This is the first time I've written in a while, but I wanted to do something different. So, I've read a bunch of these, and they're reader x someone one-shot collections. This is my Avengers One-shot Collection. Loki, Natasha, Thor, Clint, Steve, Bucky, Pietro, Wanda, Bruce, and Tony are included. This one is Loki X Reader. Y/N means your name and YHC means your hair color.
Y/N ran down the halls of the Avengers Tower, her YHC hair covering her face. Tears streamed down her face as she remembered what she saw in her bedroom. Her husband, Thor Odinson, was kissing Jane, her sister, on the mouth.
Y/N was going to tell Thor something important. She had cancer. The young woman was dying and now her husband was sucking face with her sister. Things couldn't have gotten any worse.
As the woman ran through the halls, she ran into her brother in law, now a member of SHIELD. The dark haired man was taken by surprise, then held onto the sobbing woman that he took close to his heart.
"Whatever is the matter, Y/N?" The young god questioned, concerned for his only friend.
Y/N struggled for words, for thinking about what she saw only upset her more. She didn't speak as she dragged her brother in law to her room, where things between her husband and sister had only gotten more heated.
Jane's arms were wrapped around Thor's waist, slowly pulling his shirt over his head, still,kissing him on the mouth. Thor's hands were...never mind. Your mind can fill in the gaps, but either way, both were wrapped around eachother, slowly moving toward the bed.
Loki placed his hand over his mouth, rage filling his eyes. The pair still hadn't noticed Y/N and the young god of mischief.
"What the bloody hell is going on?!" Loki shouts, getting the attention of Thor and his mistress.
The two break apart, Thor stuttering and tries to explain himself while Jane sits on the bed, staring at the floor.
"You don't need to explain anything, Thor. You love my sister, so you can have her. It's not like we're going to be married for that much longer anyway," Y/N interrupts, no longer caring about her sister and husband's affair. All she cared about was the fact that her days were numbered. She was going to live it up while she could.
TO BE CONTINUED...
So, what'd you think? First X Reader story on ...I think.
