When I opened the door I looked up. "Hello!" A cheerful voice came.
And then darkness hit me.
My Less-Than-Likely Roommate Problem
Chapter 5: Hello~!
I couldn't see, but I was awake finally. Blindfolded? I was was tied up, and this time, it wasn't gently, and there weren't two gloriously sexual men screwing the ever-loving daylights out of me. No, this time seemed much more nefarious.
"Hello!" A bubbly voice spoke, I instantly recognised it as the man that kidnapped me. Surely Bucky and Loki were looking for me now. Surely Bucky would have noticed the INSTANT I went missing. He wouldn't let anything happen to me….would he?
"And your death warrant…" Loki's voice calls back to me, making me sweat with terror. Could this be what he meant? That I was wrong to put my trust in those two? I knew Loki was responsible for what had happened in New York, but he genuinely seemed disinterested in destroying Earth again. However, what did I know? After all, he was the trickster god. I felt incredibly foolish now. Had I let him just use me and abuse me? Has he betrayed me? Why should I be surprised?
But Bucky? Surely he wouldn't. He would never! After all, he swore he was not my enemy! What if they're all in it together? What if this was all a part of some diabolical scheme?
"Sorry about the blindfold, but we had to make sure you weren't able to find our headquarters." The voice spoke again. That certainly wasn't Bucky, and it wasn't deep enough to be Loki. Granted what did I know, Loki could transform into various forms.
"W-Who are you?" I demanded, trying to sound tough and straightening my back. I was aware that despite my corrected posture and my attempt to sound strong, I still sounded meek and terrified.
"My name is Coulson, and I am with S.H.I.E.L.D., the organization for the protection of the human race. Please bear with us, we only want to ask you some questions."
I snorted indignantly. "Questions? Sure. If that's all you wanted why would you go through the hassle of kidnapping me, tying me up, and throwing me in a van?" The man named Coulson chuckled.
"This is no van." I felt the blindfold be ripped from my eyes as I looked around. I was in a hovercraft heading towards a giant ship the size of a small city.
"Woah…" Crap. What have I gotten myself into?
"So, do we have your full cooperation?" Coulson asked me, smiling. He was a sharply dressed man, in his early 40's I'd guess. He had a kind face. I bet he was a huge nutball when he wasn't working. Why am I having this weird thought. He's my kidnapper, not my Uncle Coulson here to play catch up with his baby niece. This man was dangerous! This man…has Captain America cards in his breast pocket…What?
I shook myself out of my strange mental narration, looking up from his suit pocket to his face. "I don't know why you kidnapped me, or what you want, but you BETTER take me back home THIS INSTANT." I said firmly. "I warn you. My boyfriends are VERY over-protective and they will be VERY angry to find me missing." Boyfriends? That's a little bit of overkill, but whatever, no need to sweat the details at this point.
Coulson raised an eyebrow, smiling and leaning forward as though I just told him I was a magician. "Oh? Boyfriends? Tell me about these boyfriends of yours." There was a twinkle in his eyes. I don't know why but I really didn't hate this guy. The other four armed guards with him, those were a different story.
"One is really big and muscular. He lifts weights and stuff! The other is super smart and tricky. You'd never be able to get past him." I said defensively. I was still tied up, but I like to think my body language still got through.
"So these boyfriends, do they have names?" He said, grinning madly. I suddenly paled. Did I let too much information slip? Was he after Bucky and Loki?
"Um…Rocky and Leo." I said, thinking quickly. Not quick enough, because I saw Coulson lean back and touch his ear, which held a small communication device.
"Sir, I do believe we got the right girl." He waited, then nodded. Crap.
"So you can make this about a million times better for yourself and just give up the war criminals known as Winter Soldier and Loki and you can go back to your blissfully ignorant little life of telemarketing and soap operas, or you can make this SLIGHTLY difficult and we STILL get them and you're imprisoned for your entire life for aiding two of the universes most dangerous criminals. Which door will the young miss be choosing?" He said, crossing his legs and folding his arms across his chest.
