You lived in Stark Tower, you have become one of the Avengers recently and you were very proud of that. And so were your parents. Thor and Loki lived here now as well, and well, let's say you developed some strange feelings for the God of Mischief. Not, that he felt the same way, though ... He actually had found a liking, a hobby to bully you. Well, no, it wasn't really a hobby of him. It was more his nine to five job. 

You were sitting in the kitchen, eating a poptart. Of course Thor consumed them all before you could even finish yours, but however, you managed to eat one. 

'So ... now it is waiting for another mission,' Thor spoke with his mouth full of those poptarts. You nodded and swallowed a piece of poptart. 'Well, lady Y / N, I leave you alone for a minute because I am going to the store. I want more poptarts, 'Thor told you. You once again nodded and stood up, grabbing yourself a cup of tea before sitting down on the couch, about to grab the remote control to turn on the TV. Until, you felt something tickling on your head. You decided to let it go and turned on the TV, but then, that something on your head, started to move. You cleared your throat when you reached up to run a hand through your hair. The tickling feeling crept up your hand and you looked at it to see a fucking huge spider. You shrieked, the eyes of the spider widened and seemed to look ... human. The spider then jumped on your face and although you were almost certain it was Loki again, you still remained screaming and yelling for it to go away. The spider then turned into Loki, you were laying on the couch and he, well, towered over you, his hair almost touching your face, that's how close he was. He laughed in your face and you shoved him of you. You were a bit upset. He knew what your biggest fear was, spiders, and yet, he teased you with it. 

'It's not funny anymore, Loki,' you spoke to him. That earned you a smirk from him. 

'Maybe not for you, but I am perfectly entertained,' he spoke slowly. You rolled your eyes and threw a pillow to him, which he, unfortunalty, caught. 

That same evening you were sitting at the table. The rest of the Avengers were gone out, and they didn't invite you ... But actually you didn't want to go with them, you just wanted to read. And Loki ... well, he always stayed home. You were reading in your room until you heard a knock on your door. You decided to ignore it. Again, the knock on the door. You still sat silent. 

'Please, Y / N, let me in, I want to apologize,' Loki's voice came from behind the door. You suspiciously raised one of your eyebrows. Loki and apologizing? That's an odd combination. You walked to your door and unlocked the door, still not opening it. 'Y / N?' Loki's voice sounded sincere, but you actually didn't want to deal with him anymore, these jokes of him, they were starting to irritate you and you felt sad every time he did something to you. He was always making fun of you. And every time he did something else to you, you forced yourself to not let a tear escape, but it became harder every time ... Finally, you opened the door and you saw Loki standing in front of you. He smiled at you, but you didn't had the strenght anymore to smile back. He pulled you into a hug and to your surprise it felt good. Goal, 

'What?' you snapped, completely done with his childish behavior. 

'I'm not sorry, but you hair is-' you ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror 

'It's green!' you shouted at him. He appeared behind you, holding his sides and bend over from laughing. You shoved past him. 

'Will it come out it I wash it?' you asked. He shook his head.

'Please let me fix it ...' He approached you and held a hand to your face, but instead of turning it to your normal color again, you felt yourself become smaller and turn into a cat. He laughed and picked your up by your neck, carrying you to the living room. 'Y / N allow me to introduce you to you new friend,' he spoke in his silky voice. He threw you on the ground and much to your surprise you landed on your four legs. Something growled at you. You looked up and saw a large dog running towards you. You tried to yell, but it only came out as a whimpering 'miauw'. Loki laughed again, but you were on the very edge of tears when you started running towards the couch, well, you hid underthe couch, were that monster coudn't reach you. You quietly sobbed and burried your head in your paws. 

'Y / N?' Loki chuckled, holding the dog on the leash. You stayed quiet, just hoping for him to go away, and he did, he led the dog away from Stark Tower and came back ten minutes later. You were still under the couch and kept your sobs as silent as possible. 'Y / N?' Loki questioned and lowered himself to look under the couch. He tried to grab you, but you crawled back so he coudn't reach you. Loki frowned, but you were genuiely afraid of this man right now. You shook your head. 'Do you want to stay in this form forever? If not, I suggest you come out now, 'he demanded with a strong voice, which caused you to shut your eyes tightly. You didn't move, didn't dare to move, afraid of what he might do next. 'Y / N?' he asked, now with a much softer voice. You shook your head again and a sob escaped your dry throat. Loki was taken aback, but you didn't notice because you were a sobbing mess. He lifted the couch and managed to grab you. He quickly transformed you back into your human form and pulled you onto his lap, stroking your head. You tried to get free from his graps, but he held you firm against his chest.

