Young God | L. Laufeyson

31. Yearning

"Captain America? Have I seen him before somewhere?" A confused frown is left on Aurora's face as she stares at his image on the screen which is next to Voltricity's. Happy grows nervous at the many triggers that happen to be everywhere today and he texts Tony about it.

"Can you believe that?? These are the same people from the forties!"

"I don't understand..."

"Well, both war heroes disappeared shortly before the Second World War ended, they sacrificed their lives for the nation. Then, suddenly, they showed up at the invasion again and everyone assumed someone else took on the mantle of Captain America and Voltricity. Now it is proven that they are still the same person, isn't that crazy?"

"Holy shit, it is." Aurora agrees with big eyes, staring at the screen where they reveal the heroes' exposed faces at their last mission. Both, Steve and Evelyn, seem to feel uncomfortable and the auburn-haired girl sighs. "I feel bad for them. Now they lost their low profile and can say goodbye to their privacy."

"True, this must suck." Matt realizes and glances at Aurora after lowering the volume of the TV. "Anyways, I wanted to ask if you've got time tomorrow after work."

"Yep, I do! Why?" She nods whilst eating the cake and he scratches the back of his neck, becoming suddenly a bit nervous. They know each other for two months now and honestly, he has grown to adore her since the moment she smiled at him for the very first time. Yet, he didn't want to rush it and wanted to give her time to adjust due to her memory loss.

"Well, this great Italian restaurant has just recently opened. Wanna try it out?"

Now Aurora lifts a brow and tilts her head. "You mean as a date?"

"Uh, yes." Matt nods to her surprise and Aurora gulps, she actually hasn't considered him as a possible date candidate. He is a decent guy with great humor and a goofy smile, also handsome too. Nothing objects this idea, there is no logical reason against it. But why does it feel so wrong?

"What? A date???" Pure shock is mirrored on Happy's face and he receives the attention of both, Matt and Aurora frown at his interference.

"Problem with that, dude?" Matt wants to know and Happy fakes a smile, returning to his phone to let Tony know after shaking his head.

Happy: Is she allowed to date??

Tony: Jesus, let her live.

"So?" The blonde waiter looks at Aurora and after weighing the possible options of how the date could end, she shrugs. What could possibly go wrong?

"Sure, why not?" Despite the uncomfortable feeling in her stomach, she agrees and Matt's face brightens up. He doesn't notice her hesitation and just solemnly focuses on her choice.

"Cool! I'll pick you up at eight."

***

A little smile appears on Loki's lips as he reads through Aurora's little diary, filled with her adventures and drawings. He knows how wrong it is to read the notebook without her permission but on days like these, the God of Mischief just misses her too much to endure the time without her. Currently, Loki almost smirks at the page that is just dedicated to him, the mystery that he had given her.

Loki is a fucking asshole and I'm so fucking mad at him
The worst is that I've never been mad at someone (I think) but this guy manages to make me want to hit his stupid head with a bat
Wait, no, I take that back, that'd be very mean and probably not nice

It amuses him just to imagine how her little face almost received the color of her hair in anger whilst writing this, he could picture the little wrinkle on her nose and her clenched teeth. Continuing the pages, Loki eventually faces the drawing of his own mother and astonishment spreads on his face. He didn't know that Aurora had drawn Frigga and the sketch pains him, bringing back old memories.

As this is the last written page, he closes the notebook and his thumb runs over the yellow star that Aurora made for Ophelia, a reminder of how the two of them bonded. Hopefully, he can meet her again one day. What is she doing? Is she safe? Is she well? Many unanswered questions run through his raven-haired head and he misses her smile and the bright light that she always carried with her.

She is his as he is hers.

"Alright, who wanna talk to me?!" Someone interrupts Loki's thoughts and he looks up, standing up from his chair in the alien pub.

His time in space has not always been pleasant, sometimes it got pretty rough to survive but as the God of Mischief, his sorcery aided him to get through. Loki adjusted quickly to the system in the galaxy though and it was quite chaotic and messy- exactly his specialty.

Besides, it isn't his first time out of Asgard.

Passing the different life forms, Loki makes his way to the big table of the superior travelers in the pub, the regular patrons of this famous bar and meeting place. The whole planet is filthy, an unimportant place for the universe but significant for all the criminals and thieves. And for providing information.

"Me." Loki's clear voice echoes through the suddenly silent place, all eyes attached to him. With confidence, the Frost Giant reaches the table and doesn't even flinch as he meets some nasty faces of the men group. Disgusting. "I am Loki Laufeyson of Jotunheim."

"What do y'a want?" The boss of the group asks with mistrust in his voice but Loki still keeps his chin up. Presence is important, it shows how powerful you are, or at least how mighty you appear to be. And it is his best weapon.

"I know who you are. And I'm here for her, for Aurora. She is in great danger." Loki informs the Ravager and the blue alien's cold mask drops, revealing a rather concerned man.

"What's with my little 'Rora?"

A/N- A little cameo from my other Bucky fanfic ;) Check it out if you haven't! If you have questions about the timeline, feel free to ask!