Title: Reunited and Secrets
Author: tenshi6
Beta: MistressLoki1618
Fandom: Avengers
Rating: NC-17 (for future chapters)
Pairing(s): Thor/Loki (main), Tony/Steve, Clint/Natasha, Steve/Bucky (mentioned)
Warnings (mostly for future chapters): slash, smut, swearing, AU, drunkenness, secrets, mentions of murder and death, angst, hurt/comfort, romance
Summary: Loki is a famous model who gets a chance to act in a blockbuster. Thor will become his bodyguard and things get complicated. The location of the filming is the Stark Mansion and Steve has certain reasons why he isn't happy about it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing… unfortunately
Author's Note: I would like to thank my beta-reader her hard work
A/N 2: If you have any suggestions or questions please let me know! It's my first multi-chapter and I don't want to mess it up.

Chapter One

"Have you heard it?!" shouted Clint as he practically burst into the room, almost breaking through the door.

"Yes, I have." Natasha replied calmly, already expecting her partner to act like this. He was very serious about this film after all.

"Fury has gone mad! He wants to give that important role to an inexperienced amateur. Moreover, he is not even an actor; he is a MODEL for god's sake! As if he had known a damn thing about acting!" snapped Clint, walking from wall to wall like a ferocious beast being held in a cage.

"Calm down, it might turn out better than expected." She said still in a calm tone, putting a newspaper down, finally looking at the other. "Moreover, I know someone who could help us finding the right person for it." She managed a small, confident smile then stood up, leaving. She walked towards the door and turned back before opening it, wearing a sneer. "Chill down." With that, she left, knowing her words were fuel to the fire and could only hope Clint wouldn't cause any damage to the furniture. It would have cost pretty much to them if he had done that.

Fury's door was opened so she didn't bother with knocking. Natasha entered the room where Fury was sitting in front of his laptop with a staff member taking notes on his left side.

"I have a suggestion which model should play that role."

"I've already decided that." Fury said plainly, not even looking up from what he was doing.

"Oh, really?" Natasha had to admit it shocked her a little bit. She hadn't expected Fury to already choose someone. "And may I know who is it?" She asked, walking closer to the table where they were sitting.

"Do you know a guy named Loki?" The man sent him a glance and Natasha's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes… kind of." She replied slowly.

"I must contact his manager." He stated.

"I've heard he is a bit troublesome." She said carefully, not believing she and Fury thought of the same guy.

"Yeah, he is the perfect man for the role. I just need to get his manager's number somehow." He said more to the staff member than to Natasha. She smiled confidently.

"I think I can help. His manager is my sister."

XxXxX

"What are you DOING?!" The loud yell frantically pierced Loki's ears and he let out a growl of complain. He pulled the blanket over his head just to throw it away a second later, jumping out of the bed.

"What time is it?" He asked terrified.

"We must be at the negotiation within an hour, you damned idiot!" Darcy screamed almost hysterically, pointing her forefinger at the shocked Loki. "If you won't get ready within a minute-" She didn't need to finish the threat as Loki was well aware how furious she would be if he didn't do as she says. The boy rushed to the bathroom and shut the door closed behind himself, trying to get himself into a better shape.

"I told you to wake me up in time." He shouted to Darcy from the bathroom and a reply was a loud barge on the door.

"I've called you three times!" Her high pitch was surely inhuman and Loki wandered if the hotel would make them pay the damages she had caused at 4 o'clock in the morning. Probably the whole staff and all of the guests had heard her. "First you said you're awake. Second was that you're dressing and the third one was that 'I'm ready, Darcy'." She shouted back at Loki who was now hastily washing his face.

"I can't remember that." Loki admitted honestly, standing in the doorframe, stumbling to pull his skin tight black jeans up.

"You were talking in your sleep, again?!" Darcy stared at him shocked. "You are so dead if we will be late." She sent Loki a menacing glare then grabbed him by the arm, dragging him out of the room.

"Put some more foundation cream on your face to hide that horrifying black-eye of yours." She tossed a tube to Loki in the cab while she was examining his face with a disapproving look.

"What?" Loki asked annoyed when he had gotten sick of Darcy's stare.

