《Wrong number Avengers》an interesting night
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Tw kinda pulling an object out of someone and blood
Loki pov
I had received a text grinning at the message i straighten my black tie and sneak out of my room trying to get out of the tower un noticed. I held the single dark rose in my right hand fiddling with my rings on my left. i had planned this night for a while and i couldn't wait for it to play out.
Successfully i make it out of the tower glancing behind me to make sure im not followed i made my way to the old library. Looking around for a certain someone. I see them. Their long black hair carefully braided down their back the outfit they wore was elegant yet casual. I sneak up behind them wrapping my arms around their waist.
'evening darling' i hum and they smile.
y/n pov
i watch as loki sneaks out of the tower. I wait for him to get in the elevator before sprinting down the stairs in order to not loose him. When i get down i see him just a few meters ahead and smirk to myself as i silently follow them down the street. He looks behind and i quickly turn to the nearest ally. After a few seconds i look around the wall and see that he had continued walking. I follow him and begin to recognise the streets.
'the library?' i mumble so only i could hear. Why was he going to the library stark had one did he not. When we get into the place i only see one other person in there. Some mystery person with dark hair. I sit away from them pulling out a random book. In the reflection of the glass i see loki snake his arms around the persons waist. This peaks my interest. Did the god have a partner? I question.
I was about to leave when my phone went off. Like very loudly. I hear a loud sigh 'you can come out y/n' loki says. I slowly stand up and lean on the bookcase near them
'surprise?' i say. Loki shakes his head and i get the point. 'fine fine ill leave but give me the details' i point a finger at them. I dont give him time to disagree because i leave answering on of the many calls from wanda
'y/n? Y/N?' she says
'hey wands' i say as i begin to walk back to the tower.
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'y/n omg i woke up and you wernt there or in the kitchen, where are you?' she asked worried
'im sorry for worrying you but i went to get water but i saw loki sneaking out and i well i wanted to see why. i was bored' i tell her truthfully
'that's fine im sorry for stressing. Are you coming back?' she questions.
'maybe?' i paused and sighed. 'i forgot how calm the city is at night. If its okay i might just walk around for a bit' i answer looking at the sky how quiet it could get at night.
'you don't need my permission have fun buba. Tell me if anything goes wrong' i smile and agree ending the call and walking to my old spot before it all.
Loki pov
After the young mortal leaves i turn back to my love. They were reading some poetry book and i smiled picking up another book. We sat side by side enjoying the company. Suddenly i remember the rose. I pull it out laying the flower on their book. They smile instantly picking it up careful of the thorns the grab it examining the plant 'thank you' they whisper leaning on my lap continuing to read their book. I smirk reading mine aswell
Time skip about an hour.
The library closed so i brought them up to the towers roof for a moonlit dinner.
y/n pov
i was sitting on my old roof. It was near the tower and relatively secluded. I shivered a bit at the cold considering i was just in a hoodie. I was lost in my thoughts. Me an orphan neglected as a child now had the best family living in an amazing home i couldn't help but smile. I laid back on the stone wall of the roof looking up at the stars. Suddenly the door to the roof opened
'y/n?' i shot up i knew that voice.
'kayla? What are you doing here?' i question going in for a hug. I was pretty sure she wasn't hydra unlike some people. kaleb *cough* maria.
'i live in the apartment below. So i should be asking you that question' she chuckles.
'oh yeah. Well i was walking around the city and this was kinda my roof when i was younger i would escape the homes and sit here' i tell her
'why this roof?' my friend questions sitting next to me.
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'i cant remember exactly why i chose it the first night but its secluded and has a great view' i say motioning to the city. She nods and we sit their in a awkward silence
'so how are the others?' i question i haven't really spoke to them but than again i ghost a lot of people. like you know how you ignore a message saying you will reply to it later but ultimately forgetting yeah.
'there good' she responds with no further explanation i nod and look down at my feet hanging off the edge. 'well i better get back before my parents worry, it was good seeing you' kayla says brining me in for a hug.
After a second when i try to pull away she doesn't let me go 'uh kayl-' i was cut off when she stabbed me in the lower back. She kicks my knees in and i fall to the ground. 'what the fuck' i say. Quietly cursing to myself she was probably with maria and kaleb. She just smirks and runs away. I can feel the knife in my back. Blood staining my clothes and the snow around me. I cant deal with it not here. So instead i fly off to the tower.
Making my way to my window i pray its open. I carefully push it open seeing as there is no lights on i quietly make it inside. Honestly im to tired for this so i flop onto the bed on my stomach. I don't know if the knife fell out or not. If it hadn't that would be disturbing to wake up to. Unexpectedly i hear the sheets move
'y/n?' i hear wanda question leaning over to turn the lamp on. I hum a response that is muffled by the pillow. Wanda gasps for some reason i turn my head to see her looking at my back funny.
'what?' i question and see where she was looking. Blood covered hoodie and a knife in my back.
'y/n omg please tell me what happened' she says coming over and carrying me to the bathroom.
'i got stabbed in the back' i laugh shutting up when pain goes up my spine. She sits me on the bench facing the mirror so she could deal with my back.
Wandas pov
I fall back asleep only to be woken by the window opening and the bed sinking on one side. 'y/n?' i question sitting up to turn the light on. I look back over at her with a fricking knife sticking out of her back. I audibly gasp and she looks confused
'y/n omg please tell me what happened' i ask her going over. I decide on the best way to pick her up and carry her into the connected bathroom
'i got stabbed in the back' she informs me laughing but quickly shuts up. (now i have no idea how to do this so if its wrong we die) i carefully pull the cut hoodie over the knife and her head setting it in the sink. y/n leans her head against the mirror obviously in pain. Very gently i pull the knife out of her back applying pressure to the wound with a hand towel. 'you can go back to bed buba i can do it' she tells me lifting her head.
'nope sit there and tell me what happened' i tell her sternly. She sighs and begins telling her story beginning when she left the tower. I listen but mostly pay attention to her wound. y/n turns slightly grabbing the bloody knife.
'this isn't to bad' she says examining the dagger. It was nice. The gold blade had encryptions down the centre and a well wrapped leather handle. I wasn't even aware they made knives like this anymore. her wound finally stopped bleeding so i disinfect it quickly.
'come on you need to have a shower' i say she groans turning around her feet hanging of the edge 'you got blood everywhere. Have a shower while i clean it up. She rolls her eyes turning it on.
Her wound was quite deep and would need stiches i begin to wipe the bench chucking the bloody towels in the washing before going out to the bedroom to see it their was blood on the sheets. Surprisingly their wasn't so i grab more clothes putting them on the bathroom bench
'come out once your done' i tell her she pokes her head out the door putting her lips together for a kiss. I smile and lean in to kiss her.
I was on our bed with the knife. Cleaning it with a cloth. It shined and was very beautiful. The weird letters on it though i couldn't decipher. We would have to ask tony. minutes later y/n comes out with the first aid kit.
a/n
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