Chase pt. Two (LokixReader)

You groaned as the sun rose up to your eyes, pulling the blankets over your head and winced as your head pounded.
“What happened last night….?” You question yourself, trying to recall why you had such a splitting headache and jumped as you felt a hand slide down your back. “What the hell!?” you gasp, sitting upright and collapsing to the side from the sheer dizziness from your sudden movement.
“It seems that beverage last night took its toll on you, (Y/n). It’s already one in the afternoon and I find you still in bed.” Loki snickered from above you, causing you to open an eye and glare at him.
“Well that explains everything… after the game you forced me to finish off a quarter of that alcohol…. Everything’s’ black after that…” you grow, pulling a pillow over your head and curled into a ball. You didn’t want to deal with the god who forced you to get drunk. “Go away…”
“Tsk tsk tsk. You must get up now.” He pulled the pillow away, grabbing you by the arms and yanking you to sit up.
“Loki no… whatever Tony mixed has given me a serious hang over!  I feel like I’m going to puke all over you…” you whimper, collapsing into his chest and blushed slightly. “I don’t wanna move…”
“Such a pathetic woman…” he sighed.
“I hardly ever drink… forgive me….” You mumble, shutting your eyes and nuzzling into his chest.
“Ah, so you have low tolerance…” he kind of pushed you back, keeping a hold of your shoulders and smiled down at you as you let your head hang down.
“Yeah… plus whatever Tony mixed was super strong…”
“If I were to cure your hangover…?” he smirked, malice sparkling in his eyes.
“What are you getting at, God of Mischief?” you sigh, opening your eyes and glaring up at him.
“You must do whatever I say for the rest of the day.”
‘There’s only eleven hours left, and I’ll be asleep for a few of those…” you think before nodding your head. “Fine.”
“Good pet.” He patted your head.
“Don’t call me that.” You snap, slapping at his hand.
“Shut your eyes and relax.” He ordered.
‘This should be fun…” you think, shutting your eyes and waiting.