Song; Bebe Rexha - you cant stop the girl.

Imagine; you're new to the team and you're really shy at first, but you talk to Loki most of the time, then he starts to like you and Thor tries to make Loki spill his feelings for you.

Your outfit and shoes:

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'Brother!, I have the best idea!' Thor beans as he interrupts Loki's quiet reading session.

'What now you oaf?' He groans purring his book aside.

'Regarding your little crush on y/n, I have an idea!' He smiles and Loki rolls his eyes.

'Thor she doesn't want someone like me... a monster...'

'She does!, I'm telling you brother she does want you!, she told me herself that she likes you!, and she will attend the ball tonight with the team!, it's the perfect opportunity to ask her for a dance and confess your feelings and voila!'

'Thor, she will find someone else to dance with, she won't need me...'

'You know what?, just let me handle it with the team, we will make sure that y/n will dance with you.. and then you just wait and see...'

'Please don't...' he begs Thor but of course the big man already has a whole plan to make sure his brother ends up with the woman he is destined to be with.

It's true that he has a huge crush on you, he just finds the way you become shy around others adorable, he finds your optimism fascinating, and most of all, the way you glow up when you talk about something you like.

And it's no secret to the team that you have an equally big crush on him, even if you try your best to hide it. Your stay on Asgard hasn't made it easier to hide either, Loki escorts you around as much as he can. You can't even focus on your surroundings, that's how in love you are with that man.

And tonight, the biggest ball you've ever been to, a royal ball with fancy dresses and heels and dancing, you can't even dance properly in normal shoes let alone in heels and a very huge dress.

The only dress you had was a black one, that's the only one that fits the dress code. It used to be your mothers, she made it when you were just a child, like she knew you'd need it one day, even if it was for this ball.

You stare at the little tiara standing next to it on a small table. She would've loved this. Seeing you become the hero for once, to not be blamed for every bad thing. To have fun even.

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'Okay Brother, we will lead her straight to you... mother and father know of it..'

'They do what?!' He snaps back in a whisper.

'Just focus on the main goal here...' Thor whispers once the door opens revealing you.

You look around and see all the people staring at you. your breathing speeds up from it, you've never felt comfortable with so many people in one room let alone all quiet and staring at you.

Just pull yourself together y/n..

you close your eyes and take a deep breath. You pick up your dress once your eyes are open and you slowly make your way down the steps until you feel your hand gliding in someone else's. Loki's.

'You look positively radiant..' he compliments you and you smile at him.

Okay, you can do this...

Once everyone is ready, the music starts and you all start dancing. And to your surprise, you actually manage to stay on your feet.

'I hope you don't find the colour of my dress too... I don't know.. too dark? I guess?' You comment and he just smiles at you.

'I wouldn't know why it wouldn't be fit for a party like this.. the crown too, it suits you...'

'Thank you my king...' you joke and he chuckles.

'Thor...we need to hurry if we want them on the balcony for the big moment!' Natasha whispers.

'Oh yes right!, Okay, Lady Jane, if you would be so kind to assist me...'

'I would but that's the only thing I'll ever do for Loki...' she groans.

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'What was that all about?' You ask as you and Loki step onto the balcony.

'I haven't gotten a single clue...' he smirks and you roll your eyes as you lean on the ledge.

'You've got something up your shell Loki, my Loki senses are tingling...' you laugh.

'Well actually...'

'A-hah! I knew it!' You point at him and then you notice that he is serious and you just ruined the moment.

'Sorry...go on...'

'Y/n, the team has been pestering me about you actually liking me back, and I just wanted to know if you actually did... because I.. well I do like you very.. very much...' his eyes are hopeful.

You're shocked by the sudden confession, apparently the team snitched on you. Again. You don't know what to say to him.

'I...I...' you stutter, his body language changes as his smile falters.

NO, NO!

'I'm sorry I bothered you...just forget about it...' he tried to move away but you grab his hand.

Y/N YOU IDIOT , SAY SOMETHING!

'Wait...I was just...just shocked... I needed to think for a moment and control my excitement...' you explain as he turns back.

'It's not everyday a girl hears a man say he loves her as much as she loves him...'

'So the team was right?' He asks a bit cautious.

'As much as I hate to admit it...yes...' you bring your hand up to rest on his cheek while his hand travels to the small of your back.

Your eyes glance at his lips and his do the same to yours. You place your hand against his neck and you pull him right in for a kiss.

The most gentle kiss you've ever had in still so many passion behind it. You're almost lost in the moment, almost.

Because once you are on the verge, you hear the group starting to howl and whistle at you. You pull back with a smile.

'Excuse me my king but I have some people to kill for spilling my secret...'

'Then very well be on your way, my queen, but let me first fix your crown love, it's almost falling off...' he adjusts the piece on your head and you kiss his cheek.

'I'll be right back..' you promise him and he nods.

'But first I have a team to kill...' you turn to the team.

'Hey buddy!, we uh...congrats?' They all step back while they try to keep you from attacking them.

'You're so dead.' You smirk at them.

'Run while you still can!' They all rush away and you chuckle.

You feel your hand being pulled and you get pulled into Loki's grip. 'I'm glad you didn't wear a red dress like every other female team member...'

'Why?' You ask chuckling.

'Well we would look like a midgardian Christmas couple...as Stark would say it...'

'Alright Reindeer games...' you mock him.

'So are you ready to mingle in the crowd again?' He asks when you glance into the large room full of people.

'No..absolutely not..'

'Good, me neither...'

You spend the rest of the night looking at the stars and holding hands like giddy teenagers. Sure you both have had others, but somehow together it feels different.