Posts by jirohae

“You know who else kills people when he gets angry?” Deadpool glanced over at Ashley. “Hulk. I haven’t met him. But whoooo. He’s one hell of an Avenger, eh?”

Loki should feel flattered, right? He was being complimented. And it was from Deadpool. He wasn’t rude. But he was brutally honest. If you were ugly, he’d say it. If he didn’t like you, he’d say it. If he liked you and thought you were pretty, he’d say it.

So the compliment should’ve been like one of those things Loki treasured and blushed about.

But Loki didn’t like the merc. And he wished he’d back up. Because his breath smelled like tacos.

But that was okay because if he didn’t back up soon, either the ride would be over or Loki would elbow him in the face.

He hoped that he’d be able to elbow him in the face.

But arriving at their destination would be just fine too. In fact, more desirable. This freak probably liked being elbowed and hit and stuff like that. And Loki just didn’t want to be a part of that.

So, instead, he leaned onto the door of the cab to try to get as far away from Deadpool as possible. And then, he crossed his arms over his chest.

They were almost there. That was good.

So, he did as Ashley said and drew in a deep breath and slowly let it out, deciding to peer out the window. Maybe if he didn’t look at him, he wouldn’t mess with him.

Loki hadn’t met anyone this annoying since middle school.

He thought Tony was bad. But no. This idiot took the cake.

There had always been that one kid who messed with Ashley. And Loki had never wanted to punch someone’s face in more than he had wanted to when it came to that kid.

Ashley had assured him that it was okay. The violence was not needed.

The boy wasn’t harmful. Or rude. He was just annoying.

But once again, everyone was annoying to Loki.

“Thanks for having me, pretty lady. Mind doing me a favour and giving me your number? I’d say this date was successful and I’d really love to see you again without this sucker lingering around and dampening the mood. Let me just get my phone.”

Deadpool reached forward into the front seat to get his phone. And once he had it, he gave it to Ashley.

Well, he went to. But then he realised that the screen was dirty. “Oh.” He giggled. “Sorry. I had tacos earlier. Let me just clean the screen off for you.”

“Drats!” The mercenary exclaimed upon hearing that Loki actually was her significant other. He thought she had been joking.

But, she still took her phone and began to put in her number, talking about how they could be friends and blah blah blah. All that jazz.

“Even if Steve doesn’t love me, I will still love him.” He put a hand on his chest over his heart and then looked over at Loki.

And then, he heard her say something about ass. And she had his attention again. “Ass guard?”

This had set Loki a little bit closer to the edge of lashing out. He hated when people did that. It was As-Gard. Not Ass-guard. Not Ass-gard.

Just Asgard. And he almost considered giving Deadpool a piece of his mind (not like he’d listen though), but the cab stopped and Ashley said they were there.

Quickly, Loki pulled off his seatbelt and opened the door, watching for cars. Once the coast was clear, he got out and shut the door behind him and made his way over to Ashley’s side so he could get her out too.

Once over on her side, he opened the door and stuck his hand inside, not bothering to actually look inside. “Come on.” He demanded.

“Okay, guys.” The merc chirped. “Have fun. Don’t fall too much.” He waved Ashley away.

Loki let out a sigh of relief as he helped Ashley out of the car. He didn’t even look or pay attention to see if Deadpool wave or said bye to Ashley.

Once they were out, he continued to hold Ashley’s hand, pulling her close to him. He had had enough with Deadpool. Anymore and he’d definitely blow his top.

And it wouldn’t be pretty.

Not that it usually was pretty.

But it usually wasn’t ugly either.

“Never again...” Loki began, shaking his head. “Am I riding with that cab driver.” The guy himself seemed decent. He didn’t talk much. But he knew Deadpool. Deadpool could be in the car at any time. And Loki just couldn’t handle him.

But he supposed that if he went somewhere via cab and that Deadpool guy just happened to be in the car, Loki would be able to tolerate it.

If he would’ve been without Ashley during the cab ride, all hell would’ve broken loose.

“Especially not if that idiot is with him. I don’t know how you were able to put up with it.” He knew Ashley had patience.

