I Want What I Deserve// Loki x Fem Reader

A/n: Hello everybody! Today is March 23, 2020. I can't believe we hit 226! As of the posting of this chapter, I am on my Day 6 of a two-month quarantine. It's GREAT. (Note the sarcasm). I want to give a shoutout to Smolpotatosack, who in real life is one of my best friends. I miss them so much. Anyways, if you like Star Wars be sure to check out my Kylo Ren x Reader story, "Reality. I love you with all my person. Enjoy!

Y/n is slowly rising up off the ground.

Bruce steps forward, his jaw dropped. "Y/n," he whispers. 

"What?!" She spits.

"You're floating," he says.

She looks under and realizes that she has risen a foot above the floor. Y/n yelps and drops to the floor immediately. Natasha presses her hand on the glass. "Y/n. Please, let us help you. What we did was wrong, but let's be honest. You're an Avenger. You need an Avenger level trick to help us realize if you're not okay. Please, let us come in."

Y/n nods, tears freely flowing down her face. Everyone rushes in. Nat grabs her face and kisses her forehead. "I love you."

Clint grabs her underarms and hoists her up, planting a kiss on her temple. "We all do."

Thor offers his arms. "May I carry her?"

Y/n rolls her head to look at him. "You tricked me, too." She looks at Clint. "Will you keep carrying me, please?"

He nods. She wraps her arms around him and nuzzles her face in his neck. Not romantically, but she just feels safe with Clint. She feels herself ebbing away from consciousness again. Clint feels her go limp in his arms. "She's out again, guys," he says.

"Let's get her home," Tony says, pushing the hair out of her face adoringly.

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When Y/n wakes up, she doesn't want to open her eyes. She feels safe, but she doesn't want to bring herself into the harsh reality of the world.

Slowly, feeling in her body comes back. She feels something uncomfortable in her arm. However, she feels the weight and softness of her favorite blanket. But then she smells something. An overuse of cologne. Something that she has grown very familiar to.

Without even opening her eyes, Y/n whispers in a coarse voice, "Parker." She slowly blinks her eyes, and when she fully opens them, she is gazing into the hazel eyes of Peter Parker. He smiles at her.

"Oh thank god you're awake!"

"What are you doing in my bed, you cheeky bugger?" Y/n asks. 

Peter blushes. "I really wanted to see you. I needed to make sure you were okay."

Y/n smiles. "Thanks. I appreciate it." She looks around. She is in her bedroom at Headquarters, except there is an i.v stand next to her bed.

"How long have you been in my bed, Parker?"

"... a while..."

Y/n scoffs and laughs. "It's just so comfy!" He exclaims.

"The wonders of memory foam," Y/n says, wiggling her eyebrows. 

Y/n glances at the clock. "Peter, why aren't you in school?!" She exclaims.

"I wanted to see you," he says bashfully.

Y/n pushes him of the bed with a yelp of protest from Peter. "Get your butt to school. I'll drive you, if I can."

He rushes out the door to grab his backpack.

After a little bit, he comes back in. Without a backpack. "What are you doing?" Y/n asks.

"I was wondering if I could give you a hug?"He asks. 

Y/n smiles. "Of course."

He walks up to her and wraps his arms around her. She breathes in his scent of mint and forest.

Wait. Mint and forest?! He smells like Calvin Klein threw up on him!  Y/n thinks. Then it clicks. She pushes away from him. "Loki?" Her voice cracks.

With a trickle of gold, Peter disappears and Loki appears. "I'm sorry, love. I needed to see you," he whispers.

Y/n says nothing; instead she slams her body into his, holding tightly around him. He stand there shocked, before he reaches around you. "I've got you, Y/n. I will always have you."