You're in Asgard, dating Thor. You adore him. He's muscular, a hero, handsome, everything. He's showing you around, and mentions his brother. "My brother, Loki, is in his chambers. I wouldn't bother him, he's depressed." You've heard of Loki before. He destroyed New York. 'Awesome.' You think. "Hey, it's getting pretty dark, I'm going to go get some sleep." You say. "Alright, see you tomorrow." He says as he hugs you and kisses the top of your head. You walk toward your bedroom, but don't go in it. Your bedroom is next to Loki's. 'Maybe I'll pay him a visit.' You think. You walk to the door of his room, and knock. You're not sure what to expect. He opens the door and smiles evilly. He's a lot more handsome than you thought. He had long, slicked back black hair, bright green eyes, pale skin, and black, gold, and green armor. But, of course you knew this. You fangirled over him. He just looked much better in real life. "Beverly." He says in the sexiest voice, ever. "I've heard a lot about you. Please, come in." You walk into his room and sit on his bed. "Has Thor told you about me?" You ask. "Oh, yes. He never shuts up about you." You blush. "Although, you're a lot more beautiful than I thought. I approve of your shirt." He nods at your Loki shirt. "Oh, where did my coat go?" You wonder. You had put it on to hide your shirt from Thor. "Oh, don't worry about that. You won't be needing it." He smiles that evil, sexy smile.