She was carefree kinda. The things that annoyed Loki - an uptight, control freak - weren’t the same things that annoyed or caused Ashley to ‘lose her cool.’

Loki would’ve rather had to endure getting his strands of hair pulled out one-by-one rather than sitting there in that car with that stranger.

But he went through it. And now that he thought about it, it hadn’t even really been that bad. Of course it wasn’t good. But it wasn’t bad either.

“Charming my ass.” He grumbled under his breath.

Deadpool wouldn’t know a thing about charm even if Charm itself came by and told Deadpool how the ropes went.

He wasn’t charming.

Just annoying.

Things could’ve been worse, though.

Loki was surprised upon entering the building to find that it was a bit chilly. And to be honest, he liked it. It wasn’t too cold. But you’d definitely need to wear a jacket.

As they stood at the booth, he took the opportunity to look at the ice rink.

He had definitely never done anything like this before.

He glanced at Ashley, not really paying much attention to what she said.

When she was done speaking, he spoke.

“How long are we staying here?” He asked her. He knew that she had more plans for the day. So they probably wouldn’t be there long.

Loki muttered a small apology in response to Ashley. He hadn’t meant to ignore her. It just happened. To be honest, he didnt even know she had been speaking.

“My apologies.” He said in a much louder voice so that she was able to hear him. “I didn’t mean to ignore you.” He apologised. And not one of those, ‘sorry’ apologies. An actual apology. Which meant that it wouldn’t happen again.

That was for sure.

“I think if you’re active, you won’t get cold.” Loki told her. “Even if you’re falling.” He flashed her a smile.

After receiving his own mark, he followed after Ashley, smiling at her eagerness. He loved seeing her happy. Even if the cause of her happiness was from someone other than him.

Even though it did make him a wee bit jealous whenever someone else made him jealous. But really, it was nothing.

“I may seem elegant...” he began as they approached the booth to get their skates. “But my balance isn’t that great.” He told Ashley. Did he want to fall while skating?

No. No one really did.

And he - though he may be a little sadistic and psychopathic - didn’t enjoy falling any more than the next person did.

But was he afraid to fall?

No. Not really. He had more important, powerful things to fear.

This would be fun, he knew it. And even if ive skating wasn’t as fun as they thought it’d be, they still had other plans.

“If you fall and I can catch you, I will.” He told her.

Loki did the same, telling the person behind the counter his own shoe size and receiving a pair of skates.

And for an item that was shared amongst a bunch of people, they were actually fairly clean. Loki was impressed.

He followed her over to the bench, muttering a small thanks to ‘Bruce’ before doing so. And when he sat down, he too began to put on the skates.

As he was untying his boots, he heard Ashley’s question. Which had surprised him. He pulled off his first boot and set it to the side.

“I didn’t know what would happen.” Loki told Ashley. It was the truth.

“I ran in to her while I was on Midgard a few weeks before we had taken a break. And I noticed that something was off ... she hadn’t remembered anything about Asgard or her previous life. She didn’t know she was Sigyn.” He began.

“I didn’t even know she had been alive. I thought she was dead. So if I thought she was dead, others did too. Including anyone who wanted to hurt her. I wanted to keep it like that. I know you didn’t want to hurt Sigyn, but news spreads.”

He worked on taking off his other boot. “After I took her to Asgard to be healed, I figured staying there would help her out. But it did nothing for her. Especially in the end.”

Loki felt as though he owed her an explanation. An honest one so, he gave her one. He knew if things had been flipped and she was the one helping out a long lost lover, he’d be furious.

“I apologise for not telling you about her.” He glanced at her, issuing a sincere apology, before going to put on his skates.

Loki could understand why she felt that way. “Yes. But she didn’t see me as Loki. She didnt know who I was.” He explained further. “She mentioned that I looked familiar. But that’s all. Besides, I’m charming. And I look good. So of course she’d look like she likes me.”

His cockiness was showing.

He needed to put it away before someone got hurt.

Namely him.

“I apologise for making you feel insecure.” He added. And then, he decided that it was time to change the subject. They were here to enjoy themselves. Not talk about past things. Especially the ones that tended to make people upset.

