Fandom: MCU AU
Pairing: Loki x fem!reader
Content: Awkwardness and a new plan.
A/N: Thanks for the reblogs and comment <3 It means a lot to me and is what keep the story going. If you want a tag – send an ASK or reblog. GiF is totally for the hairstyle.
5.
”Loki, what are y- hello!” The broad man before you interrupts himself when he sees you and you find your hand swallowed by huge fists and shaken vigorously.
The man is dressed in a wine-red tux jacket, his reddish-blond hair shaven short on the sides and back but longer on top giving off the impression (together with his build) that he’s someone that spends a lot of time in the gym and possibly has a military background...not someone you’d have expected to find at the opera. You’re ashamed to accept that you would be that presumptuous to think you know what these people are like.
“Well if my brother won’t do the honour, allow me to introduce myself,” he tall blond chatters happily. “My name’s Thor Odinson. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Different last names when they’re brothers? You give him your name, glancing over at Loki to find him with clenched jaw. The two men look nothing alike.
“Mother didn’t mention you’d be here last I spoke with her,” Loki grits out as you finally free your hand.
“Last minute decision,” Thor explains with a smile, “and man am I happy for that or I wouldn’t have run into you and your lovely date. How long have you been together?”
You expect Loki to correct his brother and explain that it’s simply a friendship or something, so you’re surprised when he simply voices that you’ve been seeing each other for a few months. “It’s quite new so I would appreciate if you were quiet about it. For [Y/N]’s sake at least.”
There’s an intensity behind Thor’s gaze as it flickers between the two of you. “Say no more.” He pats Loki’s shoulder with a force that would have toppled you, but it merely sways your so-called date a few inches. “Well, I get the hint, little brother,” Thor grins, “have fun and I’ll see you soon, yeah?” He doesn’t wait for an answer but grabs your hand to kiss a knuckle before he turns and leaves.
You can feel the cold resentment ooze off of Loki but you don’t understand why. Did I do anything wrong? You don’t think so.
He turns to you. “I’m sorry.”
“About what exactly,” it slips out and he’s brow arches at you. “Loki,” you begin but don’t make it further before he steers you down the steps.
It isn’t until the two of you are in the car again that he turns to look at you. “I owe you an apology, [Y/N]. Perhaps you’d accompany me home so we could discuss everything?”
I should say no. I should get out of this. But instead, you nod.
...
It turns out that Loki lives outside of the city in a modern estate – there’s no other word for it. Once up the crunchy driveway, you’re led from the car up a couple of step and through a tall door that opens into the hall that’s decorated tastefully contemporary with only a few pieces that look like heirlooms (like the golden helmet in a display case). From there, you follow your benefactor (your sugardaddy) through another door into the living room with a plush carpet that makes you want to take off the shoes and bury the toes in it.
Loki points to a set of chairs by a cold fireplace. “Do you want anything? Tea? Coffee?”
An explanation. “Tea, please.”
Loki leaves through another door and you sit down in the plush chair (finding that it almost envelops you), kick off your shoes and pull you feet up underneath you.
He’s back soon, promising that there will be tea momentarily, then he sits on the edge of the other chair. “I believe I’ve made a mistake in introducing you to my brother the way I did.”
You agree with a nod although something in your heart isn’t objecting as strongly as it should. “But it does make it simpler, doesn’t it?”
“How so?”
“If we pretend to be a couple no one would think twice about us being together or you treating me like you do.”
He looks at you with a small smile. “So far you are correct...but my concern lies with my family.” Your heart sinks. Of course I wouldn’t be good enough for them. “I’m sure my brother will not keep this encounter a secret. He will tell mother and she in turn would wish to meet you.”
You look down on your hands in your lap. “And I’m not good en-”
You don’t get further before Loki is on his knees before your chair, lifting your face to his with a finger hooked under your chin. “Don’t finish that sentence, please. I know what you are thinking.”
“Really?” You feel tears prickle your eyes but manage to blink them back.
He plants a kiss on your forehead. “You’re better than all of them.”
He means it?
Face burning hot and breath stolen from your lungs, you can say nothing as he retreats to his own chair just as the door he had gone and come through opens again and a maid enters with a tray laden with cups, a teapot, milk, sugar, and chocolates. She puts it all down on the low table between the two of you, pours two cups and places them each before she leaves again.
You dare not look over at Loki, afraid that your feelings will betray you. What feelings? Confusion? It’s more than that even though utter bewilderment is prominent at the moment. Your skin is burning pleasantly where he has kissed you.
“Perhaps this endeavour was foolish of us,” Loki sighs.
No! “You don’t strike me as the type to give up,” you try, desperate to maintain a relationship with him.
He glances at you. “I’m not.” He ponders your words for a moment. “Are you suggesting we tell my family the truth?”
“I’d rather not...but I don’t mind pretending that we are really dating.” Hopefully he won’t hear the quaver of your voice as you say that. “It will make things easier and it’s not a long stretch.”
At that, his face snaps up to study you properly. Finding no lies in your eyes, he resorts to picking up his tea and taking a sip. Out of sheer nervousness, you do the same although you hardly can stomach anything right now.
“Then it is decided,” Loki proclaims, “we shall stick to the white lie.”
AN; I am sorry for the long delay (again) but Work was hell and still is..
I also apologize if this chapter seems out of place; i simply haven´t written in a long while for this story, so please forgive me for that and any mistakes I made as well... I might edit it later.
Warnings: none (?)
Wordcount: around 2000
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Part 15
It was christmas eve that you finally were allowed to leave the hospital under the condition to be closely monitored by your friends.
“Now that you are free again, what do you want to do.”, Sam teased.
“Burger. I need some meat!”, you groaned, even with Loki´s ´Luxurious´-hospital charge, the food had been mediocre.
“If that is what you want.”, Loki hummed, trying to hold Hati back from attacking you with kisses, “The ones of the local diner are alright, I heard.”
“Yes, they really are.”
“Good, then we will go and have lunch there.”, the CEO decided.
“And then I want to go and see Ma.”, you stated with a nod.
“Of course. But I can send Thor to retrieve her and joins us for lunch.”
“Na. I will go and see her. There are things I have to discuss -things that should not be spoken of publicly.”
“Again, if that is what you wish.”, Loki breathed into your ear, “But I will join you. No arguments.”
A shiver went down your spine and you nodded, “okay.”
“Boss!”, Sam called out from ahead, “I just called the diner and reserved a table fro everyone. We have three hours before they close for Christmas.”
“Thak you Wilson. You lot heard him, hurry up your lazy asses.”, the last part was more of a laughter and everyone piled into the cars.
The diner was already filled with families and small groups of friends, when the five of you and two dogs entered.
“You must be Mr Wilson. Please follow me. There is a small table I was able to reserve for you. As you can imagine we have a lot to do today. So please except my apology for any trouble.”
“It´s alright.”, you smiled, “We came on a rather short notice. Please don´t stress yourself.”
“Thank you Miss. Please, take a seat and have a look on our menue. I will be back in a bit to take your order.”
“Thank you, Anne.”, Bucky winked, sending her away with a shy smile.
“I will take the Double Cheese with Onions, jalapenos, extra bacon, fries and Soda.”, you declared after a quick glance at the menu.
“For me it will be the ´Meatlover´s` with Fries and Soda.”, Thor exclaimed with his stomach agreeing.
“Same for me, only with potato wedges instead of fries.”, Bucky hummed.
“I am gonna eat the wings with fries.”, that was Sam.
“I think I will take the Mac´n´Cheese.”, the dark haired CEO hummed, “And some baked-apple-pie ad dessert.”
It took Anne fifteen minutes to return to your table and another five to take the order, because Hati and Skali kept begging for attention by the waitress.
“I will be back as soon as possible with your orders. Just give me a few minutes to get you your drinks.”
“Thank you Anne.”, you grinned.
-..--..--..--..--..--..--..--..-
The food was delicious and after around one hour your little group was finished.
“Here is the check, Sir.”, Anne said, “Do you want to play cash or using card?”
“Cash, if that is alright with you.”
“It is fine by me.”
“Good. This is for the food.”, Loki said, handing over some money, “And this is for your excellent service, and this for the people in the kitchen.”, another two 100 Bills landed in the girls hand, who in return was lost for words.
“Uh-uhuh. Th-Th- Thank you, Sir. But this is far too much. I – I can´t take this.”, she spluttered and you piped in.