"I can't believe you've got into a fight. Again." She shook her head in disbelief.

"Me neither. It wasn't my fault so please, keep the scolding to yourself." Loki growled in frustration.

"Asshole."

"Bitch."

And that's how they entered to the spacious lounge of the Calvin Klein office building. They arrived to the conference just in time and the whole meeting was going perfectly. The partners had only one condition. They would not take the risk of their model's face being damaged so they insisted to take a bodyguard on him. Loki only shrugged his shoulders uninterested, grumbling "If that's make you happy." under his breath and Darcy was thankful to God that no one had heard him except her. She let out a relieved sigh when finally the preliminary contract had been signed.

"Okay, next is the studio." Darcy glanced at her notebook and took a pen out to tick the meeting which was a great success. Truth to be told, she was pretty nervous about it but now she was so proud of herself to arrange such an important shooting for her model, Loki.

"Great." Loki said sarcastically, knowing he wouldn't get much sleep in the following days. It was always like this.

"What did you expect?" Darcy frowned but smiled sympathetically. "I'll make some place for your sleeping time. Now get in the car."

XxXxX

There was a total chaos at the studio as always. Everyone was doing the preparations hastily, so Loki still had some time before getting dressed and even the make-up artist was being late. Darcy was sitting in front of at least four computers, with three people around her and they were discussing the arrangement of stage. Loki went to her and patted her shoulder, signalling he has something to say. The girl only rolled her eyes but stood up anyway, following him to a few steps away from others.

"What?" She asked slightly irritated because of the interruption.

"Darcy, I need coffee." Loki whined to her.

"Damn you, Loki, get one yourself." She growled, sending him her usual death-glare.

"You're my manager." The boy reasoned.

"Yeah, manager, not servant. Now if you excuse me." She pushed him out of the way, going back to the desk, continuing the discussion.

Loki pouted but she wasn't paying any attention to him so the boy turned on his heels and walked away, towards the slot-machine.

He was happy no one was around since he wasn't in a talkative mood, not that he ever was in. He preferred to be alone, allowing only Darcy close to him and even his so called friends didn't know a thing about his private life. Sometimes he wanted to tell things to someone else besides Darcy but it was easier to keep things between her and himself.

Finally, the slot-machine let out a strange sound, signalling his coffee was ready. He took it and turned to leave but accidentally bumped into someone, splashing some liquid onto his suit and his fingers.

"Man, watch your steps, dammit." Loki cursed under his breath annoyed, staring at the other man with narrowed eyes.

"Hey, you bumped into me." The man replied with a frown.

"Sorry, I don't have eyes on my back." Loki sneered mockingly.

"Dude, what's your problem?" The blond guy raised an eyebrow.

"You wanna fight?" Loki snarled.

"You will-" The other started the threat but was interrupted.

"Oh, so guys already get to know each other." Darcy clapped her hands together, smiling while the two men were staring at her stunned.

"What?" They asked simultaneously.

"Loki, let me introduce Thor, he is your bodyguard." She introduced the blond man and Loki's jaw literally dropped.

"No way in hell." He gritted his teeth then stormed away.

Darcy waved off. "Don't mind him." Then signalled Thor to follow her.

XxXxX

"Loki, please." Darcy sighed bored as she had been listening to his complaints for almost an hour by now in the changing room and time was short.

"I accepted to have a fucking bodyguard. It can be anyone but that ass!" Loki snarled, striking the table in rage, causing the girl to shudder a little at his frightening behaviour.

"No." Darcy stated calmly, adding fuel to the fire.

"Why not?" Loki shouted annoyed, walking from wall to wall in the small room like a ferocious beast being held in a cage.

"As I told you like a hundred times already, he is the best in the business." She reasoned, her eyes following every steps of Loki's.

"I don't care! Then get the second best or whatever."

"Loki, it's decided. Now stop your bitching and get your ass back to the shooting!" Darcy banged the table, too, standing up with a determined glint in her eyes. She had reached her limit and Loki knew it. He sent her a last death-glare as he always did when something – that he didn't like – happened and opened the door, walking away with his nose being held up arrogantly.

