Music: Lucky One - Simple Plan

(Y/N) = Your Name
(E/C) = Eye Colour

:Chapter Thirteen:

(Y/N) sighed, tossing up a rock as she laid on a chair, staring up at the evening sky. She usually came up to the roof to think because hardly anyone else came up here. No one knew she was there.

She was still thinking about what happened between her and Loki earlier - he was a Frost Giant. Why didn't anyone tell her this? Shouldn't she have been told about this if she was the one to look after him? It was only after that argument that she realised how little she truly knew Loki. (Y/N) knew of the Frost Giants from the stories Thor told her, but she never imagined...

It still didn't make (Y/N) change her opinion on him.

If anything, it empathised it.

Her impression on the God being misunderstood must've been true. She talked to Thor a while after, where she learned that Loki wasn't his true blood brother. Odin wasn't his father, Frigga wasn't his mother - could they really expect Loki to act any different than what he did? Thor said he still loved him no matter whether he was a Frost Giant or not - they were brothers by heart.

"This is a good place to think." A voice interrupted the silence. (Y/N) put the rock down and turned to see Steve Rogers, Captain America, standing by the door, looking up at the sky as well, "Why are you hiding?"

(Y/N) turned back, "I'm not hiding from anything."

Steve walked over and sat in the chair next to her, "I think you are."

The teenager sighed, "Just thinking."

"About what?"

"Loki."

Rogers studied her for a moment before speaking, "The first time I saw you with him, you had your hand wrapped around his neck, dragging him to a cell. Just over a week later you're talking to him like your best friend. Are you getting closer to him?"

"Probably not, he hates me." she chuckled quietly, "I'm just understanding him more."

"How do you mean?"

"Thor told you about his Frost Giant form, right?" Steve nodded to her, "Well, whether it was accidental or on purpose to scare me, he showed me earlier. He asked me if I was scared."

"And were you?"

After a moment of silence, (Y/N) responded, "No I wasn't." She watched as the sun settled behind the skyline and smiled slightly, "I was more intrigued than anything. He told me that it was the form that parents told their kids to run away from, but he looked beautiful, innocent even. I want to understand him."

"But you know Loki is far from innocent." Steve reminded her, "He tried to take over Earth, sent in the Chitauri, almost cost Stark his life. Is that the kind of person you wish to understand?"

"But if you look past everything he's done wrong, he's still a person - he's still an Asgardian." (Y/N) spoke, "He's just... lost."

Steve smiled slightly at the teenager. He knew it was bad for her, but he couldn't stop her from being near Loki. The God was dangerous, mischievous, but (Y/N) seemed to want to learn about him and become his friend.

"Do you remember the first time I met you all, how I was distant? You guys never knew anything about me, and even if you tried to hide it, I knew you were still weary of me." (Y/N) grinned slightly, "I was different, and people always fear difference until they understand it."

"And you think people fear Loki because he's different?" Steve asked.

(Y/N) nodded, "Everyone's afraid of him because they don't understand him. And this has led him to believe that no one ever will. He flinched when I told him I wasn't scared of him because he hasn't known any better. He just needs a friend."

"I'm guessing that you want to be that friend." (Y/N) nodded silently and looked down, pressing her thumb into her palm. Steve sighed and looked at her, "I can't say anything to stop you because I know you'll do it anyway, but I still want you to be careful. Dealing with Loki won't be easy, but maybe the outcome will be worth it."

"What should I do though? He's locked himself away for so long, who's to say that he will cooperate now?" (Y/N) asked, looking towards the male beside her.

Steve smiled, "Just talk to him."

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"Loki?" (Y/N) knocked on the God's bedroom door, silently praying that he would at least hum in response. But she sighed when she heard no reply.

Opening the door, she stepped in the room, noticing everything now neat and tidy. The books were stacked properly and his bed was tidy and made up. (E/C) eyes looked around until she landed on the God of Mischief, standing out on the balcony, staring out on the city of New York.

"Loki?" she whispered, watching as his shoulders tensed under his uniform that was yet again on his body.

"Why are you not afraid of me?" he muttered.

"I've no reason to be." (Y/N) replied, standing a few feet behind him.

"Everyone else is. Odin stripped me of my power because he was afraid of what I could do. SHIELD believes I need a babysitter because they don't trust me. Every other Midgardian cower in fear when I walk past them." Loki turned, his emerald eyes piercing into the teenager, "So why don't you fear me?"

(Y/N) drew a breath, walking towards him until she stood in front of him. The God was much taller than her, but she didn't feel intimidated by him. She sighed, walking past him until she lent against the barrier, looking out onto the city.

"When your brother first brought me to SHIELD, everyone feared me." she spoke, "They feared me because I was different and they were afraid of what I could do. The government don't like what they can't control, which is why SHIELD never let them know I was still alive."

She turned to look at the God, "I'm not afraid of you because you're similar to the way I was. You're misunderstood, you're feared and you've let that become what people think when they see you."

"But you know of what I've done. You know I led the Chitauri, you know I killed people - why doesn't that change your mind?" Loki asked, watching her eyes study him, "I'm a monster to you."

"I may not have led an army, but I've killed people too." (Y/N) said, "If killing people makes you a monster, then I'm a monster as well. So is Fury, so is Natasha, so is Mr Stark and so is everyone at SHIELD. It may not have been right what you've done, but you must've had your reasons, just like us."

"Why do you care so much about me?" he asked, stepping closer, "Why do you want to help me?"

"Because you need a friend." (Y/N) stated, "You need someone you can rely on, someone you can trust. And if you let me, I can be that person."

Loki was speechless. He was never usually the one with no words, but (Y/N) took his breath away. She'd just taken everything he'd done wrong and turned it back at him. He believed that he was the only one to feel the way he did, but here (Y/N) was, showing him otherwise.

"I know you're not the one for sentiment, but that doesn't matter. I'll be here whenever you need because that's what friends are for." (Y/N) gave him as smile, to which Loki couldn't return.

No one had ever shown him such kindness as this mortal before him. (Y/N) knew that she probably needed to give him time to think, so she took her cue to leave.

"You're not a monster."

(Y/N) paused, turning back to the God who continued to stare at the empty spot she was just in, "What?"

"You're not a monster. You're too kind, too beautiful for that." Loki turned to her, green eyes shimmering, "You're a phoenix, darling."

(Y/N) couldn't stop the small blush that rose on her cheeks and she laughed nervously, "Isn't that a bird?"

Loki grinned, "In some aspects, yes. But not in the way I'm calling you it. You're uniquely remarkable, (Y/N)."