“Yes, you can. And believe me: If you don´t take this money now, he will find a way for you to get this somehow. He doesn´t take ´no´ for an answer.”
“Uhm. This… Thank you so much, Sir. God bless you!”, she almost squealed.
“It´s fine. Have a Merry Christmas!”
She thanked him once more when she closed the door of the diner behind them.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”, Bucky asked one last time before turning into the parking lot of Teller-Morrows.
“Yes.”, you spoke with determination in your voice.
“Well then. We will stay at the cars, you know what to do if you need our help.”
“Rosebutt”., you nodded.
“Rosebutt.”, the security nodded back in union.
“Looks like we were already found out.”, Thor stated, nodding to the entrance of the clubhouse where multiple bikers had already gathered, including your brother and his brothers Tig and Kozik.
Stepping out of the cars, you noticed the way the biker´s tensed statures changed once they realized it was you, to a more relaxed. And most of them even left to go inside.
Anger rose in your heart with every step to took towards your brother, and being usually calm and not known for using physical force, a round of surprise noised were heard all around. You had punched your brother in the face, hurting yourself in the process, but also (hopefully) hurting him while bringing your point across.
“Fuck you Happy Lowman!”, you growled, shaking out your hand, “Fuck you and your stupid way of thinking! Damn that hurt. I hope I broke your nose.”
You did not. You were not even sure that this punch had hurt him at all, but at least he was looking down ashamed.
“You heard that? Or did your Boss tell you?”, he grumbled.
“I heard you. For real? I can understand why you did what you did. At least when I was younger. But I am sure, you could have explained everything once I was, what, maybe 18 or just before I left to study? Did you think me this stupid?”
“You ain´t stupid and don´t ever believe someone who claims you are!”, he growled with so much love in your voice you nearly laughed.
“I know I am not! But seriously? Do you know what I had to go through because I believed I was alone and did not want to pull Ma into my trouble? When I thought I had nowhere to go? When I had to live on the streets! When I was fucking harassed my a swine of a man. When I was sure I would end up in jail? And don´t even think about going into full big-brother mode or something! You lost that right up until the point of a few days ago! But you may have it now, if you stop being an asshole from now on and more of a brother. I do not forgive you right now, but maybe I will in the future. For now I am happy to maybe start anew?”
“ I would like that.”, he nodded, “And I really am sorry. For everything.”
“Good. You do deserve a broken nose though!”, you grumbled, “Where is Ma?”
“In the clubhouse. Hasn´t spoken to me really since I send you away. Deserved that.”
“Yes you did. And before this goes further: how the heck do you know about the account? No one knows about that!”
“I have my informants. Though they never told me about what you had just told me.”, he rumbled, “If anything like that happens again, call me. And I mean it- I will ride my harley to that damn city if I must.”
“Mhm… And you-”, you pointed at your mother who had just joined the two of you,”- don´t you ever be angry or disappointed because I don´t tell you thinks. And do never argue with me if I want to buy you things or help with stuff. If I didn´t know that bafoon of a brother as well as I do, I would be more than disappointed with you not telling me all of this shit. But alas, as we all are as stubborn as they come, there is no need to argue. It was what it was and what done is is done. No need to fret over thinks that can´t be changed anymore.”
Your mother smiled, “God help me with such stubborn children.”
“And us with such a stubborn mother.”, the two of you hummed in union.
“I am sorry to interrupt this moment.”, Loki´s voice suddenly piped up, “May I suggest having some pie or other baked goods together? To celebrate this?”
“And I have just the right cake for this in the fridge. If you have a place. We have a deal, Mr Laufeyson.”, your mother exclaimed and you knew there would be no other choice now, not that you would have wanted.
“As a matter of fact, I have. I am sure your brother is aware of the address. “
“Yeah.”, the brother in question grumbled.
“Good. You go ahead. I will get myself and the cake ready and Happy will drive us there. Say 4pm?”
“My pleasure.”, Loki nodded and offered you his arm, that you happily took.
“We will take care of everything else.”, the CEO smiled his charismatic smile.
“See you later Ma, Happy.”, with these words you allowed Loki to escort you back to the cars.
-..--..--..--..--..--..--..--..--..--..-
The five of you had returned to New York two days later and were now in the middle of planning how the lot of you would celebrate New Years Eve.
As you learned, there was usually a big Party at the Bifrost, because of that every one of the friends group was able to celebrate together while still being at work.
“Are there any rules on what to wear?”, you asked Loki one evening while cooking dinner, as he was sitting at the table looking at some designs for a new collection.
“Whatever you like. You could go naked for all I care, but then I would suggest having a private gathering with only the two of us.”, amusement and a bit of flirting was in his voice.
“Maybe after the official part. For now I just need to know if there will be others apart from us at the VIP or if there will be -others.”, you asked again, turning towards the CEO over your shoulder.
“If you are hinting at someone like Quill, then don´t worry your beautiful head of. Our Area of the VIP lounge will be private and separated from the rest. There will be no unwanted attention.”
“That´s exactly what I was hinting at.”, you poked out your tongue, “But seriously, I am representing you and whatever I do will reflect on you and your business. I don´t want to do something wrong or disappoint.”
Having stated this, you turned your attention back to the food, so you did not realized the man hat gotten up from his seat and stepped beside you.
His hands reassuringly caressing your shoulders and arms, he spoke with the warm tone you loved so much.
“No matter what you do, you can not do anything that would reflect badly on me. That is not who you are and even so, I don´t care what others think of you.”
“Maybe.”, you hummed.
“What else is troubling your mind. It is not only the question on what to wear.”, he stated, his arms snaking around your middle.
A deep sight left your chest and you allowed yourself to lean into his embrace.
“I haven´t repaid you for the other night.”, you mumbled, the slight feeling of guilt had been plaguing your mind for the last couple of days. Just as Loki himself you liked to take care of those that are important to you, and so having been brought to a release without your partner finding one had you feeling that way.
“That night was about you and what you need. Not what I need. And trust me, I have just as much enjoyed that night as you did. Just because I did not came to a release, does not mean I got nothing out of it. I got you and that is far more important than any release you could have given me. You gave me your trust.”, he hummed, his nose buried into your hair.
ATTENTION: as you are aware, I am including Dom/sub dynamic in this fic. I hereby inform you, that I have no direct experience in this (except fiction and research) so if anyone of you DO have experience, please feel free to pm me. I do not want to write this badly or bring a wrong light into this kink/ dynamic (i hope you know what I try to say)
Warnings: accident, talk about BDSM-rules between Dom and Sub
Wordcount: around 2900 ( this is a long one)
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Part 13
When you awoke the next morning, you were alone in a comfortable bed. No Loki was insight and a feeling of sadness entered your heart.
But not for long, just a minute after you had awoken, the door to the bedroom opened and the man in question entered.
“Good morning, (y/n), did you sleep well?”, he asked with a smile, handing you one of the cups he was carrying. You accepted and a smile graced your lips when the scent of hot cocoa filled your nostrils.
“mhmmmm.”, you hummed and almost snorted into your hot chocolate when your stomach rumbled from smelling the offered energy.
“It is a good thing then, that I asked Barnes and Wilson to get something for breakfast, right? Why don´t you get dressed in something comfortable and I will get the table ready.”, the CEO smiled and you accepted.
Opting for a quick shower and choosing some loose trousers and an over-sized shirt to wear, you finally entered the kitchen.
The table was filled with all different kinds of breakfast-food; from fruits and vegetables to bread and every version of egg (like scrambled) you knew.
“Take a seat. After breakfast, we have to talk about the future. Yesterday evening was an exception to the usual dynamic and rules.”
“I understand. And, thank you for last night.”, a slight blush crept up your face.
“My pleasure.”, he smiled, “Though there is no need to thank me for something I have enjoyed as well.”
Loki took his seat opposite to you and together you relished in the energizing and tasteful breakfast.
“Now,”, Loki stated, ”We have to talk. As I said, I will not force you to tell me what happened yesterday for you to act as you did. But should you ever want to tell me, I will listen and not judge you. Well, for your understanding, there are rules you and I have to follow for this to work. Almost one of the most important things is safe-words; you will choose a word, any word- though maybe not the one for the security-, and you use it when you want to stop with whatever we are doing or if you are not feeling well. I will never hold it against you, should you use it. But we will have to talk about what caused you to use the word.”
