Unfiltered // Loki x Reader

A/N: I won't keep you long I'm just going to apologise, once again, for this late update.

"Don't you have anything to do?" He asked you, pointing at you while he raised an eyebrow; looking up from his work, referring to Abigail. You nodded with a hum, "But Loki told me he was going to spend some time with her and that I don't have to worry... it's slightly odd because it's all I've been doing for the past two months. He said I should leave her with him all day." He agreed, "Well, you're welcome here any time he gives you a break." "Thank you, Tony."

While you spoke to Tony, asking about his work and helping out in small amounts, Loki was sat at a table with Thor beside him. "Are you sad that baby Abigail has your eyes?" He asked. "No, as much as I would have loved Y/N's, she was happy seeing mine," Loki replied, watching his daughter stare at her uncle. "I am so proud of you," Thor began, "Look, you have a wonderful partner and now a daughter just as much. Mother always did like Y/N." Loki smiled, his eyes drifting to his brother for only a second, "Thank you."

"May I?" Loki nodded and carefully handed Abigail to Thor. "What is she doing?" Thor asked, slightly concerned as she started leaning forward with her hands out. "I'm not-" Loki bursted out laughing mid-sentence watching his little girl try to pull out Thor's beard. "Loki, it hurts," Thor complained, putting up with the pain for a moment. "It does? It was making me laugh," He replied, watching his brother gently push away Abigail's hands. "Oh, some things will never change," Thor smiled, looking at his niece. "Thankfully." "I wonder if her beard pulling is your snake stabbing..." Thor joked, causing Loki to smile widely. "I guess we will find out."

"But how do you feel? I mean, most of the time you're in here doing your own thing," You told Tony, watching him work, as you leaned against a wall. "How do I feel?" He paused for a moment, staring straight a head of him before he turned to you, "Well, that's a question I don't get that often, but I'm feeling very productive." You sighed to yourself, "But do you feel good? Bad, maybe?" "As much as I appreciate you thinking of me, why?" He squinted at you. "Just wondering, you never really say anything with deep emotion, well remembering off of the top of my head-" "Are you okay? When did you get so passionate about others feelings?" He questioned, slightly shocked and confused.

Abigail yawned and hit her hands on her face, rubbing it with open palms. "Oh," Loki smiled softly, eyebrows raised, "Is somebody tried?" Moving his face closer, he gentle touched her nose with his for a second with a wider smile. He sighed happily, and announced to Thor that he was going to put her to bed. Watching his brother walk away, Thor smiled widely — teeth showing. 

You laughed, "Of course." "Sure-" "So, how do you feel?" You snapped back to the question. With a sigh, he answered, "I'm fine. I do enjoy this conversation though." He scoffed a small laugh with a side smile and turned back to his work. "Really?" "Yes?" He raised an eyebrow. You nodded.