I ran through the garden of the vacation home Tony had booked for the Avengers, right next to the sea. The reason why I was running was a grinning Tony with a water bomb in his hands.
"I will kill you for buying water bombs, Laufeyson!", Bruce screeched from across the lawn.
As I ran in my bathsuit, I threw a look at him and saw Bruce jumping up from the bench, dripping wet and trying to save the book he was just reading.
I heard Loki cackling what send a smile across my face.
"Watch your temper, we don't want you to turn green!", I yelled at Bruce.
"Watch out or you turn wet!", Tony yelled back.
With these words a surprising amount of cold water exploded at my neck and ran down my back.
"Ouh!", I said and jumped up and down. "It's cold!"
"Of course it is!", Tony laughed.
I watched him as he stood there in the sun in his bathing trunks, holding his stomach from laughing. Unfortunately, I was out of water bombs. How could I get my revenge?
But revenge came in another way. To specify, it came from the left.
"On your left!", Steve called as he ran towards Tony, with another water bomb in his hands.
Tony, who didn't have any more water bombs either, made a noise that sounded like a distressed seagull and started running. Steve was on his heels.
I laughed and wanted to sprint to the supply to arm myself again, but someone stood in the way, a water bomb in each hand, smiling mischievously.
I squeaked. "Loki!"
"Yes", he chuckled. The god was wearing something that looked like the neoprene version of his armour. He visibly enjoyed trapping me and took a few steps in my direction.
"Iiiek", I said and tried to find a way around him, but he blocked it. "Is- is there a way out of this?", I asked to get him to talk. That's what one does when villains threaten the hero, right?
"Hm", Loki said, smirking, as if he had to think. "No. Or wait, call me your king or your highness."
I gasped. "Absolutely no-"
Loki threw the water bomb just to catch it again.
"Okay okay", I said, giggling and shielding my body with my arms.
"I'm listening", Loki said, taking another step towards me.
In the corner of my eye I saw my salvation sneaking in our direction. Bruce with a bucket of water to get revenge on Loki.
"Um, yeah, of course", I said as I tried not to look at Bruce. "Your ... your ..."
"Is it that hard?", Loki asked mischievously, what made my heart skip a beat. "It almost looks like you are trying to-"
And with these words, Bruce emptied the bucket over Loki's head.
Loki blinked and gasped for air as the gush of water ran down his body and Bruce stormed away, letting the bucket fall on the lawn.
"Hello, your wetness", I said grinning.
"Your what?", Loki responded while he shook his head to get the water off.
"Wetness!", I yelled.
"Oh, you'll get that back!", he shouted and started to chase me, still dripping at every part of his body.
I stormed over the lawn, much more eager as when Tony was following me. Loki was quick and I squealed from excitement and playful fear. I threw a look over my shoulder and yelped at how close he was.
And just as I tried to speed up, Loki tackled me and we rolled over the grass.
"Argh, no!", I giggled as his arms embraced me.
"Well well well", Loki murmured into my ear with an evil smile. The hair on my back raised and he trapped my arms at my sides. "Ready for revenge?"
I laughed and shook my head, trying to escape.
"What a pity (y/n), you have no choice", he grinned and burst the water bombs over my head and my tummy.
"Aaah, it's cold cold COLD!", I said and squirmed in his arms.
He smiled and held me tighter.
My heart pounded faster. "Your hair is still drenched, your wetness", I said with a smirk.
He chuckled, his lips just centimeters from mine. "Your wetness? I could have said the same about you yesterday evening."
My face froze. I did do some stuff with my hands under the bed sheets last night, but everyone had their own room and how could he know ...?
"Did I make noise?", I asked flabbergasted.
"Oh no, I just guessed", Loki answered with an evil sparkle in his eyes.
"Oh my god, Loki!", I exclaimed and closed my eyes. My cheeks flushed red, and if he hadn't trapped my arms, I would have buried my face in my hands.
He laughed and I felt the vibration in my body, his weight still pressing me into the ground. It wasn't like the skin contact drove me crazy, no. Not at all. And now he additionally had to make that comment about me doing ... stuff.
"Hm", Loki hummed and slid with his fingers over my collarbone. "What should I do with you now?"
I blinked and stared at his green eyes, his face framed of his wet raven hair. Cold water drops fell onto my skin as a smirk found its way onto his face.
"If you stay here, I can get another water bomb to bust over you", he mumbled in such a velvety voice that I almost agreed.
"Hm? W-what? No, no way. Let me go!", I demanded.
"Let you go? But you are enjoying this." He didn't stop to let his fingers slide over my skin.
"M-hm", I said, lost in his eyes. "I mean, never, your ... wetness."
"Okay, now you deserve another water bomb." Loki stood up and held me tight. He carried me to the water bomb supply while I halfheartedly tried to get free, still giggling.