“Understood. I will think about one, can you help me with finding one that is not too – how do I say it- not fitting, like can be misleading while-”
“I understand what you mean, if you feel safer, we can use the traffic-light-rule. You will use green, yellow, and red. Green: everything is fine, please continue. Yellow: I am not sure, please slow down. Red: stop, I don´t like this.”
“That sounds good.”
“Alright. Then I am sure I already told you about hard and soft borders. You HAVE to tell me your no-goes; before I don´t know them there will be nothing happen between the two of us in the future. Then I need you to tell me your maybes; things you are not sure about or you want to try. You are the only person that can change the things in each category.”
“I won´t do anything regarding excrement, blood, or with other people. And as long as you use a condom I am trusting you, your judgment and experience.”, you stated with a nod.
“Understood. And I feel honored by your trust.”, the CEO hummed.
“What do you have planned for today?”, he asked and you shrugged.
“I don´t know. I wanted to bake with Ma in preparation for Christmas, but … Well...”, you answered with sadness in your voice.
“You can return to NY if you want. I have some business to attend to around here and would follow on Christmas eve.”, your boss offered, but you declined.
“No. I will stay here and return with you. “
“So, why don´t you go and visit the shelter and see if you can find a pet. Barnes told me you owned one back at your Mother´s.”, he smiled, “I thought about getting one for a bit now. But with how often I am traveling and at the office, I don´t believe I had the time.”
“Really? I can choose whatever I want?”, you asked to be sure.
“Whatever you like. Maybe not a tiger or so, but I don´t think they have these in the local shelter.”, he joked and you smiled.
“Yeah, I don´t think so either.”
“Take my brother with you. He is a huge softy about pets. Maybe you can convince him to get one for himself. His flat needs a bit more life as well.”
“Will do Loki. Thank you.”
Loki was glad he had been able to get the sadness out of your eyes for now, but he still needed to ask Barnes what he knew and believed happened with you. That why he sends his brother with you. That, and he really believed what he had told you.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
One hour later the two of you stepped into the reception area of the Charming Shelter.
“Hello, how can I help you?”, a young woman greeted.
“Hello. I am looking for a pet. Preferably a Dog. Something big if you have. Those fancy handbag- breeds are nothing for me.”, you answered with a smile.
“Do you have any experience with large breeds?”, she asked you to make sure you would not be overwhelmed by one.
“Yes, I had two Pitbulls in the past. I trained them myself. One was a rescue.”
“Well, then you know what you get into with the big ones. Please follow me. You can call me Linda by the way.”
“(y/n), nice to meet you, Linda.”
The halls were echoing from the barking of dozens of dogs of all kinds of breeds and you took the time to look into every cage and at every dog.
“These are Skalli and Hati. They were taken from an owner that was found out to be the leader of a dog-fighting-ring. Luckily these two were saved before he had been able to start. One of our volunteers named them after two mythical hounds.”, Linda introduced two dogs.
One was an all-black Rottweiler, with white socks; the other a pure white Pit with black socks. They were the complete opposite regarding the coloration.
They seemed to be shy, but curious at the same time.
“We want them to give them away to either the same household/family or befriended ones, for they only know each other to be with and don´t want to separate them.”
“Who is who?”, you asked, offering your hand for the two of them to sniff.
“Skalli is the dark one and Hati the white one.”, she explained.
“How are the two of them with men?”
“We know of no incidences, they have never died nor attacked anyone as we know.”
“What do you think Thor?”
“They are cute, but I think my brother will be a bit overwhelmed with two dogs at once. Better start small.”
“You are right. But what about you? I heard you were thinking about a pet as well.”, you smirked.
“Huh?”, he frowned.
“You could take one of these two and I will take the other. Like this, they will be living in the same building and can see each other a lot.”
“And when I go to work?”
“Take it with you. A Rottweiler or Pit is the right dog to accompany a head of security, don´t you think? You could train it for detection or protection.”, you shrugged with a knowing smile.
“Mhm.”
“At least try to pet one. They are really cute.”, you pleaded, with him you yourself scratching the two of them through the door.
And your plan worked, the second the giant began petting Skalli (who turned on his back asking for his belly to be scratched) a smile spread over his face and joy entered his eyes.
Got you.
“And?”, Linda asked with the same knowing look in her eyes.
“You got me (y/n). Looks like my brother finally gets his will. I will take this little rascal home with me.”
“Then I will take Hati.”, you grinned, ”Can we take them with us today? Or do we need to return tomorrow?”
“You have to do fill out a form with personal information and pay an adoption fee. As well as a fee for medical care these two had to receive. Then you can take them with you.”, Linda explained.
“We can do that. How much?”, you hummed, petting your new dog's belly.
“One thousand per dog.”, Linda gulped, “I know that is more than you have to pay elsewhere. But we are a No-kill-shelter and had to increase the fees due to the many animals we currently have and can´t get adopted.”
A plea sang in her voice. A plea to not turn away because of that sum.
“Alright. Do you want it in cash, check, or per bank transfer?”, Thor answered this time.
“Whatever is best for you.”, the shelter employee stated a bit shocked and relieved.
“I am going to call Heimdall Thor.”, you said, already dialing the number.
“Hello, Ms (y/n).”
“Hello Heimdall, I need you to transfer money to the Charming Animal Shelter for me.”
“Of course. How much do you need me to transfer for the dog? And does Mr Thor pay for himself or will he declare it as work-expenses?”, the secretary stated and you shook your head.
I give up on trying to find out how he does that.
“I will ask him. Thor, Heimdal wants to know if you want to pay yourself or have the company pay for him as work-expenses.”
“I will pay for him.”, he answered.
“I heard what he said. How much do you want me to transfer Ms (y/n).”
“Three thousand. One for the dog and two as a donation. Can you start a five hundred dollar repeating donation for this shelter each month for me?”, you asked. No-kill-shelters had become rare, and this seemed genuinely interested in the well-being of the animals.
“Money is transferred. And I was free to add some more to the donation from our firm's donation- account.”, the male secretary added.
“How much?”, you wondered really interested.
“Enough for them to operate for a few months. If you now excuse me. I am receiving an important call on the other line.”
“Of course. Have a nice day Heimdal.”, and with that, you ended the call, “Money should be there tomorrow at the latest. Now, do we have to get them special food because of allergies or so? What did you feet them.”
“E-ehm, they don´t have any allergies. And thank you so much, we really appreciate any money we can get.”, tears threatened to fall down the woman´s face.
“It´s my pleasure. There are far too few no-kill-shelters. And you seem genuinely interested in these animals. Now let's do all the other stuff we have to do. We need to get stuff for them too.”
“Of course. Please follow me into the office, I will get Hati and Skalli ready while you fill out the forms.”
“Please lead the way.”
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One and a half hours later, Thor, Skalli, Hati and you entered Charming´s only pet store and left it another two hours with everything the two dogs would need for the next days.
Both of you were around five hundred dollars lighter and Skalli and Hati wearing matching harnesses and collars and smiles on their face.
“What do you think. We can visit the park before returning to the house. I think it will do them good.”, you hummed and so the four of you did.
It was a small but beautiful park and you had enjoyed the two previous visits with your Mother.
Hati and Skalli were behaving well and listened to the commands of sit, down, and no without a problem.
You were so engrossed with your new dog, that you did not notice your brother with two other bikers standing a few hundred meters away, watching you interested with a slightly solemn look in his eye. Well, it might be in both of his eyes, but the second one was swollen almost shut by a bruise one of his own brothers had given him.
“Yes brother?”, Thor answered his phone, catching your attention, “yes we were.- Yes I have found one as well.- We are at the park with them.- Yes.- Yes- Alright. See you in a bit.”
“Do we have to return?”, you asked having listened to his side of the conversation.
“No. My brother and the other two are coming over here to meet them and as I know my brother to get some ice-cream at the parlor over there. That man is a sucker for good ice-cream.”, the big man answered, kneeling to be closer to his new companion, “Yes he is, Skalli. You are so well-behaving. Such a good boy.”
Laughing you followed his lead and were bathed in puppy-kisses by Hati, “Aweee, thank you Hati. Thank you so much.”
Loki, Bucky, and Sam joined you ten minutes later, the first one placing a soft kiss on the edge of your mouth.
Hati sitting next to you watching the new man with interest.