I stared at him, flabbergasted. He wasn't serious! Oh, but damn I think he is.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." I managed to get out past the large lump in my throat. "That guy, what'd you call him? The Winder Soda? He sounds made up. And Loki? As in Norse god of mischief? Hello, I hate to break it to you but everybody knows that's just mythology." I said nervously laughing. Coulson was not buying my pathetic excuse of a lie.
"I have reports of people spotting two suspicious males staying in your apartment. I have neighbor testamonies saying you screamed out multiple times this week the names "Bucky" and "Loki" while in the throws of passion. You, missy, should work on your volume control." Oh my god. I was blushing so red I thought my face would catch fire. Memo to self, murder my neighbors.
I gulped. "I have no idea what you mean. Show me proof of it." I said. Coulson narrowed his eyes before holding up a blown up photo of Bucky, in disguise, entering my apartment. Another photo was, to my ridiculous embarrassment, through the window of my apartment, of the three of us 'in the throws of passion' as Coulson put it, even he had the decency to blush at least.
The jig was up. I cocked my head to the side, analyzing the second photo. I made a 'not bad' face and shrugged. "Huh so that's what that looked like. Pretty hot, if I do say so myself." I figured, well I'm already fucked, might as well go out with a bang.
Speaking of bangs, the back left propeller just went out, and I was thrown into Coulson as the hovercraft began and emergency decent. Great. Now I'm tied up, in this Captain America fanboy's lap, with my threesome on film, crashing through the air to my undoubted doom.
Anything else want to go wrong?
I close my eyes, bracing for impact. Coulson had his arms around me. Wait, was that Coulson? These arms were much more familiar, much cooler. I opened one eye and saw Loki standing there, holding me to his chest. He looked down at Coulson and his face contorted into shock. He shook it off though as he teleported us both to a nearby cliff side.
I let out a loud screech. I don't know if it was adrenalin or pure terror, but I was PUMPED. I wanted to run a marathon, and then punch someone in the face. Loki untied my bindings, checking me over to make sure I wasn't hurt.
"WOAH." I said turning to look over the cliff side. "That was..INTENSE." I said, turning and grabbing his arms. "WHAT A RUSH!" I spun around again, looking at what would have been my final resting place in the distance.
"Easy there, Adrenalin junkie. Take a breath." A familiar voice sounded. I whirled around and leaped into Bucky's outstretched arms. "Glad we got to you in time." He said, ruffling my hair as he sat me down. I looked over at Loki, who was at the edge of the cliff, looking out towards the crash site.
"Loki, you alright?" I asked, hesitantly. He turned and looked at me, smiling broadly.
"Quite better now that I know you're not harmed. That was a close call, love. A failure to protect on our part, and we apologise."
I shook my head. "I should be apologising to you both." I said, taking each of their hands and squeezing. "I doubted you. I questioned you. I was worried that you betrayed me. I should have known better. I should have known you'd save me." I felt tears rushing to my eyes as I looked at these two mind-bogglingly amazing men.
They hugged me together, and I hugged them back, kissing Bucky deeply, then turning and kissing Loki, stroking the side of his face.
"Thank you…for saving me." I whispered. The two looked at each other and back to me.
"It's our fault you were dragged into this. If it weren't for us, S.H.I.E.L.D wouldn't be after you, too." Loki sighed, looking down at me, stroking my cheek with a long slender finger.
"It's true. I still don't remember everything, but what I do remember is that they are my enemy. Or, at least, they were when I was still under Hydra's control." Bucky said softly, looking at our interlaced fingers.
Hydra? Haven't I heard that somewhere before? And what was S.H.I.E.L.D.? Like it or not, I had the deepest feeling I wasn't seeing the last of the man named Coulson, nor his minions.
I held onto my boys as we planned our next move. Obviously I was not going home for quite some time, and it appeared I would have to take a sabbatical from work.
This has gone above and beyond complicated now, but that's what I get for having two deviously horny world criminals for roommates.
(A/N: That's it for chapter 5! Yes I know! NO SEX?! NO SMUT?! WHATEVER SHALL I DO!? Well this isn't 50 shades of suck it. This is an actual story and I can't have nothing but raunchy sex scenes in EVERY chapter. Let's face it, I'd get nowhere story-wise. So, I hoped you enjoyed this EVENTFUL chapter. Let me know~)