Every Little Lie ~ Loki X Reader

Your POV

Over the last couple of weeks, I'd stayed strong against Loki's advances, but he was really wearing me down. I'd managed to stay strong because I kept thinking about how princes get married off sometimes as well. As much as I didn't want that to happen to him and as much as I enjoyed his company, if I got in the way of that... I could only imagine what Odin could do to me if it were serious enough. I also learned that yes, the warriors have their own servants, but my handmaiden Eira was specifically picked for me by Loki. I rolled my eyes when I found out from her. I also learned more about the group and enjoyed becoming friends with them. Volstagg started calling me his little sister, and it felt nice to have a family, one that cared. Sif, of course, loved to point out that she was there first. 

Speaking of Sif, she was increasingly suspicious of my 'secret admirer' who kept sending me gifts. I, of course, knew who they were from, but I knew how she felt towards Loki from what she had told me. It was better to act like nothing was there when I was desperately trying not to fall deeper into the pit of feelings I had locked up in my chest. Sif had seen me talking to Loki, though, and part of me felt like a liar by telling her that he and I were only friends. It wasn't a complete lie, but there were the gifts and the late-night meetings in the library or in his room, just talking. Of course, Loki being himself made it EXTREMELY difficult to keep my hands to myself and thoughts quiet.

He really had to dig into my mind when I kept my thoughts quiet. I enjoyed seeing him frustrated. I will admit, he had gotten some kisses on the cheek for the new daggers and throwing knives he'd sent as gifts. I'd started to practice throwing the knives, but it was something I didn't want to practice around other people until I had gotten the gist down. Eventually, we finally got a mission to go on. Volstagg wouldn't stop talking about how it was my first quest. He reminded me of Ebbe. War was starting up in Vanaheim, and we were the cavalry as a friendly gesture from Asgard. We had sorcerers settled and learning there. In a sense, there were Asgardian colonies there. It seemed like just issues caused by rag-tag bandits, but I didn't know how bad it would get. Amidst the battle, it felt like Sif was protecting me. It made me reckless just wanting to prove myself. I started weaving in between enemies, slicing and stabbing with my new daggers, and at short distances, I used my throwing knives. I was told to hang back as the distant backup. 

I had my bow at the ready to snipe enemies, but I saw a bigger guy start to creep up on Thor. I took my bow and slid under Thor's legs and shot at the big guy. He tried to hit me, but I was faster than him. Another enemy almost hit me with an axe, but Thor had my back. I managed to jump on top of the guy and broke his neck. I jumped down, and Thor tried to lecture me until I picked up a shield from the ground and managed to keep him from getting shot. "YELL AT ME LATER!" I ran towards Hogun, who needed backup. It was chaos for what was supposed to be only a small retaliation. When we left, it seemed fine. On the way back to the Bifrost, I just tuned out Thor and Sif lecturing me. Volstagg said he was proud of me, which helped a little bit with my frustration.

"VOLSTAGG DON'T ENCOURAGE HER TO THROW HERSELF INTO DANGER!" When we got back to the palace, in our usual small celebration room, Thor continued to lecture me on how he was a god and he could probably heal more easily and faster than I could. "Isn't our job in a sense to fight by you, but to also protect you?" Sif stepped up to me. She took my bow, throwing it down. "You were supposed to be long-distance! You went against the plan, for what?" "I helped you out multiple times! I'm here and fine!" "BUT WHAT IF YOU WEREN'T?!" "Sif, I'm not a child anymore, you don't have to keep treating me like one!" Hogun interrupted and did vouch for me helping him, but Sif cut him off, yelling about him encouraging my reckless behavior. I wasn't much younger than everyone, and I couldn't understand why I was being treated this way. 

"YOU TAUGHT ME THAT SOMETIMES BATTLE CALLS FOR RASH ACTION!" Sif tried to take my daggers, and I grabbed her hand and pushed her back. "OBVIOUSLY I DIDN'T TRAIN YOU WELL ENOUGH IF YOU ARE THROWING A TANTRUM OVER US BEING WORRIED FOR YOU!" I took a deep breath and was about to talk about how I made a judgment call, but Thor interrupted me, surprisingly calmly, "We appreciate what you did (Y/n), but it's obvious we need to have you stay back for a time until you can learn more." "WHAT?!" He held his hand out for my daggers. "You cannot be serious!" "I am my friend, I'm sorry, but until we can train you how to fight within the group better-" I gave him my daggers and charged out of the room, admittedly, almost like a petulant child. I had almost hit Loki with the doors, but I refused to stop. I marched straight down the halls, and I slammed the door to my room. I knew they were worried, but I could hold my own. I understood their point, but retiring me from my post until further notice? I had been crying hot, angry, and frustrated tears. I wiped my face. I was a child, with how I acted, I realized that eventually, but it felt like my world was crashing around me at the time. I eventually got up and started throwing my knives at different points on the wall to get my anger out.