“And you must be our new room-mate. I think we will get along well, what do you think?”, Loki asked the puppy, offering his hand for him to scent. Seconds later it was licked with vigor and Hati´s tail was wagging like crazy.
“He likes you. His name is Hati. He and Skalli are rescues and were only given away to the same or befriended households.”, you explained.
“Hello Hati. I am Loki.”
* wuff* * whimper* * bark*
Hati waited for you to allow him to greet the man properly, and Skalli wanted to join as well.
Loki and the other two were playing with the dogs a few meters away from you to introduce themselves when a movement in the corner of your eye caught your attention. A car was barreling towards you. A car that somehow made no noise and was driving so fast you were barely able to jump out of the way or shout.
Three seconds after you noticed the car, you were hit by the side of the fender sending you flying through the air and hitting the ground hard.
Pain burnt up your thigh and hip as well as pulsing in your head. Nausea hit you not long after and there was only one thing you new: at least you were alive, but how long would it stay that way.
Through the headache and your own noises of pain, you heard voices calling out for you.
“(y/n)! (y/n)! Do you hear me? Tell me where the most pain is.”, you only knew it was one of the men you had been with, but not who.
“Thor is calling an ambulance and taking care of the dogs. So hold tight okay? Everything will be alright.”, you believed it was Bucky.
“It hurts. My head-”, you groaned only to dry heave of pain.
“Everything will be fine, okay? Can you open the eyes for me? Please (y/n), let me see your beautiful eyes.”, now you new it was Loki.
“Loki?”, you groaned.
“I am here.”
“I am getting tired, I don´t want to sleep-”, you mumbled, feeling how your body started to shut down.
“Look at me. (y/n), hear me? Look at me, or at least talk with me. The ambulance just arrived. You will be fine. I will not allow anything to happen to you. Remember?”
“Come with me … Hospital?”, you coughed, not wanting to be alone.
“If the medics allow it. But I will be at the hospital waiting for you and not leaving it without you. I promise.”
“Thank you.”
There was movement around you, people you did not know joined Loki and you, two of them starting to touch your body.
“Miss? This is Rodger. I am a paramedic and here to help you, okay? Jason and Sasha will be checking you for your injuries and preparing to get you to St. Thomas while I am going to ask you a few questions.”
“Yeah.”, you hummed in understanding.
“The pain you are feeling, how bad is it when 10 is the worst pain you ever felt and 1 is nothing.”
“Eight.”, you groaned.
“Alright. I will give you something for it as soon as I am finished with my questions. Where does it hurt?”
“Knees, Thighs, Hip. Head. I am nauseous.”, you groaned between breaths.
“Any known allergies against medications? Or any known in your family?”
“No.”
“Alright. I will give you something against the pain now. It will probably make you tired. It is alright. Jason will place the EKG on you for us to monitor your heart-rate so we will know how you are doing. So, do not worry if you do become very tired. The boys and I will take care of you and get you to the hospital.”
“Thank you.”, you breathed.
“No worries. I will give you something against the pain now.”, not long after he said that, the pain started to subdue and your eyelids slipped close.
Soon you had slipped into a dreamless slumber.
Part 15
AN 2.0. So, what do you think will happen next? Who hit her with the car?
It weighted on your head, chest, and extremities not allowing you to move even a hair.
Am I dead? What happened? -Oh yeah, a car...
Then darkness took over your mind again and when you came to the next time, voices were there as well.
“She has a bad concussion, heavy bruising and her left shoulder was dislocated. But otherwise, she was very lucky. This accident could have ended in her death.”, an unknown male´s voice stated.
“
“When do you think she will be waking up again?”, this voice sounded like Bucky.
“Soon. Her body is exhausted from the accident. But she should be awake any day now.”
“Thank you, doctor.”
“Mr Laufeyson. Mr Barnes.”, the first male said, and soon after a door closed.
“Any news from the Sheriff?”, Loki wanted to know and Bucky answered.
“No. Just what Sam found out himself when he dragged that drunk bastard from behind the wheel.”
A drunk? But why was that car so silent.
“Stupid electric car. If it wasn´t for that silent engine, we would have heard him coming a long time ago.”, your friend cursed.
Electric, which explains the missing noise. I wonder how the others are doing. And Hati.
Not long after, exhaustion took over and you fell asleep again.
.-.-...-.-.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.-.-
“Please, I just want five minutes. Not more not less.”, it was your brother.
“Why should I allow you into this room?”, Loki asked with his manager- voice.
“I am her brother.”
Ha. Sure.
“Really? Trusting my information, you disowned her just a few days ago. So why the sudden change?”, the CEO hummed.
“Why do you care?”, your brother growled and you could imagine the burning look in his eyes.
“Why shouldn´t I? (Y/N) is very dear to me.”
“Sure, I bet she is just another pussy for ya. Another naive girl from a small town to pull under the spell of luxurious life and make them do whatever you want. It was you who gave her the money for Ma´s house, am I right? What did you make her do in return? Huh? Have her take it in the ass? Have her blow you under the table while you have a video call? Tell me. What was your prize? What did my sister have to give you?”, at first he had this mocking laugh in his voice, but it got colder with every spoken word.
“Speaking out of your own experience? It is known that you bikers don´t really care about your female companions, you take what you want from them and share them as others do with Pizza.”, now it was Loki who sounded mocking, “They are someone's daughters and sisters after all.”
The tension that followed was cut-able and a feeling weaseled down your spine. A feeling that only showed itself whenever you were about to witness your brother´s anger and so you prayed that Bucky, Sam, or Thor were near to protect your boss. Or else you had to fear for his well being.
“But as you seem to be one to demand answers in using other ways if they are not given as requested, I will answer you. Nothing. There was no prize for her to pay. I gave her the money out of a free will and without any ulterior motive, as a gift. And before you ask, I never demanded anything from her she was not willing to give. And until recently, that had only been her companionship and care, nothing sexual.”
“If you say so.”, Happy growled lowly.
“She cooks and bakes for me when she feels the need to. She looks after the apartment when she has time. Joins me to dinner, or lunch and business functions. Otherwise, she can do and go whatever or where ever she wants to. I admit, at first, when we first met, I did not treat her in a way I should have. But I explained myself, apologized and we came to an understanding.”
“Yer are her fucking Sugardaddy.”, your brother sneered, “You made a whore out of my sister. A freaking croweater.”
“You see, there is a difference between your sister and one of your Croweaters. First of all, the only person your sister would sleep with is me if she chooses to. With the emphasis being on: if SHE chooses to. Even so, I am her Sugardaddy or Dominant, she holds the real power in this dynamic, this relationship. She decides what she want ´s to let me have. Just as she did when she came and soughed comfort with me after you broke her heart.”
“You fucked her when she was vulnerable? Took advantage of her, when she was not in her right mind? Is that what you want to tell me?”, now he was nearly shouting in his burning anger and you believed to hear the sound of a gunshot soon.
What NO! Happy…
“No. What I said, was that she came to me to seek comfort. She made Steak and when I came out of the shower, she was waiting for me only dressed in some lingerie. She offered herself to me. I believe she decided that if everybody thinks her a whore, why not do as they think and fuck? I did not, believe me, before you get a stroke out of anger. She was the only one who came to a release that night. And the only thing entering her that night was my tongue and finger. I kept my dick in my pants. Unlike other people, I can control my needs and put those of my partner above my own. I only take what is offered and not demand to get something offered so I can take what I want.-”
Wow. That was far too much information for my brother. What is going on?
“-Now that this is out of the way. Tell me, why should I allow you to be in the same room as (y/n), alone?”
“She is my sister, and she is very dear to me. Just as she is to you.”, your brother suddenly admitted and your mouth would have fallen open, if you were awake, “That´s why I did what I did.”
“I am sorry, but I can not really follow you I think. Please, explain how you broke your sister´s heart because you love her as you claim.”
“Huh,”, he snorted and sighed, “I always did. I loved her from the moment she was born. Her father was a dickhead who treated our mother like shit. He beat her regularly, just as he did with me. The only one who was spared was (y/n). Did I loath her for that when I was a child? Maybe, but Ma explained that he only spared her because he could not excuse bruises or injuries on her body as easily as with us. Ma would be clumsy and I a rowdy child. But what could a few month old baby be? -”
I never heard this version before. I never heard anything of this before.
