Love, and Other Strange Magic.

Colours and Confessions.

Stood, well quite frankly sat, before you was the most dazzling man you had ever seen. His hair was as black as raven feathers, yet his eyes shone as blue as the ocean, speckled with green and white. He wore deep green with golden overtones. He was tied up in silver chains onto some kind of chair.
"Hello, Y/N." He purred.
"Loki."
He winked at Thor.
Thor looked between the both of you, clearly confused.
You rolled your eyes.
"Never knew your cape was red. Looks nice, and the sky, it's never been such a nice, blue, clear day before."
Loki looked up at you, "I agree with her brother, and isn't Y/N wearing such an enchanting shade of green today?"
Thor looked at you and his face lit up.
"Y/N, brother, you- you both!" Thor exclaimed, clearly more excited than you and Loki put together.
"Yes, we do." You and Loki both said to Thor.
"How wonderful," Thor hollered excitedly.
"Th-thanks Thor." You mumbled awkwardly.
"Me and the team will be in the lounge where we were when you need us." Thor stated.
"Hey before I go," Thor threw something shiny at you which you caught single-handedly. "Here's the key for when you want to release him. If you want to release him." Thor quipped sarcastically.
You automatically knelt at Loki's feet with the key, ready to free his ankles of the uncomfortable-looking chains. There was a loud click and the chains fell to the floor with a clank.
You adjusted yourself so that you could reach the chains holding his wrists together, without having to divert your eyes from his face.
The chains fell into your waiting hands as you caught them mid-fall.

"Good catch," Loki muttered.
You nodded in response.
"Don't talk much do you?" He noted.
"Well I'm sorry," you snapped. "I have just found the person I'm destined to be with, for the rest of my life! And found out I am supposed to keep them out of trouble, when I can barely do that for myself. And to keep it going, I live with his brother in the compound! I'm feeling inferior to you, because if Thor is a God, what does that make you?!" You shouted.
There was silence as Loki took in what you had said.
"It makes me the God of Mischief." He mumbled apologetically.

"Well thanks for the clarification!" You shouted.
"

Why are you so angry?" He asked disgustedly.
"I wonder! I'm destined to be with a God! My dad sent me to a boarding school for six years and I wasn't allowed home for the holidays! FOR SIX YEARS! I finally come home and my dad just tells me I'm late! I didn't sleep last night! I'm tired, and I've just come out of a literal war with people I grew up with!" You vented.
He just sat and listened whilst you unlocked his chains and explained your life story to him.
You talked about Hogwarts, your dad, his dad, the sense of being abandoned.
Everything.
Finally, when you had both run out of things to say, you both stood up.
"We have a party to get to. Follow me, My Prince."

He followed you out of the door and over to the lift.