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Reader x Loki - Chapter One

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Ok this is moderately my true first romance fan fiction. I'm officially addicted to Loki and the rest of the Avengers bloody amazing @____@ Anyways, I would like comments and favourites and stuff pls . . .



You were walking down a dark alley at night when you first saw him, his sleek black hair and unforgettable smile. You had recently come from a bachelorette party and were somewhat tipsy, but that didn't stop your even drunker friends from stopping you from walking home alone when it was already so late, or early. Your friend's fiancé was extremely handsome and made you jealous of her, but after thinking of only hateful thoughts through most of your walk home you saw him, and he made you forget everything with one smile. Or what you thought was a smile. You were just about to walk out of the alley when your foot caught on the other and made to fall right into his chest, which felt quite firm, a good indication that he had decent muscles, maybe. The single thought of imagining this stranger without his shirt on instantly made you blush deeply, and you only blush more when you looked up to apologize and saw that perfect smile of his.
"Oh, uh . . . um" You stuttered, "Uh . . . H-Hi. I-I mean . . . Sorry 'b-bout that."
He still smiled, and replied; "I'll forgive you if you'd please step away from me"
Your face was almost as red as the Red Skull (don't ask how you knew about him) when you realized that you were still against his chest, "S-Sorry!" You stepped quickly back and around him, hurrying along your way home, not turning to look back at that mysterious, and very attractive, man.

You sighed in relief as you finally turned the corner to your house. You hadn't slowed down at all since your encounter with that man, and that was quite a few blocks away, and the sight of your home made you instantly slow down. "Thank the heavens I didn't come across that man again," You said under your breath, taking out your keys as you crossed your patio to your door, "and bless them if I never come across him again."
You unlocked the door and stepped inside, shutting the door behind you as you kicked off your killer heels, literally, they were killing your feet. Sighing, thinking of how much of a liar you were, even to yourself. You truly wouldn't mind seeing him again, maybe even longer than just stumbling upon him. You went upstairs to your on-suite bathroom, applying make-up remover and washing it off, then stepping into the shower to remove the perfume and hairspray you sprayed on earlier.

It's been well over 20 minutes since you entered the shower, your eyes were closed and your hair was stringy. You breathed the heated, damp air deeply, enjoying the feeling of the water drumming against your body and streaming down to your feet. You felt like a tree, soaking in the fresh rain that kept you going through the week. You wished that someday, you could be like a tree; only concentrating on breathing and taking each day nice and slow, but you knew well that that day would never come, not with your boss throwing whatever work possible at you. And your work wasn't normal, all because you weren't normal. You were an experiment against your will, and you were forced to work with other, newer experiments. You gritted your teeth and clenched your fists, leaning forward to turn off the shower. Once out, you wrapped your towel around your body and took another to dry out your hair as much as possible before you brushed it out. Wiping a circle out in the fogged mirror you stared at yourself, wondering why men never seemed attracted to you. Sighing heavily, you brushed out your hair and braced yourself for the cold air just beyond the door. As soon as you swung the door open, you nearly had a heart attack. There, right there, on your bed, lounging across your bed was that mysterious man. Placing a hand on your chest you breathed deeply, trying to calm yourself. The man stared at you, half-smiling as he waited patiently for you to gather your nerves.
"W-What are you doing here?!" You said exasperated after you finally gained some senses of what was occurring.
He simply shrugged, rolling over onto his back and entwining his hands behind his head, still half-smiling. "I have no idea who you are, but this is my house, and I would like you to leave, please." You said, glaring at him for lying on your bed.
He sighed contently, not moving, "Your door was unlocked so I took it as an open invitation."
You were about to lunge at him, but decided not to considering the fact you only had a towel to cover yourself, so you decided to continue your feeble attempts at getting him off your bed and out of your house. "Most people know better than to come into my house without an invitation, and as I recall I left you 10 blocks away from my house."
"10 blocks on my normal midnight stroll."
"Who the hell takes a 'stroll' around at midnight?! And I have never ever seen you walk past my house before!"
"People who enjoy the silence of night, and I've decided to walk on a different route."
"More like you decided to stalk me."
He sat up, smirking and staring daringly at you, making you instantly look anywhere but his eyes. "I wouldn't dare stalk a fair maiden such as yourself, it is as I said; a mere stroll and the convenience of an unlocked door."
He annoyed you, but you really didn't mind it, it was entertaining. Although you did act like he was your nemesis since the beginning of time. "Get out of my house" You growled, daring a glare straight into his eyes, his amazing eyes that made you hesitate on your attempt at looking angry.
"What if I don't?" He continued to smirk as he got off your bed and slowly walked up to you, stopping just a step away from being toe-to-toe, his eyes flashing down at your towel covered body for a brief second then resumed looking at your eyes daringly. "What would you do if I chose to stay here? You don't look like you're in the position to fight, well, unless you want to fight me in a more 'fun' way."
You blushed and stepped back, up against the wall. Of course he just had to point out your position, why wouldn't he have? You pointed it out to yourself as well. He stepped again, making you twitch and your nerves spike at the sudden closeness. He wasn't close enough that he could pin you against the wall without you kicking him where the sun don't shine, but he was close enough that you could almost feel his heated breath against your recently chilled skin. "P-Please leave," You said in a whisper, looking anywhere but him, "Or else you leave me no choice but to force you out."
"Ha," the corners of his mouth twitched in amusement, "Did I not just point out your disadvantage? Forcing me out of your house won't be as easy as you think."
He took another step forward, so close that both of your breaths heated what little space was between you and him. His hand lightly tugged playfully at the hem of your make-shift dress, as if he was tempting you to attack him so that he could make you see how easy it would be for him to bring you down. Or so that he had an excuse for whatever lewd things he was thinking about doing to you. You shut your eyes tightly as he leaned forward, his warm breath caressing your face. Your hands that were holding your towel in place tightened as you felt his face move slowly towards yours, and just as you braced yourself for his mouth to meet yours, his breath, his presence, his physical being, everything about him was gone except for the lingering memory of his heat.

That night you couldn't sleep. He haunted your dreams. It's as if when his breath washed across your face his being invaded your mind, leaving you drained of all feelings except for the need to feel his warmth again. You rolled over onto you side, keeping your soft blanket tight around you as you stared out your curtained window. A devastating thought shot through your soul like a .45 mm bullet from a magnum revolver, the kind you see in old western movies. You didn't even know who he was; all you had was the memory of his face. A mental picture that you swore to keep, even if it's been years since you encounter and you were married.
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woah! this is totally awesome, such wonderful detail! I like it.