Knowledge (Dad!Tony x Reader + Loki x Reader)
Requested by @dovies666, I hope this fits your suggestion :p <3 I’m sorry for the delay :( I hope you like <3
Author’s Note: The reader has dyed hair so the Y/F/C will be the colour of the hair. You guys know the drill with names so we’re all good there :)
“You enchant me. Do you understand? I cannot resist you at all. I writhe and dance to your every command like a cobra captivated by a snake charmer’s spell. You consume me absolutely, heart to mind, and breath to bone. Every thought, every action, every pulse, is yours.” ~ Beau Taplin (The Snake Charmer)
Of all the places Y/N Stark had been to, Scandinavia remained at the top of the list of her favourites. It was indeed fortunate that her studies had allowed her to travel to some truly amazing and historic places.
Having spent the best part of three months in Norway, Y/N had taken advantage of one of the University Libraries. Primarily the University of Oslo, which was also open to the public. Y/N soon spent her days surrounded by piles of books, some in English, but most in Norwegian.
It was on one such day that her phone rang, causing her to kick the pile of books before her in surprise and drop the book she was reading. Looking around to make sure no one had seen her little mishap, she looked to see who was calling.
“Yes honey, who else would it be?” Tony Stark addressed his daughter in mock exasperation.
Y/N laughed as quietly as she could. “Mum sometimes rings via you,” she could just picture his face.
“Why are you whispering?”
Biting her lip, Y/N glanced around and saw she was alone, “I’m in a library Dad.”
“You’re always in a library!”
Y/N grinned, that much was true. Either that, or she was in a book store. “Libraries are part of my studies Dad..or have you forgotten?”
“I will never understand why you chose that path but hey! If you’re passion’s there, what more could you want.”
Y/N smiled to herself, many thought she would follow in her father’s footsteps and were very surprised when she announced that she would be going to College to study Librarianship. Y/N was the bookworm of the family and devoured any book that was within reaching distance.
“I don’t wanna sound rude Dad, but why did you call? Is everything ok at home?”
“Everything’s fine sweetheart,” her father’s voice reassured her over the phone.
“You want me to come home don’t you?”
“You know how your mother worries.”
Y/N nodded to herself, that she did. Her mother, while being very supportive, still worried incessantly whenever her daughter was out of the country for more than two weeks. “You can tell Mum, that I’ll be making plans to leave by the end of the week.”
Tony paused a little before answering, “shall I send the jet over?”
Shaking her head, Y/N ran her free hand through her Y/F/C hair and laughed. “Thanks for the offer Dad, but I think I’ll take a normal plane with everyone else.”
“If you’re sure?”
She nodded as though he could see her, “one hundred percent.”
“Send us your flight info so we can meet you when you arrive yeah?”
Her smile never faltered, “of course Dad, as soon as I know, so will you and Mum.”
“Much appreciated honey, so I guess we’ll be seeing you soon then?”
“Very soon Dad.”
~ ~ ~
Y/N read for most of the journey home. Her nose was buried in a book of Nordic folklore. While she knew they were all merely stories, a part of her was still fascinated. Her e/c eyes drank in the information in front of her. Her eyes lingered on the sections where the Nordic deities were mentioned. Mythical deities from any culture interested her but these held a certain kind of appeal.
It was only when the voice over the intercom notified the passengers that they were about to land, did Y/N’s focus divert from her book.
Before she knew it, Y/N was walking out of the Arrivals gate and was enveloped in one of her mother’s notorious hugs. “Hi Mum.” She couldn’t help but hug her back.
“Oh sweetie, it’s so good to have you back,” Pepper murmured into her daughter’s hair.”
Gently pulling away, Y/N turned to face her father. “Hi Dad.” She was rewarded with a small smile.
“Welcome back,” Tony reached out and shook her hand before pulling her into a hug. “It’s good to see you kid.”
~ ~ ~
“Wow!” Was all Y/N could say as she exited the elevator. Her parents never ceased to amaze her. Before her was a fully furnished living space on what appeared to be the top most floor of Stark Tower. While Y/N had never been one for heights, she had to admit, the view of New York from where she stood, was breathtaking.
“Beautiful isn’t it?” Her father came up beside her.
Nodding wordlessly, Y/N agreed. It was only when her mother passed her a glass of champagne, did Y/N snap out of the awe-filled trance she had fallen into. A little confused, she turned to look at her mother.
“In celebration,” her mother said in answer to her daughter’s silent question. “In celebration of the completion of the tower.”