“ - The bastard was killed when I was in my teens. (y/n) was still too young to remember. And I had already my problems with the cops and other people like me. I knew she would be in danger if anyone learned about her. So I did the only thing I could: make everyone, including her, believe I hated her like nothing else. Like that she would have no importance to those that meant me harm.”
“You did it to protect her.”, Loki hummed.
“Yes.”
“You hurt her. Made her believe she is unwanted and maybe even hated by you to protect her?”, the CEO asked again to make sure.
“I wanted to rather see her hating me than being dead.”, your brother admitted and tears gathered behind your heavy eyelids.
“Then why disowning her? You already had what you wanted. Why broke the last bit of her?”
“She is as stubborn as the rest of us Lowmanns, even though she changed her name as soon as she could. She left to study in NY. Had to stop because it became too expensive for her to pay. I told Ma, she should give her some money from me and say it was from her. (y/n) never asked for money. She moved out into a different apartment, started to work full time at a diner, and worked her ass off from then on. Not once asking for money, but rather sending any spare penny she got to help Ma. She lived but she never lived. If you know what I mean. She always cared more about others than about herself and not once did she have someone who cared about her. That stupid boyfriend of hers, who should have treated her just the way she was treating him, was of no use either. And I am still tempted to get my ass over there and spend him a visit.”, the last part was a deep promising growl.
“Mhm. I know what you mean.”, Loki hummed in approval.
“I wanted her to leave and forget us. To finally think about herself first and not about us. Not about a way to get Ma enough money for her medication before having even paid for her food. Not about a way to help Ma with her groceries before being able to afford new clothing. Not about a damn bank account, she started to gather good damn money in case someone has to bail me out should something happen to Ma while I am in Jail because no one paid one.”, Happy was nearly shouting now.
Does he know about all of this? Well, Aunti must have spilled the beans on some of this, but … no one knew about the account. How?
“I just wanted her to be free from us. Free to live her life without anyone holding her back. And what did it bring? Nothing. She was hit by a god damned drunk driver in the one city I should be able to protect her. And yet, she was hit merely a hundred meters away from me. And I was able to do nothing.”
Wait.. he was there?
Another heavy silence hung in the air.
“I never saw her as happy as she was after she came back from your business-dinner, or in that park just before the car hit her.”, Happy breathed, “Don´t make the same mistake I did and break her heart-”
“Because?”, Loki asked interested, musing what the biker had in mind otherwise.
“Because then I and everyone I know will make sure you will regret it. And if it is the last thing I will do. Not the most expensive security detail will be able to protect you. I will find you, and I will make you suffer.”, your brother stated his voice cold as ice.
“A strange promise to make at the bed of an ill person.”, Loki mused.
“Ain´t a promise. I swear this by my mother´s life and my Harley.”
“I will remember this. But be assured: I have no intention to ever hurt your sister. She is the purest and most caring person I have ever met in my life. If she allows it, I will lay the earth to her feet and give her everything she wants, needs, and more.”
“Good. And you do well to remember that Laufeyson. I will trust you with her now that I know I was right about you. I will leave then. Have a nice day.”, you heard your brother move. You did not want him to leave.
“You can stay here if you want. I will let my men know that you are no danger to (y/n) and that I allowed you in here. I have to speak to the doctor and then make a few calls.”, Loki said.
“I will let her know if she wakes up. If she lets me speak that is.”
“Thank you Mr Lowmann.”
“Call me Happy. Only Cops, Judges, and agents call me Mr Lowmann.”
“Happy.”, Loki nodded and soon later, you heard the door to your room close.
Heavy leather boots closed in on your bed and not a second after the screeching of cold metal on the tile floor reached your ears.
“I am sorry for what you went through all these years. I know I will never be able to make it right to you, and I totally understand that. Ma already had my hide after what I said a few days ago. And Tig gave me a black eye when he figured out why you ran crying. It´s ironic, isn't it? I do all of this to protect you and yet, here we are. You are in a damn hospital after nearly dying through a drunk driver who drove a car I fucking repaired a week ago. Karma is a bitch, huh? I wonder if fate wanted to hit me and not you.”, you felt your brother reaching for your hand, gently brushing his thumb over the back of it for a few minutes before his phone rang and he sighed.
“Yeah?”, he asked, “With my sister at the hospital. Na she seems to have only minor injuries. Yeah, best luck someone can have. What do you want?… alright. I will be there in twenty... I am sorry, sister. I gotta go. If I don´t see you before you leave for NY, be well. I love you, little Sis.”
And then he did something he never did and you wished he would do when you were younger; placing a kiss on the top of your head and ruffling your hair.
It was soon after your brother left that you once again fell asleep.
Part 16
AN 2.0. So, be honest... Who saw this revelation coming?
AN: Sorry for the long wait. But here finally is the next chapter of Sugar. As you might now, I am working as an wood-working apprentice and we have extremele much work to do at the moment. SO I had no energy or time to write. I hope it will get better in the near future.
Wordcount: around 1200
Warnings: heartbreak, angst
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Part 11
Knowing this could easily turn into a two or even three week long stay, you packed enough of everything and even called a pharmacy in Charming to see if they had your mothers medicine in stock and how long it would take to order.
Luckily they had more than enough in stock and within two hours the little group of the three of you were on the road. With Bucky driving your rental, your mother on the passenger-seat and you in the back with your dog, explaining to your aunt what had happened and asking her to look after your house.
She promised and was very understanding, she knew how your brother ticked, and promised to look after the house until you or your Ma returned.
Bucky had informed Loki about your change of housing (and everything around that), while you were packing the bags. He had promised that it was no problem; your Ma still promised to bake him a huge pie as thanks.
And so, you crossed the Charming County limits for the third time within a week and you hated it and knew a lot of places you would rather be; one of those was the camp you had stayed at with Monty and Bob.
Within seconds of crossing the boarder, the SUV was surrounded by the Motorcycle-crew of your brother. The group of you was escorted to your destination.
“As much as I want to tell you to just drive, follow them and hope we are not aiming for the clubhouse.”, you sighted.
“Got it.”, Bucky answered and your mother piped in as well.
“As much as I love my son. I will not stay in that house. I don´t need to see his bed-bunnies.”
“If he does, I pay for a motel-room Ma, and no arguments. I will not stay 24 / 7 in the vicinity of someone who hates me.”, you declared.
Unfortunately though did you have not other choice than to stay with your brother, he (or his club) had managed to persuade everyone in the city to not rent to you or Bucky. You had no idea why, because none of them seemed to be happy about the strange male staying at the clubhouse; but they kept your mouths shut and the two of you stayed away as much as possible, taking your mother with you.
It was a week before Christmas, when you got the call that would change a lot.
“(y/n)”, Bucky spoke, sitting down at the picnic table you and your Ma were sitting at, “Boss called. He, Thor and Sam are coming over for Christmas. Heimdal was able to organize a house.”
A smile crossed your face, finally you would be able to leave this damn place. “When will they land?”
“Five minutes ago. They are currently on their way here from the airport. Stopping on the way to get some groceries. Boss wants to have a meeting with you tomorrow.”
You understood what the man meant; a date and a (short) escape from your current hell.
“Thanks for the Info. What are you going to do tomorrow then?”
“Spending a day of with Sam. Thor is going to escort you and Boss. We will meet up again when they get you back here.”
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“He is your Boss, huh?”, you heard your brother great you with a growl in his voice.
“Yes, why are you asking.”, you sighted. The small date had taken your mind of the situation at hand.
“Funny, looks for me like the two of you had a date and that was not a business one. More like he took you out of more personal reasons.”
“He is my boss. You want my employment contract?”
“Why? Does it tell me how often you have to fuck him a day?”, he spat and you could not believe what you heard.
“What?”
“Don´t be so stupid. NO one lent 75k without a good reason or payback. So, did you have to bent over and take it in the ass for him to give you the money? God knows it can´t be the mouth of yours, that´s not even good for talkin´.” A dry laugh followed his statement and the toothpick in his mouth twitched from one side to the other of his mouth.
You could not believe what just happened. Blinking in surprise you tried to find words.
“Don´t be so stupid. Ya think I don´t know what a Sugarbaby is? You are a fucking glorified whore. That you can even dare to visit Ma … Disgrace won´t even fit it.”
Shock was the only thing you felt.
“Excuse me? You may hate me, but I am still your Sister.”, you breathed.
