powerless || Loki x Reader

There has been many months of fighting and missions. All of the Avengers that needed/wanted to move into the tower has done so.

This morning we're sitting a the kitchen table watching breakfast, when the Bifrost opens and Thor comes out with another human.

"Bruce, this bacon is to die for," I say pronouncing the word 'die' the most. Bruce laughs at me and shrugs.

"I've had some practice cooking," he says while taking a bite of toast.

Soon, Thor comes into the room with a familiar man.

"Loki?" I say. I look him in the eyes searching for the familiar blue. His eyes are now green.

"That's me." He says before looking me up and down, "Nice pajamas," he says smirking.

I look down at what I'm wearing and realize it looks a lot like his signature colors. A black cropped long sleeve fitted shirt, with a gold color and gold cuffs on the sleeves, and green plaid sweat pants.

I nod and look down. I rub my thumb over the bandage on abdomen. I got on the mission yesterday, it was bad, but I refuse to take any bed rest.

"What is Reindeer Games doing here?" Tony asks.

"Well, in Asgard they were going to kill him. I do not want my brother to die, so I spoke to Fury and he will staying here. In the Avengers Tower." Thor explains. "He knows if he tries to escape or misbehave he will get sent back to Asgard." He adds.

"Okay, show him to his room." Tony says. "Y/n, actually you do it." I nod and stand up.

"Thor, you can let go of him," Thor lets his brother go and Loki follows me. "So if you just walk up these two sets of stairs," I say as he follows me. "And turn left right here, my room is right next to yours." I say as we stop in front of what is now his room. "The walls are a dark grey, I thought you'd like the color. The comforter is green.. it just screams Loki." I say.

"Hm." He says. He does an outfit change right in front of me, coming out of the Asgardian clothing into Earth clothes. A green fitted shirt and grey sweat pants. "No need to impress anyone, right?" He says and I shrug.

"I guess not," I say as I look down to the shirt that hugs abs perfectly.

"And if I do, it's by accident." He adds. I scoff at his not-so-subtle implication.

"I'm not impressed by you," I say.

"Well then, my eyes are up there," he says a smirk plastered on his face. I roll my eyes and tell him to follow me back downstairs.

He sits next to me at the table and everyone looks at him surprised by his new clothing. He says nothing and just stares until everyone stops looking at him. He still doesn't move but his hard glare and tense jaw slightly relaxes when everyone stops looking at the special guest.

I get to get a glass of orange juice, as I pout the juice the room starts spinning. My vision gets blurry and I fall to the ground.

I wake up hours later in the infirmary with screens in front of me. "Bruce?"

"Hey, Y/n." he walks toward me. "You fainted."

"I know." I say waiting for an answer to what the hell happened.

"I don't know what happened, but in your sleeping state your brain was extremely active. The more awake you got the less active until it went back to its normal state of activity." I stare at him confused.

"Is that why there's all of these wires?" I ask.

"They're measuring your brainwaves," he says and I nod.