"Now I'm suspicious, (Y/n). What is it, that you want to know?"

Loki's evil grin went under your skin like a sharp knife. His eyes seemed to look right into you. A scary thought, that you tried to shake out off your head.

"Anythin', you could tell me. Ya know... It's hard for me to admit, but... you actually know more than I do this time."

Your voice was icy and had a teasing tone.

"I am afraid", Loki said and clenched his jaw, pulling his mouth's corners into a smirk, "I can not help you."

"Naw, that's sad. Ya know... I actually think, I can manage to make you talk." You looked at him challenging.

"Ohhh, now I'm scared", he gave back sarcastically, and returned your challenging look.