Here’s a fluffy coffee shop AU that absolutely no one asked for!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dedicated to @devilstrip pls enjoy this steaming-pile-of-shit-fic
**THIS CONTAINS NO INFINITY WAR SPOILERS**
His hand enveloped yours, and you froze.
It was a light feeling. A delicate touch
that left your stomach tied in knots and your body tingling from adrenaline.
The tips of his fingers rested over your knuckles, and stayed still, even as
you twitched. It was an oddly intimate feeling, something extraordinarily
gentle and human, which was the last thing you expected from someone like him.
But it was nice. And you were losing yourself in your own fantasies. Your
entire life had apparently been leading up to this moment, and you—
“May I have my coffee, please?”
You blinked as your brain caught up to
speed on the current situation. Somehow the star-struck mix of shock and fear
masqueraded as something romantic. This wasn’t love. It was just the feeling of
being in the presence of a god.
“Sorry, yeah,” you released the cup and
carefully snaked your hand back.
The look of calm remained on his face as
he sighed heavily and muttered a brisk thank you, then walked away before you
had the chance to return the pleasantry. You almost laughed at how ridiculous
it was to think that you’d be able to say anything, anyways. You’d become
something of a fish out of water; mouth awkwardly gaping as you gasped for air.
Or words. Both were lost to you, regardless.
To your surprise, he took a seat in the
back corner, rather than leaving. A bold move, seeing as he was hated by most
of the general public for the stunts he pulled in New York a few years back.
What was he doing back on Earth, anyways?
You got your answer as he pulled out a
book.
Reading. Loki, god of mischief, brother
of Thor, was sitting in a Starbucks, reading. And not one person seemed to
care…not that there was even anyone around to notice.
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