He looked up at Ashley as she stood, noticing how the skates seemed to add on a few extra inches to her height.

He also noticed, as he moved his foot, that they also added a few kilograms of weight to your feet. Not too heavy. Just heavy enough to notice the difference.

He too stood, having no trouble with balancing on his own two feet.

And then he smiled at Ashley. “After you.”

•So like, idk about you, but I don’t really have anything to say during the ice skating part. Because like, all they’ll probably do is fall and blah blah blah. But did you have any plans?•

•I went once a long time ago. And I could barely walk in the skates. But then I fixed them (they had been on wrong) and then I could walk in them. And by the time I got out to the rink, it was time to go.

But no. I didn’t have any plans. We can skip to when they’re shopping maybe?•

“I’ll keep count.” Loki said as he walked over to the rink. And he stood there for a few seconds staring at it before actually stepping on.

He wobbled for a few seconds before gaining his balance and then standing there.

It wasn’t as bad as he expected it to be.

But that’s because he wasn’t moving ...

Loki followed Ashley around, holding her bags for her. He had been pissed when she fell because of some other person. And even though the incident happened ages ago, he still seemed to be a little angry.

“When we get back to the tower, you should check and see if you have any bruises.” Loki began. “That way I can heal them for you.”

The movie hadn’t been that bad. Of course he hadn’t really enjoyed it like Ashley. But the experience was nice. And if she had asked him to go to the movies with her again, he would definitely go.

And then they went shopping.

Loki hadn’t wanted anything. Well, it started out like that. But then, in one of the stores, he saw a plush toy. And the plush toy had been a much softer-looking version of him.

It had been on a shelf with some other Avengers plushies. And it looked cute. And he had asked Ashley to get it for that reason.

Had he been embarrassed? No. Not really.

He would’ve brought it himself. But he didn’t have any Midgardian currency. Nothing. Just a few pennies and dimes. But not enough to buy anything.

Luckily, she had got it for him. And that had made his mood a little better.

But he had still been upset with the fact that someone made her fall.

“What are we doing now?” Loki asked, adjusting the bags in his hands. It was late in the evening. But if she wanted to go and do some other things, he’d have no problem.

Loki, for the most part, didn’t know what she got the others. He hadn’t paid attention to what she grabbed when they were in the store because he had done his own browsing.

“Very well, then.” Loki said, nodding.

They had a fun, fruitful day. But Loki would love to just relax and lie in bed for the rest of the evening.

“I can teleport us back to the tower.” He offerered. It’d be much faster than walking or waiting for a cab.

“My purse! Someone stop that guy!” Loki heard some woman shout behind him. And just as he was about to turn around to see what had happened, someone ran into him.

Although for the person, it was like running in to a brick wall.

They quickly regained their focus, though, and moved around Loki, continuing to run down the sidewalk, manoeuvring through people.

“Ashley, love, hold these. And please don’t go anywhere.” He put the bags down by her and then he too was off.

Did some guy just run into him and not apologise and think he was gonna get away with it?

Oh no. Not on his watch.

Loki too weaved through the path that had already been created by the stranger, keeping his eyes on the guy so he didn’t lose him. And because Loki was much faster than the guy, he quickly caught up, grabbing him by the hood of his jacket and pinning him to the nearest wall.

The guy clutched the purse to his chest and let out an ‘oof’ as Loki slammed him into the wall. “Look, man, please don’t hurt me.” The guy wheezed. “I just needed a little extra cash to-” Loki cut him off by digging his fingers into the pressure point on his neck.

“I didn’t ask.” First he ran into him and now he was gonna try to feed him some pathetic story? Like he was an idiot.

He should kill him right then and there. Who cares who sees.

After Ashley retreived the purse, Loki let go of the man, who was out faster than an employee when it was time to go home.

Leave it up to Loki to do good things for the wrong reasons.

Oh well. At least the woman would get her purse back, right?

“It wasn’t an impulsive action. I thought about it before I acted.” Granted, he only thought for about a second. Which kind of still made it an impulsive decision. But because he was Loki, he’d continued to think that it wasn’t.

