The Youngest of Odin [Steve Rogers X Reader]
*Takes place after Age of Ultron, but before Civil War*
"Just because you are my elder brothers does not mean you control me," you retaliated.
You stood outside of the Avenger's Headquarters, where the sun was shining and the grass was green. The weather did not match your current mood at all.
"We know that, (Y/n). We just worry for you," Thor insisted. He had a concerned look on his face, and Loki wore a similar one.
"Then don't. I do not need your worry."
"Becoming an Avenger is an unwise decision, (y/n). I know this to be true," Loki insisted.
"Pretending to be our father, letting us think you were dead, that was an unwise decision, Loki," you hissed venomously. Loki looked hurt, but you didn't show any signs of pity for him. You had long past forgiven him, but he was only holding you back now.
"Must you bring it up again? I've apologized," Loki said, stoic faced.
"Yes, you have.