Clinking glasses with her parents, Y/N was about to take a sip when they were interrupted. All but glaring at the intruder, a middle-aged man, Y/N commenced drinking.
“Phil, welcome,” her mother got up to welcome their unexpected guest.
Exchanging a look with her father, Y/N began to wonder just who this ‘Phil’ was and how her mother seemed to know him so well.
“Since when is he ‘Phil’?” Her father seemed equally confused. The look Pepper sent him seemed to convey the required explanation.
Y/N watched the rest of the exchange between Phil and her parents in silence. Her eyes flittered between the three of them and then finally landed on the black object her father was given, via her mother.
Curiosity overcame her, so Y/N moved to stand beside her father who stood by a desk of sorts. “Dad? What is that?”
“I’m not too sure,” Tony murmured, half to her and half to himself. “Whatever it is, it can’t be good.” As he opened it, Y/N gasped. Before them flickered images and videos of people she had never seen before causing unimaginable havoc.
Tony answered her by throwing the images up onto the windows. Amazed, Y/N made her way to the windows and looked at each of the people in turn, her eyes not lingering more than a few seconds. That is, until she came to one of a raven haired man.
Y/N’s e/c eyes lingered longer than they had on the others. There was something about this man that seemed familiar. “Dad?” Her voice sounded far away, even to her own ears.
“Yes?” Tony came and stood beside his daughter. Her tone had drawn his attention away from his study of the other images.
“Who is that ?” Lifting a hand, Y/N pointed to the image of the dark haired man.
Leaning in, Tony narrowed his eyes, “I can’t say I’ve ever seen him before, why?” He turned to face Y/N, whose eyes seemed glued to the image before her.
“I don’t know, he seems familiar somehow, like I’ve seen him before.”
Her words surprised him. “You know him?”
“No, but,” Y/N trailed off, her head was tilted to one side and her eyes were distant.
“Hello in there,” Tony waved a hand in front of her eyes, “earth to Y/N.”
‘Sorry,” blinking, she tore her eyes away and looked at her father and smiled apologetically.
“No worries kid, you just went a little distant for a bit.” Tony patted her on the arm and moved to the desk behind them. His movements not going unnoticed.
“Dad? Is everything alright?”
“Yeah. Just gotta go outta town for a bit.”
Crossing her arms, Y/N narrowed her eyes at her father’s back. “You’re going to join them aren’t you? These ‘Avengers’.”
Sighing, Tony turned to face her. “I see there’s point in lying to you. I’ve been called in by a security agency. The head of this organisation, Nick Fury, wants the whole group together before giving us any more details.”
“Take me with you.” The words came out of her mouth before she could stop them.
“What?” Her father seemed more confused than shocked.
“You always want me to ‘get out of my shell’,” shrugging, Y/N continued, “maybe this could help.”
“Honey,” Tony moved to stand directly in front of her, “this could be very dangerous. I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you. Nor would your mother for that matter.”
“Dad please! I promise I won’t get in the way or get into any trouble.” Her voice took on a begging tone, one that Tony was not accustomed to. “You know what they say…’no time like the present’’.
“Alright, fine, you can come, but you must always tell me if you decide to go anywhere.”
Y/N raised a elegantly-shaped brow.
“I will need to know where you are at all times, is that understood?” Looking his daughter in the eye, Tony smiled, “I know you can take care of yourself but still..its for peace of mind, for me and your mother. Who, by the way is going to murder me when she finds out.”
Y/N couldn’t help but laugh. “You tend to exaggerate sometimes Dad.”
“Y/N. Do you promise?”
Nodding, Y/N grinned, “of course.”
~ ~ ~
The hellicarrier was unlike anything Y/N had ever seen. It was huge and made her feel smaller than she already was. Following her father, she soon came to what seemed like the control centre for the vessel.
Clutching her favourite book to her chest, Y/N drank in every detail and almost shrieked in surprise when a voice spoke from behind her. “Pretty amazing isn’t it?”
Turning around, Y/N came face-to-face with a young-ish looking man with short dark blonde hair. Nodding, she agreed with him, “it sure is.”
“You’re Stark’s kid aren’t you?”
Y/N smiled slightly, “that’s me. What gave it away?”
“He talks about you sometimes.”
‘Oh,” she didn’t quite know how to take that. “Thanks, I guess.”
“I’m Steve by the way,” the young man held out a hand, “Steve Rogers.”
Reaching out, Y/N shook the offered hand. “Y/N Stark.”