Because he thought about it for that one moment.

“And don’t compare me to Thor.” He spoke sternly. She hadn’t necessarily compared him to Thor. Or hadn’t really meant to. But in his moment of anger, that’s what it sounded like. And he HATED being compared to Thor.

“Give me the bags so we can go home.” He stepped forward and held his hands out so he could take the bags from Ashley.

“Like I was saying before, I can teleport us there. It’s much faster. Wouldn’t you agree?” He seemed a bit calmer now, as compared to how angry he had been just moments ago.

Did he even realise that he had just stopped some guy from getting away with stealing a purse? Yes. He realised it.

And he counted that as his good deed for the day.

Although, even if the guy hadn’t bumped in to him, Loki still would’ve went after him. Because Loki despised people who stole.

He could handle liars and cheaters. But stealing was just downright pathetic.

Of course he was a hypocrite because he had stolen before.

He hadn’t stolen money or purses from helpless women. He had stolen much more precious, powerful things. But he still stole nonetheless.

Loki followed Ashley, approaching the woman. She thanked the both of them profusely and offered them some money in return for stopping the thief. But Loki didn’t see the need for that. He didn’t need Midgardian money. So, instead he just accepted the woman’s thanks and then waited for Ashley.

Once he heard her choices, he decided that perhaps it was better to rest. He had still been messed up from the whole Dark Elves thing whether he chose to admit it or not. And if he kept using his magic and stressing himself, then he wouldn’t recover properly.

“Fine. We can take a cab. But please don’t the same guy from before.” He wasn’t begging her. But if he needed to, he would.

Although, he doubted that that’d ever happen. Because Ashley, she wasn’t easily persuaded, well ... not really. But she was easy to get along with.

“Or if we do, please make sure that Deadpool guy isn’t with him.” Seriously. Just thinking about him sent shivers up his spine. And it wasn’t the good shivers either.

Loki made sure Ashley was in the cab safely before getting in himself. He put the bags in between then, still keeping a hand on them so they didn’t fall. These cab rides were a little wild sometimes.

He put on his seatbelt and ran a hand through his hair before leaning back in to the seat, closing his eyes.

Some sleep sounded nice.

He glanced over at Ashley upon feeling her poke his cheek and then he listened to her words. “No problem.” He began. “It was actually fun. And while a few unfavourable things happened, the day could’ve been much worse.” He explained.

That was nature. Not everything went your way. Loki knew that. He had experienced unfavourable things for hundreds of years.

Then, he closed his eyes again and crossed his arms over his chest. He was a little tired. And hungry. But mostly tired. He knew that if he fell asleep, though, Ashley would wake him up.

While the ride wouldn’t necessarily be long, it wouldn’t take long for Loki to fall asleep. Especially if he was tired.

Even though the ride hadn’t been wrong, Loki did managed to fall asleep. Luckily, it had been a light sleep, though. So when the cab stopped moving, he woke up.

He grabbed the bags she hadn’t grabbed and got out, immediately stretching as he did so. And then he went to help Ashley out.

Even though his nap hadn’t been long, he felt rested. Sometimes, cat naps really did the trick.

He rubbed his eyes and then held his free hand out for Ashley’s. “I will make us dinner.” He told her. He knew if he was hungry, she had to be a little hungry. “You can get cleaned up and everything once we get inside. And I will let you know when dinner is ready.”

While he wasn’t culinarily gifted like Ashley, Loki knew how to cook a few things.

He just hoped that Tony had stuff that he could use. Because if not, then he was out of luck.

“Ouch.” Loki commented, entering the building. Because it was after-office hours, there was no one behind the desk.

Loki understood what Ashley was saying, though. So he didn’t take any offence to it. “No. It’s just I’ve realised some things.” He told her, telling the truth.

He was lucky to have a woman like Ashley. She was like a mother in some ways - she made sure he was okay. She stood up for him. Protected him.

And even though he had done so much bad, she still stayed around.

Not because she felt bad for him (although thay might be a reason). But because she wanted to. And she loved him. She knew of all the bad he had done. Yet, she chose to only see the good.

There weren’t many women like that.