“No Lowman sells their Body for money and I sure as hell don´t have a sister who is a whore. And Ma does not need or want a hoe as a daughter.”
“What?”, tears threatened to fall.
“You, heard me Bitch.”, he growled, “Don´t let the gate hit you on the Ass on your way out; don´t want to spoil your Daddy´s fun. Do we?”
His words were so final and his eyes so cold and black, that there was nothing you would be able to say or do.
Your brother had just disowned you and now were alone.
“Hey, (y/n), what has you looking like that? Something wrong with your Ma? Or did yer boss fire you? Let me-”, the voice of one of the few Bikers you kind of liked called, pulling you out of your shocked state.
“Mr Trager. I...I am fine, thank you. Plea-please tell Mrs Low- I will leave now. Have a nice evening.”, you answered with tears in your voice.
“Mr Trager? Mrs Low- … did you just refer to your Mother as Mrs Lowman? What happened?”, the man sounded genuinely worried.
“I need to go.”, you sobbed, almost running out of the parking lot with your smartphone in hand.
“I am sorry to call you sobb I don´t know where to go.”, you called Bucky.
“On my way.”, he answered at once, “ You alright? What is wrong? Sam, hurry up.”
“I should be at the park in a few minutes.”, you mumbled, finally able to realize where your feet were bringing you.
“Got it. I think we already see you.”
Not a minute later, a big black car stopped next to you and your friends and protectors jumped out.
“What did he do?”, the dark haired man growled, “What did your brother do?”
He pulled you into an warm embrace, one you happily accepted.
“I don´t have one. Neither a Ma, or Aunt. At least not anymore. I am alone now. ´No Lowman sells their body and no one wants or needs a whore as a daughter´”, with the last part you paraphrased your brothers words.
“That Bastard.”, this time it was Sam who cursed, “Come on girl. Let´s get you home, and then we will go and buy you Ice-Cream and any Chick-flick you want to see.”
You really wanted to smile at him for that offer, but at that moment there were no emotions left inside you. With a nod, you let them know you understood.
“Boss has a few meetings around town and the bordering area. Is the house okay, or do you want us to get you a Hotel room?”
“House is fine.”, you mumbled.
“Alright. Then let´s get you settled.”
Part 13
AN 2.0. Will she be locked up? and what will happen once she enters charming?
AN: I apologize for the long wait, but I had neither dthe energy (due to a lot of work), nor the motivation (caused partly by the missing feetback /reblogs on this story- sometimes I realy think what I wrtie it not worth much) and the lacking of Ideas (writers block sucks big time, so please let me know what you think will happen ;))
But here it finally is, the 9th chapter of my Sugardaddy Loki fic.
and THANK YOU to all those lovely readers that reblogged and let me know what they thought^^
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Part 8
Ignoring the disgusting presence of Ego and Puppy, you tried to enjoy the meal. And you did; well most of the time.
“Were you able to get everything you wanted and needed to?”, Loki asked you with interest.
“Yes, though not every thing was buy able in your stores or the ones Bucky brought me to at first. We had to drive to one of the big Walmart like stores to get the rest.”, you answered preparing the next bite on your fork.
“Really? And what was it that you couldn´t get.”, the man frowned.
“Basic clothes, to wear while in the flat.”, you hummed, “Well, there were some to buy in your stores, but those were not really comfortable, there was something wrong with the feeling on my skin.”
“I will keep that in mind. Has Barnes informed you about the security measures we will install tomorrow?”
“You mean the safe word? Yes, I am already thinking about which one I could chose. I have no idea.”
“Oh save word? That is so useless and over rated. Where is the fun in that?”, Ego suddenly chuckled and your eyes turned big, “ you see, my girls let me do everything I want. You should try it Laufeyson. There is nothing better than fucking just the way you want with no one to care about.”
Excuse me. That is disgusting -
“I like my companions to be their own persons and not holes to fuck.”, Loki almost growled.
“Suit yourself.”, the man shrugged and returned to play with Puppy beneath the table.
“Loki-”, you breathed no able to mask your disgust.
“Mariella, we are leaving. Please send the check to my office. Heimdall will transfer the amount we own with tips. And please pack two kinds of each dessert you offer for me to take with us.” , the CEO stated while standing up and pulling the chair back for you.
“I will see to it Mr Laufeyson. I will send someone to your Apartment as soon as they are finished.”, the hostess offered a smile.
“Thank you Mariella. Mr Quill, I fear we have to continue our business in a different way and on a different date.”, that were the last words he spoke before guiding you outside.
“Barnes will drive us back. We will meet him somewhere, I need some air after this.”
“Yeah.”, you hummed, “I feel you.”
Silence hung between the two of you while you walked two blocks down the streets where Bucky met you.
“Boss, (y/n), Back to the tower?”, he greeted, already knowing the evening hadn´t gone by in a good way.
“Yes, please.”, the CEO nodded.
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The next day you had updated the security protocol with your saveword, that would send out an alarm to the security department (speak: Thor and Bucky) and allow them to hear and see what was happening in real time (with maybe 3 seconds delay).
The word you had chosen was “Rosebutt”, and for the occasion of the day you decided to bake some chili after your mothers recipe and invited (after asking Loki of course) for dinner.
It was served in the common area and you used it to meet those you hadn´t met before. Speak: Mr Tony Stark (head of IT) and Mrs Pepper Potts-Stark (Head of Public relations), they came in the presence of a teenager , Peter Parker, who apparently did a long term internship and was something like the little brother/ son everybody wanted. Anyone of those present would die for that boy and after the evening, you decided you would as well.
He was just so innocent and whole-hearted you knew you would do anything to make him happy.
Peter would definitely get the biggest birthday cake you ever made for his next birthday, that was certain.
___
It was close to Christmas when you received heavy news; news that made you call Pietro to drive you to Loki´s office.
“Good morning (y/n), go right through.”, Heimdall greeted you without looking away from the file-closet he was currently searching.
As always you wondered how he was able to always know everything that was happening.
Loki called it a gift, you called it a talent any good secretary needed but only a few have.
“(y/n), what is wrong? Heimdall informed me that you were in distress coming here.”, the CEO asked you with deep worry in his voice.
“I need to leave.”, you breathed, “My aunt called, my Mom apparently in a bad shape at the moment and her boss told her if my aunt can´t cover the shifts his girlfriend does not want to work, she will lose her job. I need to go home and see after my mom while my aunt has to work double shifts. Neither of them would accept any money to help and-”
Loki looked relieved when he heard you did not want to leave for good but were ´just´ needed at home.
“Heimdall will take care of the flight and everything else. Take as much time as you need and if you need anything else, let me know.”, he nodded, totally ignoring (or not hearing?) your statement you would give him everything you have to offer in return.
You had continued rambling on, not realizing that he had already spoken to you, “And I don´t want anything in return. Family is important. Go, take care of your Mother.”
“Thank you thank you thank you thank you.”, you shouted, though your voice was muffled by his suit. You had started to hug him once you had registered his answer, with your head pressed against his chest.
It took a moment for his surprise to wear of, you usually did not touch him like that, but then he embraced you in his arms and whispered into your hear.
“No need to thank me. Take care and call me.”
“I will. I promise.”
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“Your flight will leave in three hours from La Guardia. Pietro will drive you back to the tower where you can pack. I already organized for suitcases to be brought up to your room and a car will be waiting in Meadows Field to drive you to your mothers home. If you need a room for any reason, call me and I will have one organized; no matter what time of day.”, Heimdal spoke the second you left the office.
How in the hell does he do that?
“Thank you. And I mean it.”, you almost sobbed, on your way down to the lobby and back into the car.
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“What are you doing here?”, you stuttered, surprised to see Bucky opening the car-door for you once the car had stopped at the Airport VIP entrance.
“I am your Bodyguard, remember? Where you go, I go. Heimdall called and informed me roughly about what is going on. And before you start to worry: I had nothing to do than working at the club. So no, you do not intervene with any plans I may have had. Now, if you would follow me, someone will get you bags while we will wait in the VIP lounge for boarding.”, your friend and bodyguard spoke before you could even think of apologizing for trashing his plans. All you could do was nod and follow him into the building.
“Take whatever you want. The food is included in the yearly fee Boss is paying. It is really good.”, he smiled, motioning to a buffet that stood on one side of the lounge.