XxXxX

Loki was storming on the streets, desperately seeking some kind of trouble to reduce his rage. He just couldn't believe that Thor guy was supposed to be his bodyguard. He hoped if he would get beaten up as hell Darcy would realize that he wasn't the best choice and kick his ass hard, immediately finding someone else to protect Loki. That was the great idea Loki had thought of.

There was a bunch of skinheads on the corner and Loki headed towards them, knowing they would definitely slate him and that would be a good enough reason to punch one of them.

Well, for his bad luck, anything went according to his plan but he was badly outnumbered and even though he was fighting desperately with all his might, he ended up being forced to his knees in front of the leader. His ribs were surely cracked and his lips were bleeding, not to mention the unbearable pain in his stomach. The leader, a big, plump and ugly guy lifted him by his neck while a man of his hold Loki's arms, not allowing him to move. The leader gave him a wicked grin, revealing his disgusting, yellow teeth and he stank. Loki felt like throwing up. He closed his eyes, waiting for the punch on his face and knew if he was still alive, Darcy would kill him with her own hands for this.

"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." A calm tone sounded somewhere behind the leader and Loki heard a quiet click. Could that be a gun?

"What do ya want?" The leader spat and dropped Loki to the ground, turning to face the stranger, leaving Loki coughing and crawling on the ground.

"If you won't get your ass out of here, I'll shoot." Loki couldn't quite decide who it was because it was dark and his vision was blurry but the guy sounded familiar to him. 'No, it can't be him.' He whispered in his mind shocked.

"Do you think I'm scared of your toy, I bet-" The leader started in a mocking tone but went silent when the stranger shot and one of his man collapsed, screaming loudly in pan, holding his leg.

"Get. Out. Now." Thor spelt and he didn't need to say it twice as the whole group ran away as fast as they could, leaving the injured one behind.

"Are you okay?" He asked, stepping to Loki who gathered his power to stand up against a wall but he was still unsteady. Thor wanted to help him but the younger pushed his hand away roughly.

"Leave me alone, asshole!" He snarled annoyed and turned away but slumped down, holding his stomach in pain, grasping for air.

"Listen well, bastard!" Thor grabbed him by the arm and Loki's eyes narrowed. "I don't want to do it either but I have a contract and you don't want to disappoint Miss Darcy. So, for both of us, it's better to endure each other's company for a limited time, deal?" He stared at the other with determined eyes and Loki let out an annoyed grunt but nodded.

"Fine, deal."

When they arrived back to the hotel, Darcy was thunderous, and the lecture she gave both to Thor and Loki seemed to be endless. When they thought she finished it, they were very wrong. She intended to take Loki to the hospital and it took not small effort of Loki to persuade her not to do so. Thor remained silent most of the time, during the argument. Soon, Darcy sent them away, saying she needed some time to calm down. They didn't protest.

Later, Loki was peacefully lying in the king-sized bed, switching TV channels absent-mindedly when Darcy came into his room without knocking. She was talking to someone, holding her cell, smiling widely.

"We will be there. Definitely. Just leave it to me, Sis'." She said then hung up, looking at Loki who sat up, staring back at her questioningly. Before he could ask anything, Darcy cut him off.

"Congratulation. You will be in a blockbuster." She clapped her hands together ceremoniously.

"What?" It was the most intelligent word Loki could squeal in his shock.

"Don't just sit there. Go pack your things; we are going to Los Angeles as soon as we're ready." She said as if it had been the most obvious thing in the world, making Loki to look like a fool.

"Wait, I didn't agree." He tried to oppose. "Moreover, I don't want to be a fucking actor, I'm a model, do you remember?"

"I don't care, plus, you'll play a model so don't worry." Darcy waved it off with telling him only the half of the truth. He knew Loki better than to give him the details before the contract is signed. "Now pack, I'll tell Thor to do so."

"WHAT?!" Loki shrieked. "No, Darcy, he can't-"

"Loki, stop it now. I don't want to start it again. I said he is coming with us so he will." She stated, raising her voice a little. Loki's bitching could be nerve-wrecking sometimes. After holding Loki's death-glare for a minute, she left and so their journey began.