Why aren't you scared of me?
Why do you care for me?
P A R K E R
I put one specific book off of the shelf and the door opened up. Tired and worried I let myself in. The smell of something touched my nose instantly, someone's cooking.
I looked down and was confused, (Y/n) was putting mushroom soup into each bowl of three. Loki was reading a newspaper.
What in the f**k?
"You're home." (Y/n) noticed me, her eyes stared straight at mine like she was trying to say something through it. She tried to smile, but she was really concerned, she sweats so much even when the fireplace was not lit.
Something is off.
"You're making dinner...?" I asked, putting my back to the side then sat down at the dining table.
"I was really bored. You know how that goes." She smiled nervously.
Loki put his
