(y/n) - your name

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I yawn out as I walked into my bedroom, reading on my phone as I opened the door to talk to Loki. I look up and freeze, seeing my room empty of life besides me and I frown remembering why.

"Right... he's not here..."  I sigh out, remembering my conversation with him last night about me being barren.

"But you have bled. Surely that is an indication of your ability to have children."

"I wish but my eggs have been sterilised. All of them. A side effect to my treatments that just turned them into dead cells. I'll bleed like normal until my body disposes these eggs completely."

"You can't produce new ones?"

"Unfortunately no. What's done is done and can't be reversed."

Loki was quiet the rest of the night, going to sleep whereas as I stayed up all night feeling miserable. I had taken my harness off so Loki wouldn't feel my self-pity. When I woke up again from passing out from exhaustion, I was left alone in my bedroom. Loki was nowhere to be found on the compound.

I guess he needed time to process this...

I grumble out, deciding to take a bath to ease my mind off things. I strip and slip into the bath filled with scalding hot water, sighing out while music played in the background. My mind wandered to Loki's face when I told him, the look of disappointment that he tried to hide from me. He had turned off his emotions so I couldn't feel what he felt and it made me worried... almost sad like I needed to prepare myself for some bad news.

"That ass wouldn't actually dump me cause I can't have kids would he?" I frown as I brought my knees to my chest. "It's not like this is something I could've... controlled..."

Of course, I controlled it.

I knew the side effects of taking those experimental treatments.

I chose living over having something that I thought wouldn't be useful to me in the future if I didn't die.

"Well, if he dumps me cause I can't have kids, he's a grade A bastard." I grumble angrily as I lay my head on my knees. I mentally prepare myself for the moment Loki decides to drop me as I took my bath, getting out and drying my body once I was done. As I changed into my underwear, I freeze as I look at myself in the mirror.

I had imperfections over imperfections and on top of them, my body was littered with battle scars and wounds that would never fade away. All this self-loathing made me grow angry at how disgusting I looked.

I sigh out as I run my hands down my face, brushing my fingertips against the numerous bullet wounds and cuts over my body. "I'm hideous... no wonder Loki doesn't want to be with me... why would he-"

"-Meow~" I'm snapped out from my negative thoughts and I look down to see where the sound came from. "Meow~"

It's a tiny black cat.

I blink at the tiny kitten that sat and stared right up at me on my bathroom floor with its giant green eyes. "How did you get in here?" The small thing meows up again at me, just staring.

Ok, it's kinda creeping me out.

I quickly put on some clothes before kneeling in front of the kitten to not scare it from my big size. It just continued staring with those giant green eyes.

Green eyes...

I narrow my own at the kitten. "Loki, is that you?" That kitten doesn't do anything, its tail just swinging behind it. "Ok... FRIDAY."

"Yes, Miss (y/n)? How may I help you today?"

"Is Loki in the compound?"

"No, he is not Miss. He went to visit the Asgardians at their temporary village."

"You can't sense him anywhere in the compound?" I question as I put the harness on, the gems staying clear.

"I do not identify any life forms that could be Loki Miss (y/n)."

"Ok thank you!" I call out, looking at the kitten. "I guess you really are just a lost stray." I coo softly, slowly bringing out my hand for it to sniff me first. It licks my hand and purrs, rubbing its head against my palm. "Oh, you're fucking adorable." I whisper, petting the kitten and scratching its head gently. It meows and jumps into my lap, pawing at my shirt. "Ok, up we go. You must be hungry-" as I stood up, the kitten pounced onto my shoulder to climb onto my head, nestling in my hair. "You're a strange one. Low key kinda reminds me of Loki. He towers over everyone with his height." I chuckle, heading out to the kitchen to get some food for me and the kitten.

"What is that on your head?" As I walked into the kitchen, Bruce stops me and points to the kitten on my head.

"It's a tiny cat. It must have walked in here." It jumps down on the counter as I make myself some tea and warm some milk for the small thing.

"It's so small..." Bruce says, going over to pet the cat but it meows in fright and cowers away, jumping to claw on the back of my shirt.

"Oi!" I hiss out as it crawls all over me, clinging onto my head.

"It's scared of me. Of course it is." Bruce pouts sadly, the cat nestling in my arms as I hold it like a baby.

"Don't worry Bruce. It's probably scared of everyone. I'm simply an animal person." Bruce just shrugs and walks back to his lab as I take my tea and the milk to the living room. I sit on the floor against the couch, setting the milk down and the cat jumps off my head to circle the bowl. It sniffs, scrunching its nose before looking at me with disgust. "What?" It shoved the bowl away and I raise a brow at the cat.

This bitch fussy.

"We don't have cat food so this is the best we can do."

Did this bitch just roll its eyes at me!?

I watch in amazement as the cat grumpily sits down and drinks the milk. "See, not so bad." I turn the tv on to watch my series and the cat comes to crawl in my lap, making biscuits on my boobs. "Oi." I grab the cat by the scruff, lifting it up against my face. "No." I glare at it but it just blinks at me and grabs my face with its paws and I instantly melt as it licks my nose.

I really can't hate this kitten.

"Ok I'm putting you back down but my chest is off-limits." I set the cat in my lap and it jumps up to do biscuits against my stomach, nuzzling its head against my chest. "You're a pervert you know that." It purrs in reply and I just sigh in defeat. "Ok fine."

Hours have gone by as the cat clung to me, just sitting in my lap as I shit talk about Loki to it. I was feeding it some turkey that I found in the fridge, venting about Loki maybe or maybe not dumping me cause I can't have kids.

"It's not like I'm defined on whether or not I can reproduce right." I grumble out.

The cat jumps up on my desk as I spun around in my chair in my bedroom. I look at it as it flicks through my bucket list, meowing at me and I roll over to see a specific dot-point that hasn't been ticked off. "Loki hasn't even taken me out on a date..." I sigh sadly. "I mean, it's fine. I'm sure he doesn't know what a date is anyway. But it's been a hope of mine if I do get a boyfriend. Which I thought never would happen cause I'm ugly as fuck-" I wince as the cat hits my forehead. "Ok ok! Don't hit me!" I pout as the cat huffs at me. "But yeah, it's another dream of mine to experience what it's like to go on a date with someone I really like. But if Loki doesn't want to go on one that's fine." I shrug.

Why is the cat looking at me almost sadly?

"I don't know. I feel like he hates me. Maybe Loki might dump me over the whole kid's thing..." I drop my head on my arms that lay on the table. "I'm just mentally preparing myself for heartbreak here..." I look up when I feel a paw on my head, the cat walking over to rub against my cheek.

It's almost as if it understands me...

"I'm ok buba..." I scratch its head and it purrs sadly, licking my cheek. It looks at me with wide eyes before slowly closing its eyes and then opening them again. I was about to say something else when it suddenly jumps off the table and walks out of my room. "Bye kitty..." I quickly get up and chuck my book away in a draw, ready to go to sleep when I get a message on my phone.

💚 My King 👑
~(Y/n), are you still awake?

I am, why??

~Can you please come to the
room with the electrical window

"Electrical window-oh! The tv!" I snort at how clueless Loki was, heading to the living room. "What the..." Loki was standing there, a shy smile on his face as he held a bouquet of deep blood red roses. "What's this for?" Loki hands me the bouquet and I look at him in surprise.

"They're for you." I smile in awe, sniffing the gorgeous flowers.

"They're beautiful. But why-"

"-(y/n), would you care to go on a date with me?"