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"You're blushing, Robin," Loki whispered in my ear with a chuckle.

The sound of his whisper only made me blush even more, "Oh. . ." Once again, I looked away shyly, trying to hide my blush by putting my hands over my cheeks. I was so unused to people seeing me blush like that. It felt so weird, strange, and most certainly awkward.

Loki gently lifted my chin up so that I was directly facing him. "Do not hide," he said softly, "it is actually kind of cute. . ."

I widened my eyes in surprise, the blush returning again. "R-really?"

He smiled, "Yes, really." We locked eyes for a moment, his face only mere inches away from mine.

"Store's closed," the annoyed cashier growled from the light brown counter, "Get your butts moving!"

Loki looked over to the woman, his eyes narrowed in a menacing glare. I rolled my eyes, "All right, all right! We're going!" I grumbled a few insulting words to the woman in Russian and headed out of the shop, gently tugging Loki along with me.

Once outside, he muttered, "Well, that was irritatingly rude. Couldn't she have waited a bit longer?"

I shrugged, "It's New York, what do you expect? The people here are always moody. Besides, she probably wanted to go home already."

"Mortals. I will never understand them," he said, shaking his head.

I giggled, "Yeah, we're pretty confusing!"

He smiled at me, "But I understand you fairly well."

"Oh really?"

"To an extent."

I smiled, "Okay then. What's my favorite activity?"

He grinned, "If you can't scare or prank people, you enjoy creating explosions." I widened my eyes and he chuckled, "Nailed it, didn't I?"

"To every little detail. . ."

Loki chuckled and pulled me closer to him, wrapping an arm around me. "Shall we continue, then?"

I blushed and smiled; suddenly shy with the attention he gave me, "With walking home?" I asked quietly. "Sure." He chuckled softly at my quiet response and we started making our way back to Stark Tower, walking as slowly as humanly possible. I leaned into him as we walked, and I felt him gently kiss the top of my head as he held me close to him.

Unfortunately, our walk to the tower was fairly short, and we reached it in a matter of minutes. We stood in front of the entrance, and Loki sighed sadly, "I suppose I'll have to leave you at this point. . ."

I nodded and replied solemnly, "Yeah."

He looked at me for a few moments in silence before speaking up. "Before I leave," he said softly, "I will leave you with something to think about."

I looked up at him curiously, "Oh yeah? And what would that be?" He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist, leaning in and giving me a soft kiss on the lips. I turned bright red, not knowing exactly how to react. I felt him smile against my lips before breaking away and slowly letting go of me. I was still pretty red from blushing, and I didn't quite know what to say at all. Loki chuckled softly at my surprised expression, and then, with a charming smile and a wink, he vanished into thin air. I stood there for a few moments, gathering in my mind all that had happened that night, and then smiled slightly. I was still blushing by the time I entered the building, so I looked down, using my black hair to help me hide my face.

But then I heard Ayame, "Hey Robin!" she called cheerily, and then faltered, "What's wrong?"

I looked up, my vision filled with black and purple streaks from my hair, "What do you mean?"

"You're walking with your head down. Move your hair outta the way!" I sighed and reluctantly complied, and, of course, the pink tint of the blush was still there. She saw this and smiled, "So . . . who is he?"

I decided to try and play dumb, "Who's who?"

She rolled her eyes, "The guy that made you blush, silly!"

"Oh . . . just an old friend of mine. . ."

"Will I get to meet him?"

"Not anytime soon!" I shot back, annoyed at her questions. Before she could ask me another intruding question, I said quickly, "I'm tired, 'night!" And I stormed off towards my room. I didn't want to be stuck in a situation where I'd have to explain the truth again. I was pretty sure that if anyone ever got wind of what was going on between Loki and me, that I would be dead. And I was pretty sure that Steve would have been the one to kill me.