'L-Leave me alone,' you sobbed, still strugling to get out of his grasp. He shook his head pulled you even closer. 

'I'm sorry, I didn't knew you would react like that. I- 'you cut him off. 

'I always feel like this, but this time ...' you sobbed. 'This time ... you went to far. I can't do this anymore. Leave me alone, 'you whispered. He ran a hand through your hair. 

'Y / N, I have to admit something to you,' he spoke, but you interrupted him. 

'I have something to admit as well, Loki,' you said through your sobs. 'I had feelings for you. I loved you, 'you whispered the last part before breaking into hysterical crying. You could feel Loki's heardbeat speed up, his breathing got heavier. But you were just to sad to care anymore. 

'Loved?' He asked. Noticing you used the past tense. You forced yourself to look up in his eyes. Anger overtaking you. 

'Loved!' you spat and finally got free from his grasp, running to your room and slamming the door behind you, you landed on your bed, holding a pillow close to your chest. You cried until you had no tears left. A knock on your door dragged you out of your trance. You didn't say anything, but the door opened eventually. You rolled over to your side so your puffy eyes were hidden from whoever was standing at the door, but since none of the Avengers returned, you figured it would be Loki. You grabbed the pillow tighter against your frame and new tears started to stream down your face and you wanted them to stop. Actually, you wanted Loki to go away so you could continue. The door closed again and you started to sob again. You felt someone sitting down on the bed, your sobs immediately stopped when you realized he wasn't gone. 

'Y / N? I am so sorry. I- 'You felt a hand on your shoulder, slowly turning you around so you were forced to look at him. 'I had something to admit as well,' his voice broke. You glared at him and rolled your eyes, not ready to receive some sarcastic comment. 

'Loki, have I not been clear. I can't do this anymore ... 'you whispered, turning your head away from him. 

'Please, let me finish ... what would you do if I said I have ... loved you for quite some time now,' he whispered the last part. You couldn't believe your ears, but then soon realized he was the God of Mischief and Lies. 

'Loki, stop, don't make fun of it anymore. I can't- 'you weren't able to finish your sentence because his lips met yours. He kissed you softy, but you pulled away. 'I said stop,' your voice said, breaking. 'This is not a game. You really hurt me. ' He seemed sad. 

'And I know that. I'm sorry that I realized that too late, but I can make it up, 'he argued. He kissed you again, but anger boiled inside of you so you slapped him. 

'I said no,' you whispered. 'How am I ever supposed to believe you when you are-' 

'The God of Mishief and Lies,' he finished my sentence. He nodded. 'What can I do to make this up? I don't like to see you like this, 'he said. 

'Leaving me alone will do it.' Your voice sounded strong, but you were close to breaking into tears. Your crush had just kissed you twice and yet you were feeling so empty. You wanted to believe him, you just couldn't not that quickly. 

'You need comfort,' he stated quietly. He picked you up in his arm, much to yur protest, but after some time you went silent, resting your head on his shoulder. 'Let's start this over again, Y / N. I am sorry. So please. Forgive me...' he rested his head on top of yours and smoothly inhaled your scent. You shrugged, but put your arms around his neck. You couldn't help yourself but when he spoke those words something pleasant in your stomach happened. 

'What are you saying? What do you want?' you asked. He then looked at you, a genuine smile on his face before he spoke one single word that would soon change your whole life. 

'You,' he whispered. You started tearing up again, but this time not because of the sorrow, it was because of happiness. You smiled at him and somehow, he felt more comfortable than before. You both started to lean in and soon enough your lips collided. It was soft, genuine and lovingly. His hands held your waist and your hands were still around his neck. You were finally kissing your crush, and you were on cloud nine. You pulled apart, just staring into each others eyes for a long moment. This was the start of a lasting relationship.