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Stuck in an elevator with the God Of Mischief, what could go wrong? Loki groaned again as your phone battery died. "Your Misgardian contraptions distress me" He mumbled, a pout plastered on his face. "Well suck it up, because we are stu- hey give me back my licorice!" You yelled at the green-eyed beauty as his hand slipped from you back pack. You put you hand out, only for a wrapper to be placed in your palm. You groaned in frustration. You hated Loki, he was deceiving, arrogant, cruel, and drop dead gorgeous. Wait you're supposed to hate him. Out of boredom you began to hum an upbeat tune, smiling when you noticed the god swaying back and

“Come on [Name]! Just one!” “No Tony! Back off!” you said to the persistent billionaire as he tried to get you to go under the mistletoe with him so he could steal a kiss. You refused him because you knew that he was having a fight with Pepper and only wanted to make her jealous, but also because you had an eye for someone else. The god of mischief sat by the fire, drinking his earl grey tea, reading a book, and not paying any attention to the advances of the billionaire. Your heart throbbed at this and you were disappointed. It was the first Avenger Christmas Eve party ever since Loki was allowed back to earth after