“Maybe. When does the plane start? I don´t think Heimdal gave me an exact time, or a ticket if I think of it.”
“No need for a ticket, trust me, and for the time. I think in one hour, but if there is an earlier opening, someone will come and get us. They won´t leave without us. I can assure you that.”
You wondered what he meant with ´No need for a ticket.´ You never heard about someone being able to fly without one, but it made sense once you left the shuttle (a small limousine) onto the tarmak and stood in front of a private Jet with the Asgardian Logo on its side towards the end.
“Don´t tell me you thought Boss would make you fly commercial and possibly even economy or first? Let´s go inside. The flight takes a few hours and, the earlier we leave here, the earlier we are at your Mother´s.”
AN: In the next couple of chapters we will enter a bit of SOns of Anarchy territory.
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Part 10
„Let´s see what he wants.“, you told Bucky. Your car door was already open.
“Try to get his name. I can send it to NY and get Info on him. I have the feeling there is more behind his visit than he will tell us.”, he answered and you nodded. You had the same feeling.
“As I told you before Mrs Lowman, we offer you fifty thousand and paying of the mortgage fees. This is more than you will get when the bank sells it. That would be nothing. In the case you sell it to us, you we will give you enough time to pack your things and find a good retirement home. And later your Children won´t need to pay of your dept in the hopefully far future.”, you heard the stranger explain to your mother, using a very sweet and fake politeness.
You did not like him.
Wait what?
“Asd I told you before: I will not sell. This is my house and one day I will die in it.”, your Mother answered stubbornly and with determination in her voice.
“Mrs-”
“Ma, we are back. You alright?”, you interrupted the man, stepping right between him and your mother.
“Yes, no worries. What about you? Were you sufficient?”, she smiled and the two of you stepped inside the home.
“Me too. Your son will call his friend and tell him to look for another place to stay. We brought cakes from the bakery you love so much. Ms Muller sends her best wishes.”
“Oh how nice of her. I was already making some tee and coffee. Bucky, be so kind and close the door please. These winds are not good for my old bones. Thank you dear.”
“Sir.”, was the last thing you heard before the closing of the door.
“What just happened is not of your or your brothers concern. Understood?”, your mothers words were final and you knew there was no way to get something out of her if she did not want to speak about it.
“Fine. I know there is not way to get you to speak. So let´s eat cake and forget the whole incident.”
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“Heimdal, this is (y/n). Can you research something for me?”, you spoke into the receiver of your phone.
Loki had after all once told you to ask him if you needed any information.
“Of course Ms (y/n). Does it happen to do with your mothers house?”, the secretary asked, and you once again wondered how he knew what he did, “Mr Laufeyson had asked me to keep an eye on it and declare interest should it ever be foreclosed.”
“Okay. Did you find out about it during the background-check on me?”
“We did, indeed. So what can I do for you.”, his voice was warm.
“How much dies the bank demand and can you get information on an August Marks? He offered My ma money and something feels off about him.”
“The bank demands 75 000 Dollars for the once it will be sold. This will be in three days if my information is right. May I also inform you that Mr Laufeyson already green-lighted this endeavor, so you have all the money you need to your disposal.”
“He already did? Is it possible then, that you buy it for me, please? And to let them know not to let the other interested know about it?”, you hummed; not comfortable about the fact that Loki had already put everything in motion, but grateful.
“Of course Ms (y/n). I will buy the house in your name; you will only have to sign the papers, but I can arrange that to happen online. I will call you once I have any other information you asked for. Have a great evening.”.
The two of you said your goodbyes and the call ended with a lot of weight lifted from your chest. Your mother would not lose her home.
“Are you going to tell your Ma?”, Bucky had joined you on the terrace in the back garden.
“And get my ass whooped? No thank you. I will tell her once it is done and she needs to know. I have to tell my brother though. Sigh”, You groaned.
With the head on the top of the table, you dialed your brothers number.
“What?”, the man in question answered your call.
“Ma´s going to loose her house.”, there was no intention of you to even try to be polite.
“You kidding?”
“A man was offering to buy it when we returned. She is behind on her payments and the house will be sold in three days for 75k.”, you informed him further.
“Fuck. I have 10k most. Need to ask the club.”, he mumbled into the form and you could see him scratching is head in frustration.
“No need. I already called work. They are going to give me the money and I will pay it back with my paychecks. I just wanted to inform you about that and that the man felt off.”
“You gotta let Ma living there?”. Of course he ignored the fact you were worried about that man.
“Rent free; just like we did until we moved out. This way she can´t argue.”
“Good. Now, what guy?”
“A man of the name of August Marks. He seemed polite, and fake. Like there was a specific reason to buy the house. And it can´t be the location. A man dressed like that, does not buy a house in this neighborhood. Hap-”, you frowned and sat up right alarmed, “are you growling? Why are you sounding like an angry Bumblebee?”
“Big, short hair, Black, expensive suit?”, he finally asked.
“Yes. Why?”
“Not of your concern.”
“Happy, do you know this man because of your Job ?” , you breathed into the phone, but you got no answer.
“I take that as a yes. Do I need to get Ma somewhere else?”
“No.”
“Okay, I trust you because unlike me, you love Ma and don´t want to see her dead. I am calling you when the house is mine.”
“Good.” Klick
Asshole
“Do I need to call the Boss and get Sam and maybe some more down here?”, your bodyguard asked, worry in his voice.
“The night will tell. If Bikers show up. Yes. If not, then no.”, you answered him honesty.
“Makes sense.”, the man admitted, “I will stay up tonight and keep an eye out for anyone. No arguments. It is my job as your bodyguard and friend. And I have Bumble to keep me company.”
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
No bikers came the following night or day and so you believed that it all was as coincidence. Maybe Heimdal will find out more soon.
It was midday of the day you would be a newly made house owner when a knock sounded from the front-door and Bumble started barking.
It was Marks.
“Mrs Lowman, do you take our offer or not?”, he greeted your mother.
“We are not going to sell.”, she answered, but sadness was in her voice. She knew the bank would be selling her house this day. You had noticed her being quieter than usual the last two days.
“I am sorry to hear that. But you leave me choice now.”, he answered and at once reached into his jacket to- receive his mobile phone.
For a split second though, you had to admit, the thought of him pulling out a gun crossed your mind.
“This is August Marks of Pope Enterprise. I am calling to buy the house under the Number 666Ac. I will wait, thank you.”
A smirk threatened to spread over your face.
“What do you mean it is already sold. I INFORMED you last Month on my intentions to buy this object.- Yes, please give me the number of the buyer. Who was it you said?- Asgard, in the name of (y/n)(y/ln). Thank you and good bye.”, breathing in a few times to calm down, you saw him dialing the number you had given the bank for exactly this reason.
It only took a few seconds for his call to connect and your phone to ring. A look of confusion entered his face, that turned into disbelief and anger real quick when you answered with, “I am not going to sell. Have a nice day. Now, please leave my property or I will have to call the cops and my attorney for trespassing.”, in the sweetest and most innocent customer-service voice you were able to muster.
Huffing and with angry strides, he finally left and drove of in his expensive car.
You laughed. Until a smack on the back on your head shut you up.
“MA!”, you whined.
“I can´t remember asking for help.”, your mother scolded you.
“You didn´t. Does not change the fact that I did.”, you huffed.
“How much dept are you in now?”
“None. My boss payed for it and take the money from my paychecks every month.”, you explained, “So don´t worry, Ma.”
“Why?”
“Because you sacrificed everything to make sure Happy and I can have an almost normal childhood. I am just paying it back, so no more arguments.”, you hugged your mother with tears in your eyes.
“Thank you. I will make you your favorite cake. No Arguments”
And with this declaration, your mother ended the hug and disappeared into the kitchen where you immediately heard the clinking of bowls.
Keeping your promise, you called your brother:
“Your house now?”
“Yes, and Mr Marks was not happy about hearing it and that I do not intent to sell it ever.”, you hummed, still amused about the look the man had.
“Ya told him?”, your brother asked, almost getting pissed.
“Kind of, he came to make Ma a last offer. When she declined he called the bank to buy it in front of her face. Did not work out like he thought and when he called the new owner, me, he had no other choice than leaving in a sour mood.”
“Pack Ma´s things, you are going to spend Christmas in Charming. You have three hours.”, and with that the call ended, again.