“It’s nice to finally meet you Miss Stark.”
Y/N opened her mouth to reply when a tall dark skinned man addressed the small group that had gathered.
Y/N gravitated towards her father and eyed the rest of the group. A young woman with short red hair and a middle-aged man with glasses made the number up to four. She heard hardly a word as her eyes took in her father’s team members. The woman was dressed in a skin-tight black suit and her red hair was cut in a bob just above her shoulders. The man with glasses seemed a little on edge, almost as though he didn’t really want to be there.
“One of our best agents is now under his control. It is paramount that both he and the Tesseract are located as quickly as possibl-” the man’s words were cut off by the excited voice of one of the crew members.
“We have a match! We’ve found him Sir.”
Curious to see just who he was, Y/N followed the dark skinned man to one of the control screen and had to blink to make sure she wasn’t imagining things. There he was, the raven-haired man from the photos she had seen back at Stark Tower. Just who was he?
“Captain, looks like you’re up.”
No amount of begging or pleading got her father to change his mind. “Y/N I can’t let you come with us. I’m pushing things as it is. I need you to stay here, I’ll be back soon honey, don’t you worry.”
Y/N had no idea where this sudden urge to go out and do things came from. Usually she would have been quite pleased if she could stay back. She knew that nothing could changer her father’s mind once it was made up.
Watching one of the numerous jets take off, Y/N’s mind wandered back to the man in the photos. Why did she feel like she had seen him before? She hoped and wandered if maybe the answer lay in some of the books she had brought with her.
Moments later, Y/N was seated on the small bed in the quarters she’d been given. She had unpacked all the books she had brought and was rifling through them in hopes of finding an answer to her question.
Hours passed before she finally gave up. Gently pushing some of her books to the side, Y/N curled up on the small bed and promptly fell asleep.
~ ~ ~
Blinking awake, Y/N saw her father kneeling by her bed and smiling gently at her.
“You’re back,” her voice was still heavy with sleep.
“And you were asleep,” her father teased. “You’ve been reading again haven’t you?”
Nodding, Y/N moved to sit up and rubbed her eyes while trying to stifle a yawn. “Dad?”
“Can I explore the ship, just you know, so I know where everything is?”
Her question caught Tony off guard and it took him a while before he answered. “I don’t see why not. But Y/N there will be areas that you won’t be allowed to go, promise me that you won’t go to those areas.”
“I promise Dad. Besides, I’ve never really been one for adventure have I ?” A mischievous grin followed her words.
After her father left, Y/N looked around for her favourite book. She never went anywhere without it, she felt bare and exposed if she did. Leaving her room, Y/N wandered down the empty corridor and went down a few elevators and eventually came to what she perceived to be the bottom of the vessel.
Ducking numerous pipes and walking over a few, Y/N’s interest grew. Coming to a small passageway, her attention was caught by movement. Curious to see who it was, Y/N moved closer and soon came to what appeared to be a huge glass case at the end of a small path.
Loki stopped his pacing when the sound of approaching footsteps could be heard. These were different, they were lighter and little more unsure.
Turning around he came face-to-face with a young woman. She was as still as a statue and was looking at him with thinly veiled curiosity. Her h/l Y/F/C hair was pulled away from her face in a messy bun. Her slender arms were hugging a book close to her chest as though it were her life-line. The right side of her face was slightly red and her eyes looked a little tired, as though she had just woken up.
“Hello,” her gentle voice pulled him from his silent observation. As his emerald eyes met her e/c ones, she smiled warmly. An expression that caught him off guard.
“What do you want?”
The coldness of the question did nothing to deter Y/N. Here he was, the man from the photos. His black hair lightly brushed his shoulders and his eyes were such a deep green, she almost thought he was wearing contacts. What he wore seemed to be from a bygone era, with intricate patterns in the metal on his shoulder and on the belt that was slung across his chest.
“It’s so beautiful,” she murmured to herself.
The question pulled her eyes away from their observation. “What you’re wearing. It’s very beautiful.”
This statement was the last thing he expected to hear. The young woman didn’t seem the least bit afraid of him. Did she perhaps not know who he was or what he had done? “Who are you?”
“Oh forgive me,” Y/N felt heat creep up her neck and ducked her head in an effort to hide it. “I’m Y/N.”
“Y/N,” he murmured. Clearing his features and adjusting his posture, he looked at her, her eyes were still directed to the floor. “I am Loki of Asgard.”
