closed, your lips pouted slightly with a surprised and somewhat blissed out expression on your face. It made him smile fondly, kicking himself for taking so long to realise what everyone else had seen from the moment the two of you had met.
“I’m sorry.” he said softly, although he wasn’t sure if he was apologising for kissing you, or not kissing you sooner.
“You picked a really weird time to finally do that, but I’m glad you did.” you hummed, leaning in to kiss him. This time it was slightly more heated, and Loki knew he was hopelessly addicted to you. The lure of the Tesseract had faded, his mind completely consumed by you.
My favourite thing about this is, he didn’t even have to call him ‘Captain’ he could have used the screen-name but he was SO MARRIED TO THE IMMERSION that he DID.
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Harley: I'm sorry, have you tried pizza...?
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Natasha: You don't need my blessing to go kiss Y/N. In fact, I was pretty sure you were already kissing Y/N!
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