"Water Fight" – Avengers (and Loki) x Reader ~ Chapter 1
You were comfortably lying on the couch, attempting to keep cool in the ridiculous summer heat.
"TONY!" you yelled, too exhausted to even move from the couch. A disgruntled Tony called back but between the thick walls of the tower and your own physically drained state, you were unable to completely understand his whining. You groaned softly, opting to roll from the cushioned couch onto the cool, tiled floor. The continuous beeping of the alarm of the fridge suddenly reached your ears. "Thor stay out of the fridge!" you called, rolling from your stomach to your back. Damn, there weren't enough cool tiles in all of Stark Tower to keep you cool at this rate.
"But Lady (Name) –" he started.
"No 'buts' Thor! Everything in there will go off if you just stand in front of it with the door open!" Thor let an exasperated sigh escape his lips before closing the fridge. Well… he would have considered it closing the fridge, everyone else would have thought it to be an attempt to rip the door from its hinges.
When the blonde Asgardian finally walked into your line of sight, you were sure your already hot face turned an even darker shade of red. He was completely shirtless, a very fine layer of sweat made his muscles stand out even more than they already did, and he was also wearing a pair of Mjolnir boxers, which finished the picture perfectly.
"Must you make your gawking so evident, (Name)?" Loki's voice growled. Your (e/c) eyes drifted to the raven haired man. He was wearing a loose fitting black singlet shirt and thin, green cargo pants,
"Jealous…?" you sang. The little attempt at teasing you could manage didn't seem to impress him. Loki stopped in his tracks and his head snapped towards you, you couldn't quite read his expression, but it quickly passed as the snarky prince left your sight, heading toward the fridge. Has no one on Asgard heard of power bills, or curdled milk? Thor had by this time claimed your seat on the couch and was flicking between television shows. At least he was learning about Earth technology, albeit slowly.
"Why is there never anything of substance to watch on this Vision of Tele?" Thor commented, allowing the remote to drop from his hand.
"Because it's daytime TV Thor, a time for soap-operas and infomercials…" Natasha said, walking through the lounge room with an unhappy and tired looking Clint not too far behind. They were both wearing dark, tight fitting singlets, the only difference between the two was that Natasha's had a higher cut, showing off her stomach (though, you were sure you had seen Clint in a shirt like that when he had gotten drunk one night with Tony.). "Where is Stark? We need to talk about this stupid tower of his breaking down every other minute…" she grumbled.
"Downstairs with Steve and Bruce trying to fix the air-con… I think…" you said.
"You'd think that having two supposed geniuses would speed up the process a little…" she grumbled, heading out of the room.
"You'd think so, but no." the red head laughed and continued on her way.
A rumbling from above you sparked a glimmer of hope, could it be? You sat up, willing it to be true. Had Tony really fixed the air conditioner!? An almost metallic coughing echoed from the vents followed by fast clicking and then a sound that mimicked a small explosion.
"GOD DAMN IT!" Tony cursed, this time he was loud enough for you to hear him clearly. You quickly slipped back down onto the tiles.
"Why did the air conditioner have to die today of all days?" you whined,
"Come now (Name)! You should not have such a negative outlook on this!" Thor boomed, a large grin covering his face.
"Honestly, only you could see the 'good' in this situation." Loki commented as he returned to the room with a bowl full of ice. He sat down, took a small block of ice and held it against his temple. "Is it always so ridiculously hot on this lowly planet…" you chose to ignore Loki's comment, and instead focused on the ice in his hands. You rolled back onto your stomach, your chin resting comfortably on your hands.
"Hey, Loki…" you called with a smile. His green eyes met yours before he let out an irritated sigh and handed you the bowl. You gave a small cheer, "Thank you!" your eyes drifted from the bowl of ice to the raven-haired man. "Milord," your emphasis on the word made Loki smirk. Thor's reaction however showed that he was less than pleased.
