A/N: I got the idea to write this while going through this book “Mother Goose Rhymes”. There were so many cute rhymes in there! ^^ Anyways, I got the idea once I read this particular one and couldn’t not write it. So, enjoy! Warnings: None As always, (Y/N) is Your Name, (h/c) is hair color, and (e/c) is eye color. Just wanted to clarify in case anyone was confused.
The library of the Avengers tower was quiet and empty, except for one person near the window. The sun was setting, the window catching the view perfectly. You were seated front and center of the large glass pane, a book in your hands and a content smile on your face.
You were snug as a bug, engulfed in a big leather armchair with a blanket covering your legs. Today was a relaxing day for you and the whole group of superheroes. Missions were taken care of and no alien threats or anything like that happened to pop up. You greatly took advantage of the day off to catch up on the novel you picked up a few days prior. A content sigh passed your lips, the smile never leaving your face while your (e/c) orbs traveled across the printed pages. Nothing could ruin this moment.
A sudden slam of the library door ripped through the silence and you jumped. Spoke too soon. You held back a sigh as your eyes remained glued to your novel. There was only one other person that visited the library often, and with that entrance, it only made you more certain on who it was. A grumble came from the person who reached the back of your chair after a couple of seconds, and without looking back you greeted them; “Hello, dear.” “That Thor.” Loki’s voice was now at your side, pacing by your chair with a scowl on his face. “Always messing around-” “ ‘Hello to you too, (Y/N).’ “ You imitated your boyfriend’s accent. He stopped his pacing to roll his eyes but still leaned down to peck you on the cheek.
Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee Resolved to have a battle,
"Sorry, love. My brother’s just been pushing my buttons lately.” You hummed, your own way of telling him you were listening. Also impressed with his use of expressions. You’ve been teaching his some throughout your relationship. You shifted in the armchair when Loki made way to sit with you. The chair was big enough to fit the both of you on it.
He wrapped his slender arms around your middle, leaning his chin on top of your head as you kept on reading. “I don’t see why he insists on playing jokes on me all the time,” he continued. “It’s like he wants me to cause a scene.” “He just wants to have fun, is all.” You put in your two cents, hoping to ease the god’s troubled mind. Instead, Loki scoffed. “I don’t see how vandalizing my helmet is fun. Annoying, yes. But fun?”
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee Had spoiled his nice new rattle.
“He drew all over it. In Sharpie!” You rose a brow, a thought coming to mind as he explained more of his story. Thor apparently drew all sorts of pictures on Loki’s helmet. Loki, as usual, confronted his brother only for a fight to break out.
You pursed your lips, mind now focused on trying to connect the stories in your head. There was a small mother goose rhyme you read not too long ago, that sounded a lot like the Asgardian brothers’ recent fight. It was in a book one of the team members had gotten you for Christmas last year with other rhymes inside, as they knew your love for things as such.
“I admit, I might’ve gotten a little heated. It almost resulted in a fight.”
“Almost?” You turned around in Loki’s arms, now even more curious.
Just then flew by a monstrous crow, As big as a tar barrel,
The raven-haired man nodded, “Romanoff came in at the last second and yelled at us.” He looked slightly embarrassed towards the end of his sentence as if Natasha’s fire actually scared him.
Which frightened both the heroes so, They quite forgot their quarrel.
“After that, I forgot what I really was angry about. Until I came here.”
A smirk began to stretch across your face as Loki finished his story. He caught the look on your face, furrowing his brows in confusion. “What is so amusing about this?”
You bit your lip, forcing yourself not to let that smile widen. “Oh, nothing. Just a thought.” Turning back around, you reached for your book again. "Why don’t you get a book and read with me?“
"I’m alright here.” Forgetting your prior amusement, a small blush warmed your cheeks as Loki hugged you tighter, resting his head near yours. The two of you carried on relaxing in the fleeting sun’s warmth and each other’s company.
Unable to hold it in any further, a giggle escaped you. “What is so funny!?” “Nothing!”
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! I really liked this idea, so it was fun to write. I’m glad I have the inspiration to write, it’s given me the courage to actually put my work out there. Finally. Anyways, I’m thinking maybe I should write more one-shots revolving around a mother goose rhyme. Any thoughts?