“I swear, if he puts us into lockdown, I am leaving and telling Ma exactly why.”, you growled into the air before calling out to your Mother, “MA. Happy invited us to spend Christmas in Charming with him. And he won´t accept a no!”
“Jesus. What did my Son get himself into now.”,you heard her curse as an aswer.
Part 12
AN 2.0. Will she be locked up? and what will happen once she enters charming?
Four hours later you entered the main room of the flat, one big bag of cosmetics and similar things in hand, while Bucky carried the other three bags of goods. Those mostly contained casual and basic clothing, you unsurprisingly could not buy in the boutiques Bucky drove you first.
It was so ´bad´, he had to drive you to your ´usual´ stores to shop.
“Can you place them next to my room please? I will put them away and then make some-”, the ringtone of your phone interrupted you, it was Mr Laufeyson.
“Hello.”, you greeted him once you had accepted the call.
“(y/n). Are you still out with Barnes?”
“No, I just came back a minute ago. Why?”, you hummed, offering the man a bottle of water, who declined.
“Good. Quill invited us for dinner. Apparently he want to apologize to you in person. He swore he will behave himself.”
“Oh- okay. When and where?”, you asked , though did not sound very thrilled.
“I understand if you-”
“No, it is okay. As long as he jeeps his hands to himself.”, you sighted, your head tilted back.
“He will. Are you really okay with it? I can attend on my own, telling him you felt ill.”, the CEO answered and you could hear his frown through the phone.
“It really is alright; and my mother raised me to always give second chances and allow someone to at least try and apologize. My Ma would have my hide if I were not to allow that.”
Though that does not mean I have to accept that apology.
“5pm. And we have to meet there. I will send Barnes the locations. Wear something chick. It is an italian Restaurant.”, he explained further.
“Alright. See you there?”
“See you there. And if you change your mind, let me know.”
“Will do. See you this evening Mr Laufeyson, bye.”
“What is wrong?”, came Bucky´s worried voice from behind you.
“Ego invited us to an ´apology dinner´ at 5. Mr Laufeyson will send you the address. And now I have to get ready. Yayyyy! Motivation!”, you fake cheered.
“Boss makes you attend?”, the Bouncer asked in disbelieve.
“No. My upbringing does. Ma always said to allow someone to try and apologize, though to have a good way to politely decline. My Ma would kill me if I would not attend. So, if you excuse me, I have to get ready. And that means to find an appropriate dress, I actually would wear. And then there is make-up and hair and – just be glad you are a dude.”, you groaned.
“Well, have fun. I will be downstairs in our flat. Just call me when you need anything.”
“Will do, thank you for everything today.”, you smiled and entered your room.
There is that one black dress I could have worn at the club. It shouldn´t be too warm for a restaurant….. Yes sounds good, and now the make-up. Sigh lets see- two hours to go.
You took a quick shower (with the glass turned opaque), before drying you hair and body with one of those huge soft towels, only to put on some simple make-up and do your hair.
One and a half hours later, you were rather satisfied with what you were able to pull off and chose the most comfortable pair of lingerie (that would fit the dress) and then the dress.
Waiting with the shoes until the very last second, you walked around the apartment to get used to the way the fabric would move around you body.
It was comfortable and was long enough for you not to feel exposed in any way.
Knock Knock Knock
“Ready to go?”, it was Bucky.
“Yes. “,and with that the two of you were off.
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My number is saved on your phone on speed-dial. Nr 6 if I was informed correctly. Just dial it and come and get you or send someone. Thor made me your personal bodyguard, together with Sam. Depending on whom is working at the club. I will wait until Pietro arrives with Loki and then get to the Bifrost. “, your friend spoke from the drivers seat.
“Personal Bodyguard?”, you repeated his words.
“Yes. You thought you would not get protection? Think again.”, he shook his head, “Tomorrow we are going to save your ´safe word´ in the security system. So think about one till then.”
“Okay. Any idea what?”, you hummed, looking at the passing streets on the other side of the car window.
“Any word you can remember well, but you do not usually use.”, he answered in a matter of fact kind of way.
Professional, even.
“Oookay. Do you know anything about the restaurant you are escorting me to?”
“It´s high class, but not too stuck up. Portions are decent sized , so you will at least not leave hungry.”
At least something
“Am I to wait in the car until Mr Laufeyson arrives?”, you wondered, not used to any situation like this.
“Uhm-no. He is already here, see?” Bucky answered, pointing to the window of the restaurant , only for you to notice the man in question with Ego.
It was that moment that your phone buzzed, indicating you got a message.
“Just tell the Hostess your Name. She knows you are with me and will escort you to our table.”
“We just arrived. Will do.”
“Well, let´s go.”, you mumbled to yourself and waved Bucky a good-bye, leaving the black SUV.
A young woman greeted you with a typical customer-service-smile.
“I am with Mr Laufeyson. My name is (y/n) (y/ln)”, you greeted her with a smile in your voice.
“Of course, please follow me.”, she answered with a monotone voice and motioned towards the dining area.
“Please lead the way.”, you nodded and followed her to your table.
Am I too late?
There were three people seated, with two being Ego and Mr Laufeyson, while the last one was a young woman, with fake blond hair, a skirt that barely covered her ass and a top that did the same for her breasts.
She sat on a cushioned stool, and not like the men on real chairs.
There was a stool for you next to Loki as well.
Seems like I have to sit on one of those as well.
“Ah, the final guest has arrived. And right on time. We only ordered drinks for now. Please take a seat.”, Ego smiled like nothing had happened and you had to forcefully suppress a gagging reflex.
“Thank you. And thank you for your invitation.”, you smiled instead and took the designated seat.
It was obvious, that those seats meant to show your position was not equal to the men.
“Good choice with the dress. I took the liberty to order a bottle of white whine for the two of us. But feel free to order whatever you like. And if you want to leave at any time, let me know and we will.”, Mr Laufeyson leaned towards you and spoke only for you to hear.
“Thank you. Will do.”, you whispered back just as quiet as he did.
Not three seconds later a menu was placed in front of you.
You thanked with a smile and started to look over it. Reading the offered dishes, you decided on some Pasta with creme-sauce and vegetables.
“Excellent choice.”, your companion hummed, seeing the dish you pointed at, like you were asking for his approval.
“We will take the Pasta and the Chicken-Breast, with a side-dish of bread-sticks as appetizer.”, the CEO ordered for the two of you.
“My Pleasure, Mr Laufeyson. What can we prepare for you Mr Quill?”, the servant inquired.
“ A salad for Puppy and the Black Angus Steak with Truffles for me.”
“With pleasure.”, and with that he disappeared just as unnoticed as he had turned up.
“So, Loki, I hope you got home after our last meeting without any problems. I was sad about your sudden departure; it was a quite interesting and fun evening.”, Ego smiled and you nearly choked on the sip of water you just were about to drink.
Excuse me?!
“Yes, but you know exactly why we left. And I believe that was your reason for this invitation.”, Mr Laufeyson smiled back with a pointed voice.
“Yes, yes. Of course-”
Do I get my apology now or not? WTF
“- Why don´t we talk about our business ideas while we wait for the food?. Puppy, why don´t you fresh up a bit?”, the other man literally ordered and the other woman stood up with a smile and walked away in a slutty way.
It was like an accident, you had to follow her with your eyes even though you did not want to.
Ego harrumphed and send a questioning look at you.
“(y/n) can stay if she wants to.”, his voice was stern and dark, “and I still believe you still own us something. Otherwise we are leaving.”
He sighted.
“Yeah, yeah. My apologies for my behavior. Satisfied Laufeyson? “
“Mmmmh. What do you want to talk about?”
That´s it? WTF? I can´t believe it!
Anger made your blood boil, but you tried to keep calm or to at least not show your state of mind.
The next couple of minutes continued with business-talk you were not really interested in.
That was until Puppy returned; her hips and tit´s swinging from one side to the other. She let her fake ´claws´ brush over her ´companions´ shoulders, earning a loud smack on her ass for it.
She giggled.
You nearly puked. Again.
Soon after, the food arrived; it smelled and looked amazingly and you had to really use restraint to not dig in at once.
You had been raised to wait until everyone was served after all.
Loki received his food last, and once he had, you wished ´bon apetit.
The food was even more delicious than you thought.
Part 9
AN2.0 How will this turn our for the reader? And will her family make an appreance again in later chapters?
