yaaay chapter thirteen~! (and I can't spell todaaay~!) Q.Q anyways, I've started to role-play again and it has stretched my mind helping me get out of Dr Writersblock's trap xDI hope you enjoy this, also, I will take any suggestions to what you want to happen or something like that. Just note me or leave it in a comment :3
Hours passed, but now you were halfway done the first paper from the enormous pile of papers from Tony. For the twentieth time 'cat' has appeared, making you sighed, you told yourself you would get it later but every time you saw the word it made you cringe. The sky was turning into a pale blue that you knew would turn to various colours before fading to a clear black with sparkling stars. You were done for the day, you felt that it was unfair that Tony made a list of things for you to get while you were in a hospital for five months. You were occupied with your thoughts of frustration when suddenly you found yourself at your front door, staring straight into a nicely written note. Taking the note, opening the door, and hauling all of the things you've gotten for Tony down into the basement. You had to read over the note five times, three times because you kept getting distracted by the writing, and two times to comprehend that was written. The note clearly stated that you had an outfit for you on your bed and that you had to be at a fancy restaurant in two hours. At the bottom of the note was Loki's name written so beautifully that you couldn't stop staring at the details.
Tearing your eyes away from his name you went upstairs and found a long silk Chinese dress that was black with green and gold embellishments lying across your bed. iHe really likes those colours/i, you thought after gaping at the beautiful dress. Beside the dress were some flats that matched the dress, along with a black sequin clutch and a black feathered boa. iThere's no way I'm going to wear that boa,i/ you thought, taking the dress and going to get changed.
Half an hour-ish you were in the dress and had your face covered in make-up that complemented the dress, figuring that Loki would approve of you sporting his colours. You stared at yourself in a mirror, not helping but to comment on how nice the dressed looked on you, but you did notice that something was missing. You looked at the boa snaking along your bed. You wanted to avoid wearing it, but it seemed like you had no other choice. Grabbing the boa you hung it from the crooks of your elbows; it matched the outfit perfectly and made you wonder how Loki could've learnt all of this. As far as you knew, he was the god of mischief not fashion. Looking at the time you decided to go, better to be early than late considering the restaurant is on the other side of the city.
Out in your car the sky was an orange-pink, the clouds streaked across brightly coloured, the whole horizon looking as if it were a painting. You couldn't help but realize how beautiful the world was in that moment, but then you noted that almost everything that had occurred to you this evening was beautiful to a certain degree. You had parked your car a couple of blocks away from your destination, seeing as how you still had half an hour until the exact time Loki had told you to be there. There were plenty of cars there, and a lot of people. You pondered what could be happening to have brought so many people here. Loki was waiting for you at the corner of the building, clearly happy that you made it right on time. He held out his arm for you to take smiling, "I'm glad you've managed to have taken your orders without delay," he said as you obediently took his offered arm, "let us hope that you will continue to do so for the rest of this night."
He led you through the door, not a single person of the crowd bumped into you. A man asked for the reservations you didn't know you had, but clearly Loki knew considering he answered. You were both led to a small table for two, somewhere in the ocean of tables and lights. Inside the building was a lot more crowded than the outside, obviously some event was occurring that you didn't hear about. You looked all around the space, hardly believing that you were in a place as fancy as this. As you were looking you noticed from the corner of your eye that Loki was staring at you, luckily a waiter had arrived to pour the two of you glasses of water which spared you the embarrassment of acting like you hadn't noticed him. After sipping away half of the drink you excused yourself to use the washroom, not to do anything, but to simply get away from Loki's gaze. It was intimidating knowing that you were being watched when you were just sitting and looking around, but now you regretted going to the washroom. Just as you were about to enter the washroom the door swung open, revealing Pepper. "Oh, sorry," she said, then noticing that it was you, "Oh, [name], I didn't know it was you. Where did you get that dress? It makes you look so much more different," she smiled kindly, clearly it was a complement.
"Hi Pepper, a friend got this for me, I think it's really nice," you paused at the word friend, not sure if that was the word you should use, but you hurried to say it anyways hoping that she wouldn't get suspicious.
"It's beautiful, and it looks so nice on you."
"Thank you. Why are you here?"
"Well, this is an event, and you know how Tony is when it comes to stuff like this."
You nodded knowing full well how Tony was. Pepper mentioned something about you going over to their table for a bit then left.
You had returned to your table, Loki was sitting with a patient look, sipping on a glass of red wine. Another glass was placed beside your glass of water. You sat, taking the wine and taking a sip of it, "So, how do you plan on paying for this?" you asked, licking a drop of the wine from your bottom lip.
"We won't need to pay," he said, looking at you with a mischievous look in his eyes, "if you do everything I tell you to do."
You squinted at him, trying to figure out what he was planning on doing. He chuckled lightly, "You shouldn't squint your eyes like that; it makes you look unattractive."
You glared at him, "You should watch what you say or else I'll put that cup where it's never been before."
Your retort made him laugh more; he really enjoyed it when you threatened him. "At the end of this night you'll do everything I tell you too, without threatening me, considering it will be your freedom that will be threatened."
"What?" What he had said worried you, and made you realize how many times he had managed to convince you to do things without saying much. You were gullible, and you hated it.