And after seeing the future, he just realised that he needed to be more careful. And respect her more.

“I am trying to change myself for the better.”

Would he still be a mischievous, lying, cheating, aggressive little shit?

Most definitely.

Just at a smaller scale.

He pressed the button to the elevator and waited for the doors to open. “Do you not want me to cook for you?” He asked. While she had not said that, she hadn’t accepted it either.

“I don’t know what a Gordon Ramsey is.” Loki shook his head, not understanding her joke. He guessed whatever a Gordon Ramsey is, it was probably a person, they had something to do with food.

He stepped inside of the elevator with Ashley and pressed the button to the desired floor and then yawned, covering his mouth with the inside of his elbow as he did so.

And then, he looked at his reflection. He looked good going out And he still looked just as good coming in.

Once the doors opened, he stepped out, giving the rest of the bags to Ashley. He nodded at her words and then headed to the kitchen.

Abel had been sitting at the breakfast bar eating a sandwich. “Welcome back, Lokes.” He greeted the god, smiling at him.

Except Loki didn’t smile back. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and then turned around to wash his hands at the sink.

“I think...” Abel began with a mouthful of food. “You look really sexy when you roll up your sleeves like that. Can you doing it again, just for me?”

He expected a witty, smart, rude response of some sort. But he didn’t get it. Instead, Loki continued to wash his hands.

Abel swallowed his food and then drank his water. “Whatever. I was out today and I was talking to this lady who loves my flirty comments. Are you making dinner? If so, I think I’m going to invite her over.”

Still no response from Loki.

Abel rolled his eyes. And quietly finished up the rest of his food, watching as Loki dried his hands and then walked over to the fridge.

He guessed that he’d just wait until Ashley came back to talk to her. Because Loki was being a grouch more than usual. And maybe it had to do with what happened earlier.

But still. That was hours ago.

And it was in the future. None of it counted.

Abel turned around upon hearing the bedroom door open. He immediately knew that it had been the door to Ashley’s room.

How? He just did.

He made a face at her comment and then patted the empty stool next to his. “Are you saying Steve isn’t sexy? Because he is.”

He then turned around. “Anyways. We can watch Loki cook together. How was you guys’ day out?” He asked. “Did you guys go out to eat? Go to the movies? Make out a little in the dark?” He teased, still a bit bothered by Loki’s lack of response.

If Abel didn’t know any better, he’d say Loki was ignoring him. Which hurt his heart just a little.

“Okay. Well he’s obviously ignoring me. So I’ll talk to you.” He looked at Ashley. “How was your evening?” He asked her, propping an elbow up on the countertop and then resting his head on his hand. He looked at Ashley.

“I was out earlier.” He sat up to dig his hand in his pocket. He pulled out a small slip of paper and gave it to Ashley. “I went to that cafe place we went to a while ago. And as I was waiting for my order, I chatted it up with some girl. And she thought I was funny and cute and she gave me her number but I dont have a phone to text her back so can you get me a phone?”

Loki found himself making a face in response to the question. Abel was asking his girlfriend to get him a phone?

Was he drunk?

“Are you drunk?” Loki asked. He didn’t sound angry. But there was a hint of anger in his tone. Barely noticeable. But if you noticed stuff like that, it was noticeable.

“No. Why?”

“You just asked her to buy you a phone. Buy your own phone.”

“I don’t have any money.”

“Guess you have to get a job, then.”

Abel rolled his eyes. “Okay, dad. I’ll just ask Tony then.”

“Oh. That sounds exciting. Someone who can bother Loki more than me or Tony? That sounded fun. He wondered who this mystery person was.

He had to be really annoying. Or maybe he was really happy. Or an idiot. Or maybe all of the three.

“Yes. She was beautiful.” He waggled his brows and looked at Loki, who had stopped cutting up an onion to adjust his sleeves. “She had a nice butt.”

Loki brushed his hair out of his face to the best of his ability with the back of his hand and then continued to cut.

The god shrugged in response to Ashley’s comment. He guessed that what she said was true. If Abel was busy flirting with his girl, then he wouldn’t mess with him and Ashley.

