Loki x Reader: Into the MCU

Chapter 27: The Library

Loki just smirked, glancing to the floor behind you.

"You might want to pick up that scroll, Darling. It's thousands of years old."

"Oh my gosh," you mumbled, quickly scooping it up and returning it to the shelf. "I was being careful with it until you came along."

"Yes, you seemed devoted enough to it that you'd sentence a friend to hell."

"When that supposed friend has been hiding all day, making me look all over for him, I'd say he deserves it."

"That eager to see me?" he smiled.

"I needed to ask you something that's all."

"And here I was thinking you missed me."

"Can you give the others a tour of Asgard?" you asked abruptly, ignoring his comment.

His face turned into a scowl.

"I'm going to presume you're joking, Darling."

"Oh come on, you gave me one!"

"That's different, it's you," he fired back, "I mean, I owed you," he clarified.

"And you owe them."

"I owe them nothing!" he hissed, his anger seeming greater when echoing throughout the chamber.

You just stared at him with an "are you serious?" look on your face. Loki glared back before angrily storming off out of sight.

"Hey!" you called out, walking determinedly over to find the stairs. You were up on the balcony a few seconds later, stomping into a beautiful room you assumed was the one Loki had retreated to. You found him lounging in a big chair by a very large fireplace, his nose in a book.

Let's try a nicer approach than usual, you thought, walking over and taking the second large chair across from him.

"So...it's um...it's a nice fireplace," you said.

He glanced up briefly with a confused look, as if wondering why you weren't arguing with him and why you were talking about random things. He seemed to catch on, rolling his eyes and looking back at his book.

"So, I'm getting the 'good guard' treatment today, am I?"

"That obvious huh?" you asked, assuming 'good guard' was Asgard's version of 'good cop'.

"You have yet to punch or insult me," he noted.

"To be fair, I only punch you when you start it."

"And here comes the transition to how 'You technically started it this time too, so I should punch you. Blah blah blah, emotional pep-talk'" he mocked in a whiny imitation of your voice. There was something very amusing about hearing Loki talk in a way other than how he usually does, and you couldn't help laughing.

"I do not sound like that!"

"You most certainly do," he argued, though he was no longer scowling.

"Ooo, I'm Loki, I'm going to go around pretending I don't like your emotional pep-talks and follow every other line with a smirk and sassy comment, thinking I look cool when doing it," you mocked right back in your Loki impersonation.

"Don't I, Darling?"

"Well, fine, you may look cool, but that's not the point."

The two of you were smiling now. 

Operation Good Cop is a success.

"Don't take the credit, I'm just a forgiving god," he said, reading your thoughts, or more likely your expression.