LOKI IS BACK~! A year and a month-ish has passed since you have saw him but then one coincidental need for doughnuts by Tony you have met Loki again, and this time you finally know his name.
_ I wrote this up right after I posted the last two so . . . sorry if I wasn't what you were expecting xP and don't worry you will get some Loki action right away.

Enjoy~

A month has passed since you agreed to work for Tony, and it has been one eventful month. Whether it was stopping him from chasing skirts or getting him out of a bar, Tony had been a handful. It was almost like babysitting a spoiled child, only much older, and much more spoiled. But at least the work distracted you from the man that still haunted your dreams. It has been a good year or so since you saw him, and it has been only a few hours since he has invaded your dreams. Why was he so unforgettable? You thought, leaving against the wall in the hall you were told to wait for Tony in, deep in thought for once again that man has appeared within your subconscious, the only difference was that that dream had felt so real and looked so vivid it was painful. Even just thinking back to it sent a throb to your brain, and the thought of him made your chest feel heavy as if something was smothering your heart.

"Ah, [name], there you are," You jumped at the sound of Tony speaking right beside you, having somehow made it to you without you noticing "You have those papers I asked for, right?"

"Yes sir," you said, patting the portfolio in your hands as the two of you began walking down the hall. You had no idea where you were going so you let Tony lead, which is what he would've done even if you had known.

"Perfect," He clasped his hands and rubbed them together, "If you could please hand them here."

"Of course," You handed him the folder, curious to what they were.

Earlier Tony had called you, informing you that he had left some important files at his home and told you to go get them and he made you promise to not read what was inside. Whatever this was, it apparently involved the government. He flipped through the file, and nodded to himself. You guessed he nodded because everything was there and right where he left it, or something along the lines. We passed several doors with important looking names, and it wasn't a few more doors later that we came to a stop.

"[name], I'm feeling a little peckish, mind going to go get me a doughnut?" Tony said, turning his head to stare at you.

"O-oh, um, ok sir," you said curious at the sudden need for a snack.

"Wait for me at the front desk when you come back," he said then added, "I shouldn't be too long."

He continued walking down the hall, leaving you standing there dazed. Glazed, you thought instantly, I could really go for a glazed doughnut.

You were driving along the road, unaware of where you were going, but for some reason your hands knew exactly where you were going. As you zoomed down the roads you finally pulled over to one of those famous doughnut shops. You instinctively got out of your car and locked the doors as you walked up to the sidewalk. But then something caught your attention. A dark figure lurked in the alley just one small building down. You were contemplating whether or not you should check it out. You stood there hesitant as people walked passed you, staring at you like you were crazy. You took a deep breath and finalized your decision; you were going to go see who was there. Clearly no one else noticed the figure but you, so maybe it was meant for you. You felt your heart tug at itself as you stepped closer to the alley, you felt like you were going to collapse within yourself before you made it to the alley so you concentrated on matching your breath with your footsteps. A chill ran through your spine and your stomach practically twisted within you as you stepped into the shade of the alley, but you kept walking, despite the feelings that were telling you to leave. You swallow loudly was you went in deeper, passing a closed garbage bin to where you believed to have seen a figure before, but it was gone.

Heaving a sigh, you fisted your hands and placed them on your hips. Dragged into a disgusting by paranoia, how lame. You turned to walk away, only to walk right into some person you didn't know that had snuck up behind you. "O-oh, I-I'm sorry . . ." You said looking up to the victim of your klutziness, then gasped stepping back from that smile that haunted your every sleeping second.

"That's the second time you've done that to me," the man smirked, and then added, "You owe me."

"S-Sorry," You said, still staring at him with wide eyes as if you couldn't believe your eyes, "I-I do that to a lot of people."

His smirked enchanted you as it widened, "More talkative I see, as far as I recall you were threatening to throw me out of my house a year ago."

You were lost for words, how could you possibly reply to that? He chuckled at your silence, "Clearly not as talkative as I have thought."

You began stammering, trying to say something but were completely brain dead. His hand came up and grabbed your chin, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. His eyes that stared down at you were unbelievable and just staring into them your face heated up. "So cute," he whispered, clearly enjoying your reaction, "for a human," he added making you blink.

"What, do you mean, for a human?" you whispered just as quietly.

"Have you not yet noticed I am not from this world?" you couldn't help but stare at his lips as he talked, "I am Loki, the god of mischief from a place far from here."

A god? You opened your mouth to say something, but closed it realizing you had nothing to say. For some reason you had a weird habit of coming across people who were completely different from others, take Tony for example; he is Iron Man. Loki took a step forward, bringing his face closer to yours, and if you hadn't instinctively stepped back you were sure his lips would have been attached to yours. He stepped back; his previously amused face had melted into a scowl. He clearly wasn't impressed that you had once again stopped him from doing what he wanted, even if the last time he was the one that had left. Tony, you instantly thought, quickly swinging up your arm to look at your watch before realizing you were gone much longer than Tony expected you to be gone. "I-I'm sorry, I-I really have to go." You shuffled passed Loki, trying your best to not look back.

You stood in the now much longer line-up in the doughnut shop, people who were either on coffee break, or were getting off work, were lined up to get their coffees and muffins. It took a couple more minutes until you made it to the cashier. You didn't mind it taking longer than it should have, but Tony wouldn't. You just wanted to be in here longer to make sure Loki wasn't out there when you left. The thought of him sent a twang through your heart, making you decide it was best that you didn't think of him. You ordered a dozen doughnuts, 4 were chocolate glazed, 4 were the simple glazed ones, and the other 4 were chocolate dipped. 12 doughnuts seemed a lot for just two people, but one of those people is Tony, so you figured none would go to waste. Taking the box of doughnuts and placing them in the passenger seat of your car, you grabbed a napkin and took that glazed doughnut you thought you wanted earlier, but now you really didn't feel like eating it, even though you ate it anyways. You were quite happy to be on the road back to where you left Tony, hoping that he wasn't too angry about you being gone for well over half an hour.