Avengers Imagines: Volume I

"Excuse me!" You screech as cloud boy grabs your hand pulling you into a cab "You could have been more gentle!"

A sly smirk began to develop on his face, "Sorry my lady, but we're late."

"Late for what?" You question again, this time adding your famous puppy dog eyes.

He pulled your hand to his mouth and whispered, "Dinner." As he kissed your hand.

A few minutes had passed and you began to realize that you were heading towards the beach, towards the private beaches, and the docks. The car began to slow as you got closer to a small boat covered with fairy lights. You pushed your thoughts away from the obvious fire hazard as you neared the boat. Your date had insisted on walking arm in arm, bringing you closer to the fairy light boat.

"Our ride for the evening. I do hope you like boats."

"Thought you said we were going to dinner."

With a smirk on his face, a picnic basket appeared slowly in the boat. Entering first he offers his hand to let you in, and you gladly accept.

As soon as you sit, he reaches past you and sends the boat into motion, causing you to gasp at the speed you were now going. As if by magic.

Holding on for dear life, your date began to slow the boat down, and you began to calm down, when you looked down at the water and realized it was floating away from you as the boat slowly began to rise.

"What's going on?" You questioned, but it was only met with a sly grin from your date. You soon were floating above the water, in the air, rotating ever so slightly as if you were in one of those fancy revolving restaurants.

"I am Loki, of Asgard, and you my love, are (y/n), of Midgard, my date and possibly my new recruit." Loki smirked, taking a sip of wine, and whisking his hand to the side as music began to play.

You couldn't help it, you stared at him, open mouthed, in awe and slight fear. "Loki? As in the alien who attempted to take over New York a few years back?"

" You sure ask a lot of questions. Of course I am Loki, and I am no alien, I am a god."

"Demi-god. It is impossible for you to be a god, since there is only one, and I'd bet he doesn't dress like you." You laugh loudly. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I am so sorry."

" You know dear, it is true what they say about this country, you people here in, what is it called, Canaidia?"

"Canada." You correct, cutting him off.

"Whatever! You mortals here are so polite, it's slightly off putting."

You glare at him for a second, trying to read him. "Well, we can also bite back when we are feel threatened."

"Oh, please, you're a butterfly of a country. You couldn't even leave a mark." His green eyes pierced you as he said this, a burning fire of anger rushed through you but you kept it hidden.

"Listen Princess Cheek bones. You are so arrogant, why did you even ask me on this date if you were just going to insult me."

"How quaint, you are going to fight me now? Ma lady, why don't you have a glass of wine and we just forget about this little spat. You look so lovely tonight, I do not wish to waste our time together by fighting. Now for a change in the music." His smile returns, allowing you to calm again.

Looking straight into his eyes, you smile brightly, "I think you're crazy, really crazy. A crazy, handsome, idiot."

"Crazy and handsome yes, but an idiot. I am afraid I cannot agree with you there."

An hour passed and you floated back to the dock. As you stepped off the boat, your feet landed on the floor of the hallway right outside your apartment. "How?" Loki put his finger to his perfectly shaped lips as he quietened me. A moment later you felt soft, sly lips touch yours, only for a second when you pushed away. "Thank you Loki, maybe one day we can do this again. Maybe."

His smirk regained its spot on his face, "See you next Sunday my love." He grinned as he vanished. You turned to unlock your door, setting down your purse by the front door and taking off your shoes. What the heck just happened? You thought to yourself as you pulled out your phone to call (y/bff/n).