Y/N felt her eyes widen and her head jerked up to look at him. “I-I’m sorry?” It couldn’t be! She remembered reading about him in numerous books back in Norway. Her eyes widened a second time as realisation slammed into her. That’s why he seemed so familiar, she’d read about him in such detail, it was as if she’d been looking at a life-like painting.
Her stuttered response made him smile. Much better. But that smile faded as he caught the look in her wide eyes. There was no fear, only amazement and disbelief.
“I’ve read about you, you know.” She sounded almost a little shy as she looked at him through her lashes.
“You’ve read about me?” Gone was the coldness, replaced by curiosity.
Smiling, Y/N nodded. “You and your brother.”
Usually the mention of his brother angered him, but the way this young woman spoke about him, it was clear that his brother came second in her eyes, not the other way round.
~ ~ ~
Y/N had never once lied to her parents. She never had cause to. But now, as her father asked her if she’d found anything interesting during her little exploration, she found that the truth stuck in her throat, not wanting to come out. So, looking her father in the eye, she shook her head, “nothing aside from pipes and little metal pathways.”
If her father believed her or not, she had no way of truly telling. He simply nodded and smiled before leaving to go back to the lab he had been provided with.
Waiting until she heard his footsteps fade down the hallway, she poked her head out the door to make sure the coast was clear. Quietly closing the door behind her, Y/N went in the opposite direction to her father.
It didn’t take her long to find her way back to the detention level. “Hello again,” she spoke a little louder this time.
Loki turned at the sound of her voice. She was back. This time, as he faced her, the previous shyness was gone, and her eyes seemed to sparkle with unasked questions. His eyes were drawn to the book that she carried with her. “That book, it is important to you?”
Smiling, Y/N nodded. “It’s my favourite. I keep it with me at all times. I know, it’s childish but,” biting her lip, she looked down at the book, “I feel exposed and vulnerable without it.”
Loki didn’t miss the way she looked at the book in her arms. “It is not childish, not in the least.” The way her thumbs traced gentle circles on the book’s cover reminded him of how he’d held and treated the books he’d had back in Asgard.
Looking up, Y/N smiled at him. The words sounded so genuine and she detected no trace of the coldness from their previous conversation.
“You like to read?”
Y/N almost laughed. The amount of times she’d been asked that question were too many to be counted on two hands. “Yes. I do. If you ask my parents, they would say I spend more time reading than in the company of actual people.”
That phrase had been used to describe him on more than one occasion. For the first time, the Silvertongued Prince was struck speechless. Before him stood a mortal who bore such striking similarities to him that he almost thought he was imagining it all.
“Oh dear,” her soft voice brought him out of his thoughts. “I’ve been rambling again. Saying too much. I should go.” She turned and made to leave when his voice stopped her.
Turning to face him, she was greeted with a small, almost hopeful smile. “Will you stay?”
Y/N answered with a smile of her own and cocked her head to the side. “Are you sure?”
~ ~ ~
“Nat? Have you seen Y/N? I’ve checked her room but she’s not there.” Tony ran a hand through his hair. The last time he’d seen his daughter, she was sitting cross-legged on her bed with a book open.
“I passed her in the hall a little while ago,” the young Russian answered while studiously cleaning one of her numerous blades.
“Where was she headed?”
“Don’t know,” Nat murmured, squinting at the metal, “I didn’t think to ask.”
Sighing, Tony turned to Thor, who stood nearby, “you, Point Break, have you seen her?”
“Who is she?” Thor asked, a little confused. He had, as yet, not met anyone with the name Y/N.
“She’s my daughter.”
“You have a daughter Stark?!” Thor exclaimed, surprise colouring the words.
“Yes,” Tony answered with some exasperation, “and now I can’t seem to find her.”
“Relax Stark,” Thor clapped him on the shoulder, “we are in the air. She can’t have gone far.”
~ ~ ~
“So,” Y/N bit her lip and held the book a little closer, “can you really do magic? Or was that just the writer’s imaginations?”
Pride took over, “of course I can. Those mortals would never have had the mental capacity to think up something like that!”
Y/N smirked and inched a little closer to the glass that separated them. “Co-could you maybe show me?”
“I don’t do tricks!” There it was, the haughty tone of a royal.
Backing away from the glass, Y/N feigned defeat. “I apologise. I was wrong to ask something of you that you obviously aren’t ready for. My mistake.” Turning around, she grinned to herself and had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.
Stopping short, Y/N looked up and saw him standing in front of her. Her jaw hit the floor before she burst out laughing, much to his confusion.
“What is so funny?”
