Loki/Tom Hiddleston One-shots

"Hey loki" you smile as he takes a seat beside you in the living room.
He just gives you the side eye before opening his book and finding the page he ended on.

"Okay then" you sighed awkwardly unsure of what to do, as you weirdly rub your hands up and down your legs as you sit up.
"I guess I'll go..." you say confused as you start to get up.

"Stay" is all he says.

"Are you sure ?" You question but get no reply but a slight glance your way.
"Alright then" you mumble settling back into the couch as you reopen your kindle.
You give Loki a quick glance and see a faint smile on his face.
You sit there for a few hours reading before people come piling in as the day grows older, settling down to watch next episode of the evening drama.
Loki sighs and get up as this happens, you watch him confused as to why he is leaving and all he gives you is a slight raise to the corner of his mouth.

A few days later you're in the kitchen with a few people having a friendly debate on whether pineapple belongs on pizza (it does not!) when Loki silently walks in and heads towards the fridge.

You watch him as he opens it and rolls his eyes which makes you silently laugh a little. He glances over to you then to what you're cooking on the stove before closing the fridge door and leaning against the cupboard near you.
"Do you want some Loki?" You ask to be friendly.

He's eyes meet yours to check your being serious then he glances back down at the food again.
"If it's not too much of a fuss"

"Of course not" you smile softly, he sees this and his heart skips a beat causing him to return the smile before he quickly corrected his expression.

It felt like a small victory that you just bought a smile out of him, it making your heart warm a little.

By the time you had finished cooking people in the kitchen had fizzled out to do their evening workouts or to go to bed.

You plated up the food and slid it across the island where Loki had relocated to watch you cook,
" there you go" you smile.
"I'm going to eat mine on the terrace, you're more then welcome to join me" you say walking out of the room.

You get seated, overlooking the floral fields on the premises, as you take your first bite you hear a click of the door and seconds later a seat being pulled out from beside you.
"It's my favourite place to overlook, I hope you don't mind"
Loki speaks softly, eyebrows tense with nerves as he waits for your approval which makes your heart soar, you wanted to run your fingers along his face and relax the lines of worry that currently overtook it.

"I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't want you here" your laugh gently, making him laugh through his nose quietly as he claims the seat beside you.

It is a rainy and dull evening, you have found yourself in the 360 bubble that hangs off the side of the building, which you decorated into a reading nook.

Sofa pillows and cushions and oversized fluffy blankets covered every inch of it.
You found yourself distracted from your book as you watch droplets of rain smash against the top of the dome and slowly roll down the curve of it in an almost poetic way, as if it were dancing it's way to the bottom.
You were broken from your trance when you heard the curtain at the entrance being pulled open to reveal Loki.

He was stood there with a new book occupying his hand, baggy black sweatpants on, that same for the top, and his hair messy as if he'd just woken from a nap.
"Oh I apologise" he mutters.