title :: damage control
pairings/characters :: Lucy/Loki. Kind of.
disclaimer :: HARHAR.
notes1 :: OH HELLO BEAUTIFUL WORLD. HOW ARE YOU TODAY. :D
notes2 :: ...i dunno. this is sort of pointless.
"Yeah, I know, and then she—whatareyoudoing."
Loki grinned. "Well, my dear Lucy, you said you were cold."
"...I don't remember that. GET OFF ME."
"I hate to break it to you, Luce, but Loki's right. You were complaining about how 'super freaking cold' it was getting. You even smacked Gray a few times, telling him to quit it," Natsu replied.
Lucy glared at Loki. She then flailed a little, but that didn't seem to work. She was content in sitting between Loki and the chair until he got bored, but then he suddenly kissed her neck.
He, like, kissed it. As in lip to neck. As in, Loki's lip to Lucy's neck. And Lucy lost all her sanity.
"WHAT—NO—I OBJECT. LOKI, GET OFF."
"I am so concerned for your welfare, Lucy. I insist that you let me stay."
"Yeah, Lucy," Gray commented snidely, nursing his bruised head (and man-ego).
"OH, SHUT UP, YOU BABY. NATSU, WHEN WERE YOU EVER CAPABLE OF ARTICULATE HUMAN SPEECH, ANYWAY?"
"What, no shouting at your poor blanket to get off?" Loki smirked. Lucy blushed. Natsu and Gray inwardly threw up at the scene.
Suddenly, Lucy thought of a simple plan to get rid of her annoya—ahem, teammates. Simple, but highly effective.
She smirked.
"ERZA. THE BOYS ARE FIGHTING. AGAIN. COME AND HELP ME GET THEIR POOR MISUNDERSTANDING HEADS STRAIGHT."
She inwardly cackled when they immediately fled.
"Why, oh why, does this always happen to me?"
Loki, who's head was on her lap, smiled slyly. "Well, Lucy, we supernatural beings get hurt sometimes too, you know. You wouldn't want your precious teammate to just die or something, right?"
Lucy was seriously considering knocking him unconsious. Or something. She pouted at him, trying to look sulky but instead looking unfairly cute. "Why don't you just go back on the astral plane? I hear it's nice there."
His smile turned into a grin. "You didn't deny it!" He sang. Her blank expression told him that she didn't know what the hell he was talking about.
He sighed in exasperation. "You didn't deny that you don't want me to die and that you love me and we'll get married and live happily ever after," he finished with an exaggerated flourish.
Lucy gagged. "WHAT?"
At that moment, Natsu and Gray passed, immersed in a fight of some kind, but they stopped when they saw the pair. They both sniggered at the sight.
Lucy quietly prayed for some kind of divine intervention, like Erza or something.
"You guys look like a couple or something."
Lucy twitched.
"No, seriously, Lucy. I mean—"
"HAHAHA. VERY FUNNY, GRAY," Lucy ground out. She then took out her whip and smacked him. Erza was SO not the only one who could kick butt.
Natsu looked at her weirdly. "Lucy, where did you get that thing?"
Loki smirked. "Ohohoho, I'm sure you'd want to find out." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Lucy pushed his head—er, well, his whole body, to the floor.
Loki, who was, ahem, enjoying the view, smiled a little nervously as he got up from the floor.
"Oh, dear Lucy, I love you and we'll be lovers forever...?"
"Wrong answer." She stepped dangerously close to him, and usually he would be squealing with joy, but she was emanating death at that moment.
He promptly poofed into the astral plane.
notes3 :: i seem to like writing angry!Lucy.
notes4 :: SORRY IT WAS KIND OF A FAILURE. DX