Taking a deep breath, Y/N composed herself and met his emerald gaze. “I played to your ego and that you would just love to prove me wrong.”
“My ego hmm?” A dangerous edge coated the words.
Nodding, Y/N answered. “Indeed.” She narrowed her eyes at him as he slowly moved closer. Unconsciously, her feet moved back the more he advanced and soon the cold glass was pressed against her back.
“You think you can play games with me little mortal?” Loki bent slightly and whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
“I thought you liked games,” Y/N barely managed to answer. Her breathing hitched as she felt him trace the side of her face lightly with one hand.
Loki opened his mouth to answer when a noise nearby caused him to pull away and disappear back through the glass.
Confused, Y/N blinked and looked behind her and saw him in the cell. “You could have escaped, why didn’t you?”
She never got an answer as the sound of approaching footsteps caused her to bolt.
~ ~ ~
Tony finally found her with her nose in a book, sitting quietly by the table by the main control hub for the hellicarrier. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was her favourite book, the one she took everywhere.
“There you are,” he didn’t bother to hide his relief.
“Mm?” Her mind was half in the book and half in reality.
“I was looking everywhere for you.”
“Well,” closing her book, Y/N turned to face her father. “Here I am.”
“Here you are indeed. Where were you all that time?”
Swallowing, Y/N looked her father in the eye. “I was on deck. I wanted to see what it looked like during the day. The last time I saw it was at night when you and the others went on that mission.” She fervently hoped she sounded convincing.
“I wander why the deck hands didn’t tell me you were there.”
Standing up, Y/N smiled up at her father, “they most likely didn’t know you were looking for me, otherwise I’m sure they would have notified me.” She didn’t know where this sudden ease at lying came from.
“Mmm, I suppose so.”
“Well, I’m gonna go and try and get some sleep.” Standing slightly on her tip-toes, Y/N kissed her father on the cheek.
“Ok kid, I’ll be in the lab if you need anything.”
Nodding, Y/N slipped from the room and headed to her quarters.
Watching her go, Tony smiled. Y/N was so different in so many ways and yet he wouldn’t have her any other way. She would always be his little girl, no matter how old she really was.
Try as she might, Y/N could not get to sleep. She tossed and turned for what felt like hours. Every time she closed her eyes, twin green orbs stared back at her. Her unanswered question didn’t make things any easier either.
Eventually giving up, she threw the covers aside and grabbing her book, she left the room, her body seemed to be on autopilot as she soon found herself heading down.
“You didn’t answer my question.” She saw no point in wasting any time.
Rising from where he had been sitting, Loki moved towards her and smirked. “You were the one that quite literally ran, not me.” His green eyes swept over her, she must have just woken up, her hair was tangled and her clothing had certainly seen smoother days.
Taking a step closer, Y/N sighed heavily.
“What is it?” His gentle tone drew her eyes to his.
“I lied to my Dad, twice.” Saying it seemed to lift a certain weight from her chest.
“That’s just it,” her e/c eyes were sad and tired. “I don’t know.”
“What was it about?”
Biting her lip, Y/N looked down at her book. “My Dad doesn’t know I’m down here. He’s asked me twice where I’ve been and twice I passed up on the truth.”
This made Loki curious. She had lied about being down here with him? Why would she do something like that? Yet, he couldn’t deny that it added a certain thrill to his situation. Why would she take risks for him when no one else did?
“Come now young one. You have managed to do something that only a few have managed to do.”
“Oh? And what might that be?”
“You snuck up on me. Before you even knew who I was.”
Y/N smiled and nodded, “yet you heard me.”
“This is really bothering you isn’t it?” Genuine concern laced his words and surprised even him. “Lying to your father?”
A short laugh escaped her. “We’ve only known each other a little less than a day and already it’s as if you can read my mind.”
“Some things don’t need a lot of time.”
It was something in the way he spoke those words that caught her attention and made her heart skip a beat.
~ ~ ~
“You may want to keep a closer eye on your daughter Tony,” Bruce remarked as he returned to the lab he shared with the former.
“How’d you mean?”
“Oh,” Bruce stopped by one of the computers and began entering data. “It’s just that on my way here, I saw her head down to the detention level where he is.”
This was enough for Tony. Practically leaping up from his workstation, he bolted from the lab.
After many twists and turns, the sound of voices floated out to him. One distinctly female.
“Maybe I should just tell him, you know.”
“Now where would be the fun in that?” The voice that answered was male and sent unpleasant shivers down Tony’s spine.
