Random Fandom Imagines (Requests Closed)

HiddlesbatchCat/Loki

I stood in front of my mirror and fixed my silvery dark blonde hair into a bun. My now blue eyes were bright and my white servant dress was clean. I smoothed out a wrinkle at the bottom and took a deep breath.

After the battle of New York, which Loki won, the world was somewhat...different. I applied a job at the Stark Tower to work as a server, or servant as you could call it. Loki had taken over it and had lived here as he called it his own.

My heels clicked on the hardware floor as I entered a long hallway into the kitchen to serve his breakfast.

"Ah! Annie! Good morning!" said the chef as he flipped a pancake.

"Good morning to you too, Frank," I said and grabbed a cup of coffee.

"Anything new today?" I asked as I leaned on the counter and took a sip.

"Well, nothing much really."

"Ah, the usual."

He chuckled and got together a plate of food for him.

I grabbed the plate and gave Frank a wink..

"Good luck!" he said as I gave him a quick smile and entered the dining room.

Dark handsome Loki sat on one end of the table, fingering the rim of a knife. His pale skin and sharp nose were quite attractive with his steadfast figure. His biceps flexed largely as he picked up his cup of tea.

"Good morning, sir," I said as I walked towards him.

He stared at me curiously, watching my every move. I don't know what it is, but lately he has been keeping a steady eye on me. Almost like, checking me out.

"Here you are," I said as I set his plate down.

"You look exceptionally wonderful today," he purred his deep voice. His hot breath was on my neck as I froze for a moment, still having my hands on the plate.

I gulped and stepped away from him.

"T-thank you, sir," I said. I stood behind Loki while he ate.

"Don't call me sir anymore. Just Loki or your majesty would be fine," he said before he took a bite.

"Yes, Loki..." I said. It sounded weird saying that.

"Your name is Annie, am I correct?" he asked, after taking a sip of his tea.

"Uh yes, your majesty."

"Hm, quite an interesting name, Annie."

Well, that's quite weird for him to talk to me like that. Usually, men like him never have personal conversations to servants like me.

"Annie, you may go now," Loki said and I walked away, while I peeked a glance at Loki. I can't get over how hot he is.

I saw Loki quite frequently around the Tower now and then. More than I usuaully do. I served him for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Plus, sometimes changed his sheets or something else he needed. It seemed like he was there everytime I went somewhere. When I'd go out onto the balcony, I'd see him there. The park, the hallways, even in the kitchen, snacking on something.

Though, we never really talked. It was never really my buisness to talk to men like him, since I was a servant. So, I tried to ignore him. But it eventually didn't work out.

It was a long day at work and I was tired. It was dark and I unclipped my bun, to let my long hair drape down. I soon started to sing one of my favorite songs from Imagine Dragons. My voice was sweet and I started to unzip my dress when I heard a deep voice say, "Your'e such a beautiful girl."

I gasped a bit and turned around to see Loki in my bedroom by the bedroom door.

"Sir, I mean, Loki, what are you doing here?" I exclaimed quickly zipping my dress up.

"Oh I just wanted to talk."

"We could have talked somewhere else."

"But I knew if we did, someone would catch us and it's not really your place to talk to men like me in public, right?"

I shut up and asked, "Well, what do you want, may I ask?"

"Come and sit. I will tell you," Loki replied and motioned for me to sit on the bed. I cautiously did, without my eyes off him, as he did the same.

"Annie, I know we never talk or have become accquanted with each other, but I want to," he said, looking at me with those green sharp eyes.

"Then let's get to know each other as friends," I said.

"But I don't want to be just that," he remarked and his hand, like a snake, slithered into mine.

"I have feelings towards you, Annie. And I want for you to spend the rest of your life with me," Loki said.

I was strucked by such an offer that I started feeling scared.

"Loki...I don't know. You can't just barge into my bedroom and tell me you love me. I-I just don't think I'm ready," I said and quickly stood up, letting go of his hand.

"But Annie, think of all the things you could have! You-"

"Loki, please leave."

"Excuse me?"

"I asked you to leave, Loki. Please...."

It seemed like his anger was boiling up, but he took a deep breath and looked at me. He stood up and before he closed the bedroom door as he was leaving he said, "Just think about it." And he was gone.

I had a restless sleep last night. And all I could think about was Loki. His offer and his love for me. I mean I barely know him! But he's literally the king of this world. I should obey his commands. But, I don't want to. Why is this so hard?

It was dawn when I woke from bed. I couldn't stop thinking about Loki. He was in my head. His beautiful face and voice were dancing around almost as if they were telling me that I should accept. I thought of all the times he and I were together or when I saw him. His stalking, his kind words, and love for me brought me to my choice.

I couldn't wait any moment to tell him so I rushed to his bedroom, my cold feet dancing on the wooden floor to his bedroom. My pink silk nightgown swung as I stopped at his door. I peeked a smile and knocked on his door eagerly.

A shirtless king opened the door. Loki looked surprised and happy that I had come.

"Annie, I-"

"Shut up," I breathed and grabbed his head to kiss him. In which I did. His lips were strong, yet soft as we collided. Loki's cold hands wrapped around my back and held me tight. I couldn't let go of him and he couldn't let go of me. I loved him too much and it was too much to let go.

Our passionate kiss ended as we both took deep breaths. Loki's hands traveled up my back and held my head. He grinned and it turned into a smile.

"I knew you would come for me, " he said and brushed some of my hair out of the way.

I slowly went on my tippy-toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll always come for you," I replied back.