I lay in my room again today except now it is night and I am tired. Using my power on Loki took a lot out of me, and my wrist still hurt from when Loki was holding. How can he be that strong? Oh wait God, that's right. Anyways Bruce told me there was a bruise on my wrist, he sounded like he was trying not to get to angry.
Loki, he kept running in my mind. He was really handsome I must say, I won't deny it. There's just something about him though, he intrigues me. It drives me crazy! Ugh! Maybe I'll just sleep it off.
Natasha helped me earlier; she helped lead me around the room telling me where everything was. I guess she was being nice; she even sat out a grey tank top and black pajama bottoms for me to wear. I wore them, the tank top I could tell clung to me tightly.
I laid in a ball, breathing gently. I felt like someone was in here. I stopped my breathing. But I could still hear breathing.
"Who is in here?" I asked quietly, well more like whimpered out. I heard a chuckle and stiffened, hands out in front of me body tightened up.
"My means are not to harm you." Loki said in a smooth voice. His voice was by me, but I couldn't tell where.
"Loki? How did you get out?" I asked quietly. He could hurt me. I knew that.
"It was easy, what S.H.E.I.L.D. is looking at is a projection of me. Leaving my projection in the cell, I left." He replied.
"And you came here? To my room. Why?" I asked I was really confused. I tilted my head.
"I needed somewhere to rest. I know you won't tell, I found that out today." I narrowed my eyes.
"Prove it to me that you just to sleep. Give me your hand." I said and laid my hand out in front of me.
"If that is the condition." I felt his hand on mine, it was still cold. His true intensions were to sleep. Visions of him staying up for days appeared in my head. How he felt showed He was truly tired. I pulled my hand away.
"Alright, but why did you choose me? And why?" I asked scooting over in the bed I felt a weight on the side I once laid on. I felt the covers lift and I laid down next to him.
"Because, I know you do not judge another trait of yours I found out today. And I know you would not go to Fury and tell, if you truly knew I was tired. You are the type of person who helps people in need." He concluded I nodded. Damn, I'm kind of regretting letting him pick through my mind. What else did he find?
"Alright, well goodnight Loki." I said closing my eyes.
"goodnight." He replied.
Yeah I can't sleep, with him next to me. You could practically feel the awkwardness of the situation in the air. And I was completely uncomfortable. I could tell he was awake too, his breathing never calmed down. His hands grabbed my arms, I tensed,
"What are doing?" I whimpered. Tensing a bit.
"I am just getting us both comfortable." He replied as if it was casual.
"Well, alright.." I replied all I know was my head was on his bare chest along with my arm, and his hand was on my waist, our legs were intertwined. I smiled this was more comfortable.
"Is this not more comfortable?" He asked I could tell he was smiling in victory. He knew I was comfortable.
"No this is really comfy." I said and snuggled into him. He tightened his grasp on me as I did so. And the awkwardness was gone.
For some odd reason lying in Loki's arms that night, I felt safe. Even if it was in the arms of the enemy.
When I woke up, he was no longer in my bed, I frowned in disappointment. Wait I'm disappointed?...
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