“You wouldn’t say that if you knew my father.”
“Something tells me you haven’t done this before.”
Tony heard Y/N laugh in response. “What? Lie? I’m proud to say that I have never done it before. I have never had cause to.”
“And suddenly you do?”
There was a pause before Y/N answered, so softly that Tony had to strain to hear. “I think so.”
Before her companion could answer, Tony stepped from the shadows and into the passageway.
~ ~ ~
“You,” Loki hissed as he spotted the newcomer.
Y/N, confused as to his sudden change in behaviour turned to face whoever it was. Her eyes widened and she felt all the blood drain from her face.
“Stay away from her,” Tony spoke as he moved closer.
“Dad, please-” Y/N stepped between them.
“He’s your father?” The words were whispered but held a dangerous amount of venom.
Turning her back on her father, Y/N swallowed as she met Loki’s hard emerald gaze. “Yes.”
Y/N recoiled almost instantly. Any kindness had vanished from the eyes that now glared down at her. “You lied to me. You said you never lied but you have. You are just like the rest of them. Weak, and useless.”
Shaking her head, Y/N fought back tears. “You don’t mean that.”
“Oh but I do,” a nasty grin contorted his features. “I mean every word.” It was with those words that he saw fear enter her eyes.
Y/N turned and ran, away from him and away from her father. For the first time in her life, she was truly afraid of someone. His ability to switch from genuine to threatening scared her.
She headed straight for her quarters and hurled herself into bed and cried until no tears came and sleep took over.
~ ~ ~
It was strangely satisfying watching his brother fall from view in the glass cell that he had occupied only minutes before.
Feeling rather pleased with himself, Loki turned to leave, when a sudden blast from his right sent him flying into the opposite wall.
Dazed and disorientated, he shook his head to clear it and slowly made his away out of the hole he had created, not sure if he had any significant injuries. Walking past the now-dead agent who was responsible for the previous blast, Loki started running in the direction of the nearest exit when a strange thought entered his mind, causing him to skid to a stop and change direction.
~ ~ ~
Y/N was woken by a soft knocking on her door. “I’m coming,” her voice was heavy with sleep. Getting up, she padded to the door and opened it only to retreat again.
“Y/N,” the way he said her name almost made her forget his previous words.
Shaking her head, she retreated as far as she could.
Loki used to believe that fear was a good thing, but as he saw it in her eyes, he knew he had never been more wrong. Gone was the sparkle he had grown used to, gone was the warm smile he was always greeted with.
“Don’t, please,” her voice was soft and she seemed to be cowering, as though he would lash out again.
“You’re finally afraid of me?”
Y/N nodded and looked down.
He should have been happy. But no such feeling came. “I was wrong.”
Those three words made her look up, “about what?”
“You’re not like the others of your kind.”
Y/N narrowed her eyes, what exactly was he playing at? “Loki, don’t say anything you don’t mean.”
“You said earlier that I never answered your question.”
“Don’t.” She sounded as though she was afraid of the answer.
“I had no answer at the time.”
“But you do now?”
The Silvertongued Prince nodded. “Yes.”
“Well,” Y/N wrapped her arms around herself, “what is it?”
Blinking, she stared at him. “What are you playing at? Why do you mock me so?”
“I do not mock you,” taking a deep breath, Loki edged closer, the scepter hanging forgotten in his hand. “You are the first being in this entire realm to look at me with something other than fear and loathing. You were the first to speak to me without fear or prejudice holding you back. You are braver than that whole team put together.”
Y/N had no idea what to say, she simply stood there and stared. “You really mean that?” She was relieved to find her voice again.
He moved closer until he was less than an arm’s length away. “I have never meant anything more in my entire life.”
“Hush,” he whispered as he gently lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers in a chaste kiss.
It took Y/N by surprise but she would have been lying to herself if she said she didn’t want it.
The two broke apart when their lungs demanded air.
“You had better go before they find you in here,” her e/c eyes sparkled mischievously and she grinned.
“Come with me,” he whispered but she shook her head.
“You know I can’t. My father would be furious.”
“I could deal with your father.”
“You will do no such thing,” she laughed and nudged him in the direction of the door. “Now go before they catch you.”
Turning to face her, he gently kissed her a second time and rested his forehead against hers. “Farewell then,” he moved to look her in the eye, “my Queen.”
“Farewell,” Y/N fought against the tears that threatened to fall, “my King.”
“I will return for you, I promise.”
Y/N smiled, never in her life had she believed someone more.