“Okay. Get him a phone then.” Loki nodded.

Loki looked at Astrid upon hearing her. And he wondered how she got down the few stairs by herself.

In fact, when she’d learn how to waddle?

Last time Loki saw her, she was a raisin. And now she was walking and talking.

He watched as Ashley picked up the child and she looked at him, attempting to call him.

Attempting.

Instead, he half smiled - clearly a forced smile - and then continued to dice up the onion.

“Aww I love babies. Give her here.” Abel held out his hands for Astrid. “Hi, Astrid, baby. Do you know me?” He smiled at her.

Loki rolled his eyes and slid the diced onions to the side before getting the pan ready.

He guessed that he’d make rice. Chicken and rice. He had found some chicken breasts in Tony’s freezer and put them in hot water so they’d thaw out. He hoped that by the time he was done making rice the chicken would be useable.

“I think she likes you, Loki.” Abel said.

“Everyone likes me.” The god stated.

“He seems like a fun guy.” Abel smiled, not seeing the glared that Loki sent him.

He wasn’t fun. At all. He was annoying.

“Oh. Nothing bad about you is said behind your back.” Abel told Ashley. “I promise you that.” Then, he looked at Loki.

“You know, Lokes, I read somewhere that babies are a great judge of character. Maybe that’s because they don’t really know good or evil. So they just see everything as good. Who knows?” Abel shrugged, noticing that Astrid wanted to get to Loki.

But he didn’t reply. Abel looked at Ashley. “Look, talk to him for me. Because he’s ignoring me. And if I say something to him again and he ignores me again, I’m gonna bash him upside the head with that hot pan!” He threatened, obviously angry.

“Whoa there, tiger. Calm down.” Tony exited the elevator moments before hearing Abel’s outburst.

“Geez. It’s like he’s going through puberty. You’re hungry. You’re growing. AND you’re emotional. I don’t know how you work, but that sounds like puberty to me.” Tony walked over to Abel and smiled at Astrid.

“Oh. Who’s that?” He pointed to Loki, not recognising him for a moment. He was facing the sink. So all he saw was his back.

And he wasn’t wearing his usual clothes.

Yeah, he had been around when they left. But Tony didn’t even remember what he had for breakfast.

“Wait. Is that Loki?” He paused. “It is! I know that back anywhere.”

“Oh my gosh. Tony, go away. It was already bad before you got here. You’ll just make things worse.” Loki turned around and looked at Tony.

“Oh my gosh. You’ll talk to him but not me?”

“Fine.” Abel crossed his arms over his chest. He hated being scolded. She hadn’t been rude about it. But it was still a scold.

No one liked being scolded.

“Maybe he likes Loki.” Tony sat down on the other side of Abel and waggled his brows. “I don’t judge.”

Before Abel could object, Tony continued talking. “I remember when he was a short, chubby-faced skinny boy.” Tony poked Abel’s cheek.

Abel had been no taller than Ashley upon arriving.

“And now he’s almost taller than you, Loki. And he can bruise thor? I’d hate to get in a fight with you. Unless of course you hurt Skylar. Or hurt me. Then I’d love to kick your ass.”

Loki appreciated Ashley’s words. Because that meant Abel would leave him alone for now. Now Tony and Abel could mess with each other.

“Oh my gosh you guys are rubbing off on her. If Steve or Rachael hears that, we’re dead.” Tony spoke. He knew that Steve and Rachael weren’t really the violent type, despite the fact that Steve had kicked ass as a job back then and nowadays.

And Rachael had her moment of ‘hit anything that moves.’

Overall though, the two of them were pretty ex-violence. Unless violence was needed. So if they heard Astrid say that, they’d flip.

“Nonsense. I think they’ll be fine.” Loki smiled, hearing the concern in Tony’s tone.

Tony stood. “Ashley, this isn’t the time to talk about perverted people. Astrid just said something bad. What are we going to do?”

“Dude, we’ll just explain to them what happened. Are you seriously concerned?” While Abel agreed that Astrid repeating such a phrase wasn’t desirable, Steve and Rachael were understanding. They’d understand that it was a mistake.