(Loki gets dared to make Marinette fall in love with him, then break her heart, but she finds out.)
I smile at Loki as he dances with me during this small ball room party that Tony is throwing. I wish that this was real. That he was doing this because he wanted to.
Not because of some stupid dare made by Bucky.
They did their best to keep it a secret. They really tried. But one day I was in charge of being the security guard, and going through the footage/watching the live feed, and they just so happened to be within range of me hearing it.
At first I was absolutely livid. I wanted to kill both of them, and dance on top of their graves at their funerals. But then I decided to get my revenge.
Oh how sweet it will be.
While they were talking, Loki said that the second I tell him that I love him he'll 'break my heart' even though he did that when I found out. I could truly see myself having a future with Loki and falling in love with him, but when I heard that I realized something.
His name literally means mischief and trickery. And he just so happens to be the god of it.
I'd always known that, but refused to acknowledge it. Why would I care? I 'love' him. But after I heard that, I feel like I could easily trick him back, make him say it first, then break his heart. Revenge is a bittersweet thing, but right now, it seems extremely sweet.
I continue to smile at him, keeping up this act while an inner fire of hurt and betrayal rage in me.
"You look lovely, darling. But I wonder how you would look without the dress on..." he trails off, and I internally gag. Another thing he uses me for. His own personal lust.
"You are naughty, aren't you Loki?" I ask, looking away from him. He just chuckles darkly, and I bite my lip to hide my smile. He's fun to mess with too.
He leans forward and gently kisses me, and I kiss him back. We continue to sway, and I wish that I could get a good chance with love. When I graduated high school, my parents sent me here to live with my aunt Pepper, who just so happened to work with Tony Stark. I was introduced to Loki through him, and these past three years I've gotten to know the avengers pretty well.
I never did get the chance to tell Adrien how I felt. I feel like if I did see him again some of those feelings would show themselves again, but no where near as strong as before. I will always have a special place in my heart for him. The one thing I regret the most is not getting the chance to say goodbye to him.
Loki and I continue to dance. Keeping up this act that he doesn't know I'm playing, and we eventually drift off to the side of the room, leaning against the wall in the shadows. With us both wearing complete black, I doubt anyone can see us. Only one light is on, and it's the giant chandelier in the middle of the room, made out of millions of small crystals.
He leans forward and begins to kiss me, and I kiss him back. I can tell that he wants to take it farther than just a gentle kiss, but I pull away. "Be patient Menteur." I say, and he smiles. "What does that nickname mean?" I smile and say, "Darling."
It doesn't. Not at all. It really means liar.
I look over and see Bucky watching us, a small smile on his face as he takes a drink out of his glass. I look around the room and locate all of the different avengers. I see where the music is playing from, and I get an idea.
"Here. I want to do something. Wait right here." I tell Loki, and he smiles at me, softly kissing my lips before I walk away. I go up to the dj, and whisper in his ear, "I want to expose my boyfriend for being a liar and playing me. Can I after this song?" He looks at me, and nods. When the song finishes, he stops the music and hands me a microphone.
"H-h-hello everyone. Can you all look at me? I'm up on the dj stand." Everyone in the room turns towards me, and I find Loki, he looks amused, yet interested. I watch as Bucky makes his way over to Loki and whispers something in his ear, making the two men laugh.
"This is really out of character for me, but sometimes when you care about someone, you do things that you would never imagine yourself doing. So, Loki, I know that we've only been dating for 6 months, but I want you to know something."
I pause for dramatic effect, and continue.
"I-I..." I change my tone from one of someone who is sweet and caring, to one who is accusing someone. "I know that Bucky dared you to make me fall in love with you just so then you could break my heart." I hear people around me gasp, and look at the god, who is extremely pale. Even more so than normal.
"So, Loki, I am not giving you what you want to complete your dare. If anything I am publicly humiliating you and dumping you. I hope you have a nice life. I'm sorry that things didn't go the way you planned. Oh well. You deserve it."
I hand the microphone back to the dj, and walk out of the party, leaving him behind.