powerless || Loki x Reader

the babysitter

"Sucks for you," Loki says just watching me.

"Can you get me, I don't know, ice?!" I half ask half bark.

"Aren't you the one watching me?" He challenges.

"Loki, please," I beg.

"Fine."

He relents and gives me an ice pack. I place it on my ankle without moving my leg. Loki and I continue to sit in silence. He's sitting slightly closer than before, but I don't comment.

The Quinjet revs over head and it lands causing the building to vibrate. Loki and I don't move as the team files into the room. I get pestered with "are you okay"'s and "how was he"'s.

Thor sits between Loki and I. I move my leg out of the way to let him sit down. Loki rolls his eyes and moves so he does not need to be touching his brother. Everyone else decides to change before sitting down. I watch Loki as he gets a pillow to use as a barrier to shield him from Bruce, who sits down next to him. Pepper and Tony are making dinner in the kitchen acting like a cute couple. A pang of jealousy hits me as I watch them. Everyone else files into the room to watch Pirates of the Caribbean, which just started playing.

"Johnny Depp looks so good in this," I say looking at Natasha.

"He has long dark hair and is a bad guy," she says. I turn my head slightly to look at Loki, who is looking straight ahead at the TV.

I watch Nat as she smiles at her own implication. I roll my eyes at her and slouch back on the couch, continuing to watch the movie. Thor gets up off the couch to "get a tart of the pop variety." I laugh at how unintentionally funny he is. I turn my head to watch Thor, but as I do I see his brother seeing the TV. Not quite watching, because his mind seems to be other places.

I fix my gaze on to the TV when Loki turns his head to look at me. I see him grin out of the corner of my eye.

"Dinner's ready," Tony says with a smile. "I did no cooking, but I supervised the making of the shawarma."

"Supervision is always important," I say. "But I don't think it came from the right person."

Steve and Nat laugh and Tony rolls his eyes. I sit down next to Loki at the table. Thor is next to Loki. Besides Thor, at the end of the table is Tony. Pepper is at the other end, opposite to me is Natasha. Beside her are Steve and Bruce.

The food gets put on the table after everyone sits. "What is this?" Loki whispers to me. 

"Something Tony brought up when you invaded New York. He tried it the next day with Steve, Thor and I. He fell in love with it and has been wanting Pepper to make it for some time now," I answer. "It's called shawarma."

"Sounds like the name of a worm," Loki says.

Tony clears his throat. "Is there something you'd like to say to the class, Reindeer Games?" Tony asks.

Loki ignores him and doesn't look up from his plate. There's conversation about the mission that went on today, which I obviously can't contribute to. I turn my head to look at the black haired man next to me.

"Yes?" Loki whispers. I open my mouth to speak, but then close it again. "Yes?" Loki repeats himself.

"I'm bored and in pain," I say.

"Talk to your fellow superhuman friends," he says to me, scoffing. I move my tongue along the inside of my cheek and glare at him.

"I don't want to interrupt them," I tell him.

"You're interrupting me," Loki says.

"But you're not doing anything?" I half ask, half observe.

"Exactly." Loki says with a cocky grin etched on his lips. I no longer think I like his smile. I roll my eyes and eat my shawarma. Loki eats too, only when he knows that no one is looking at him. Only exceptions being Thor and I. When we all finish eating, Pepper takes our plates and puts them in the sink. We protest with her, but she insists.