I kicked at the sidewalk, staring darkly at the cracked cement like it was the reason Loki left. 'Why?' I whisper, as I continue to glare coldly at the ground, 'why did he drag me along like that?' I feel a tear run down my cheek, quickly reaching up and wiping it away. I sigh deeply, lifting up my head to figure out where my feet had taken me.

I felt a sharp pang in my chest, I was at the café, our café. I shifted my feet, almost turning to leave before something catches my eye. A man with dark hair, brushed back away from his face, he was wearing a scarf, and a dark green suit.

'Loki?!' I gasp, turning towards the man, he was seated at the table we always sat at, a warm smile spread across his lips as he stared at a young women across from him. I briefly shook my head, realising it was an ordinary man. My chest hurt, watching the man lean forward and kiss his date. 'Why cant that be me and Loki?' I whisper, trudging forward and sinking into one of the chairs outside the café.

I rock my head back, staring up at the starry sky. I started to chew the inside of my cheek, my thoughts flowing back to the raven god that had stolen my heart… 'Oh hey Steve!' a perky voice made me snap back into reality, jerking my head forward and opening my eyes up to stare at Mary, a friend I had made while making frequent visits to this place. 'So no Loki?' Mary asked as she looked around, gently tapping her pen against the pad in her hands. I bit my lip, not wanting to talk about that subject. Mary turned her gaze back on me, seeing the pain in my face she quickly shook her head, 'ok well what can I get for you?' Mary exclaimed as she smiled brightly at me, trying to get me to smile back.

My thoughts once again wander, I remember the day we first met….

'Ok here you are sir! A soy latte with extra cream, and pancakes with syrup and fresh berries' the waitress smiled brightly down at me, handing me my drink and breakfast. I gave her a nod and smiled back 'thanks Ma'am.' She giggled 'please call me Mary, have a nice breakfast' she gave me a gentle wave and headed of, taking some other customers order. I watched her for a little while, she was cute, happy, nice. 'Suppose she has to be nice, part of the job' I mumble, going back to my sketching. I had been drawing the Stark tower for half an hour now, the design was interesting to me. I would never tell Tony this but, I like his taste. I chuckle, if I told Tony that he wouldn't let me forget it.

I reach over grabbing my cup and bringing it back to my lips. I blow gently to cool it, taking a small sip and placing it back on the table. I stare down at my drawing, feeling proud at my artwork.

'You seem so calm, drinking your midgardian beverage and sketching that awful tower' a voice spoke, my head snapped up and I was staring at Loki, god of mischief, my enemy. I didn't react, blinking once and just staring at him. 'What? Cat got your tongue?' he smirked, his eyes scanning down my body. 'L-Loki?! What are you doing here? I ask, sitting upright as I narrow my eyes at the god.

Loki tilted his head to the side, staring at me with a serious look on his face. 'You need not be afraid of me mortal, I am not your enemy anymore, I have been sent to earth to pay for my sins' he grimaced and looked away. 'My brother has banished me, I am to serve the humans until he deems me worthy of returning home' Loki faced me again, 'So I came to the avengers, figured I'd start there' he partially shrugged, just as Mary, the waitress returned.

'Here you go sir, one earl grey tea' she smiled down at Loki, placing his drink in front of him. Loki gave her a half nod, watching her movements as she walked inside the café. 'Anyway.. I thought I'd come to you first, since you are the captain' Loki said as he lifts his tea to his lips, taking a brief sip, then slowly places his cup back down on the table. The whole time I just watch him, unsure whether to make a move and defend myself, or to just stay seated and see where he plans on taking this.

I shift in my seat, deciding to stay and listen to him. 'So, you aren't here for revenge, or another attempt at destroying the planet?' I ask as I place my sketch pad back on the table. Keeping my eyes locked on Loki. 'No, although that doesn't mean I'm here in a peaceful way' Loki gave me a harsh look, 'I don't want to be here, serving you pathetic creatures, but I have no choice' Loki sighed and looked down at his hands 'until I have paid my dues, I am stuck here, without any powers.' Loki groaned softly, lifting his head up to stare at the sky 'until my brother thinks I have learnt my lesson' he muttered.

I chew on my lip, wondering if he was tricking me. Loki lowered his head, eyes locking with mine. I couldn't help but notice how green they are. I shake my head, he is the enemy don't think those types of thoughts…

I sigh, 'ok well, you're going to serve us then? To repay us? That may take awhile, since you destroyed half of New York last time you where here.' Loki snorted, taking another sip of his tea. 'Well how hard could it be? You midgardians are so easily pleased, I simply have to figure out what each of you want and bingo I'm out of here' his lips curved into a playful smirk, he was obviously trying to persuade me. I keep a straight face, my eyes scanning his body and facial features for any sign of trickery. 'I'm being utterly honest with you captain, if you do not believe me then ask my brother, he is in the Stark tower now speaking to the man of iron about it' Loki gave me an innocent smile, cocking his head to the left.

I stare bewildered at him, this man really was the god of mischief, he could fool any man with a few words from his silver tongue and a couple of body movements. This man could even fool me, for I found myself fighting the urge to smile, the corners of my lips twitching as I quickly hide the oncoming smile by drinking my latte. 'Well, if you insist, although you are going to have to prove it' I say as I look at him, the innocent look gone, replaced by a proud smirk. 'Oh of course, well I guess we could chat? That is what you humans do to gain trust yes?' he asked as he leaned forward slightly, taking my fork and scooping up some of the fresh berries from my pancakes, sliding the fork casually into his mouth.

I couldn't fight the urge as I lick my lips, watching as Loki licked the fork clean of the sticky syrup and berry juices. Loki had noticed my interest, a grin beginning to form on his face. 'Yes I suppose we do, well we could talk about the ground rules of this arrangement?' I say as I manage to tear my eyes away from the god in front of me, looking upwards towards Stark tower.

'Steve?'

Why was he making me feel this way? I may be a super soldier but even I am not immune to his god like powers, or maybe he isn't using powers, maybe I am just attracted to him? No, impossible, he is the enemy, it would never work.

'Uh.. Steven?'

A hand was gently shaking me out of my sub-conscious, pulling me back to reality. 'Would never work…' I mutter as I shake my head, looking up to Mary. 'Pardon? Steve are you ok? Did something happen between you and Loki?' she looked down at me with concern filled eyes, her hand resting on my shoulder. I take in a deep breath, my chest feeling heavy after that sudden flashback. I gave Mary a weak smile, 'yeah it's fine, I'm fine, honest' I lied, it wasn't fine, and I wasn't fine. I got up from the seat, giving Mary another half hearted smile, and I left.

I don't know how long it was before I decided to go back home, maybe it was the sudden downpour of rain that made me decide I had walked long enough. Or maybe it was the constant parade of couples rushing past, huddled under their umbrellas in an attempt to keep warm and dry, that made me want to roll myself up in my sheets and sleep away the pain. The pain of losing the only thing that made me feel whole inside, the pain of realising the past 6 months have been a total lie, the pain of having to come home to a house full of constant reminders of the man I gave my heart to.

The phone rang constantly throughout the night, messages were left, mostly from Clint, the only one that had seen me after I read the note left by Loki. I didn't sleep much, Thor must have been out having a rage, thunder and lightning were having a fight to the death outside. Loki had broken his promise, the promise he made to all of us, to me. I buried my head deep into my pillow, wishing I could stop thinking about him, stop caring so much, but I can't.

So I stay like this, in this pitiful state, curled up on my side, hugging my pillow to my chest, thinking non stop about Loki, my Loki. For even if he does not want me, he will forever be the man I fell in love with. Forever.