"You should not encourage him (Name)." the blonde warned. You scoffed,
"I'm sure one little word won't inflate his ego that much…" Thor gave you a sceptical look, you rolled your eyes and threw a small cube of ice at the Thunder God, which hit him directly between the eyes.
"That was not very smart…" Loki said, retrieving his bowl of ice as the older brother stood up, a playful smile tugging at his lips.
You laughed hysterically as Thor flung another bowl full of water towards you, which you just managed to dodge. After the freezer had run out of ice for you to fling at each other, you both opted for water. He had managed to hit you a few times, as you did him, but most of the water ended up over the floor. You slipped on said water, losing your balance for a moment, a moment Thor took full advantage of, launching another water assault directly into your face. It took a while to regain your vision and physical composure.
"You. Are. SO. Dead!" you yelled with a smirk, throwing what water you had left at the blonde.
You gasped loudly as the water you threw at Thor passed by his head and hit Loki. Your muscles tensed as the God of Mischief's intense glare met yours. The older brother let out a hearty laugh, before turning to you and pulling you from the room,
"Best we leave, (Name), I have seen that look before, and it is far from good!" again Thor laughed loudly as you both attempted to hide from Loki.
You entered one of the lower levels and found most of the other Avengers either lazing around or trying to fix the busted air conditioner. Between the humid heat within the tower, your own exhaustion and the running you had just done, you wanted to just collapse right then and there. However, the threat of a pissed off Loki played at the back of your mind. Clint, Steve and Natasha were sitting on a large, plush couch and looked at you both, obviously confused from your dishevelled appearances.
"What happened to you two…?" Natasha asked, standing as if readying herself for an attack.
"Loki…" Thor huffed, as you stumbled forward sheepishly and fell back onto Clint and Steve's laps, to tired too care that Steve went a little red from the surprise contact. Clint on the other hand seemed content to poke your cheek and unknot then plait your damp hair,
"Save me from the pissed off prince!" you called to no one in particular. Thor, Clint and Steve's laugher filled the room while Natasha simply rolled her eyes. "Hey! Don't give me that look," you pointed at the red head, making her laugh. Everything seemed to be in a daze, probably a mix of the hot temperature and your hyperactive antics before,
"Have you been drinking, because you seem…"Steve started, stopping for a moment to contemplate the rest of his sentence,
"Off your face!" Tony called from the distance.
"I'm not-" You turned your head, attempting to see where he was exactly, but the jagged movement combined with the instability of Steve and Clint's laps caused you to tumble to the ground. Raising your upper body from the ground, you continued. "I don't think I'm drunk…"
Suddenly a droplet of water hit the top of your head. Your brows furrowed and you looked up, thinking a pipe was broken. Nothing… There was only a bare ceiling, and yet, another drop of water hit your head. Just as you were about to ask Tony how his 'sophisticated' towers plumbing managed to break, ice cold water hit you.
It felt like you were drowning for an instant, your entire body was covered in the freezing cold water, it stung like thousands of needles prickling your exposed skin, and made you gasp loudly. Once the deluge ceased, you were left completely drenched. Your (h/c) hair stuck to your face and shoulders, your (colour) tank top clung unnaturally close to your skin, and you were also rather cool, though compared to the other side effects the latter was a god send than everything else. Natasha was trying to hold back her laughter, as was Bruce, and, as for Tony… well… he had no issue showing his delight in your situation. You sighed and pulled your wet hair from your eyes too look around, Thor had received the same punishment as you, only the water that covered him though appeared to be far hotter than your own because his skin was bright red, and poor Steve and Clint had been casualties in your downpour.
Loki stepped through the door, a cool smirk covering his features. It took all your mental strength to stop yourself from getting up and slapping that smile from his face.
"How did you-" a green glow enveloped Loki's hand, cutting off your sentence. Just great… you had thought his magic had been sealed… apparently not…
"You know what this means, don't you?" Clint said with a wide grin, standing and looking directly at Loki. Everyone turned their gaze to him expectantly. "WAR."