[Loki x Reader x Thor] Chapter 2

Darkness. The only thing that kept me from viewing my surroundings.
I could hear two voices, but the words were slurred so I couldn’t decipher their speech. I was just there… the echo of their voicing rattling around in my head.
My heart beat was normal again, so the knowledge if I had met my oncoming death was irrelevant in my mind. All I wanted was to assure my words were finally recognized.

“Is she going to be alright?”

Thor, I immediately recognized the god of thunder’s voice. I tried calling out, but couldn’t force the words to form.

“Do you doubt me, brother?”

Loki’s words suddenly came into hearing, as I felt a hand entwine in my own.

“She will wake up in due time, do not push her.”

I could make out somewhat of a grumble from Thor, and then the slamming of doors.
I wanted to wake up, but my eyes just stayed tranquil much to my displeasure.

“it will be alright,_______”

My struggle to move from my resting place halted almost instantly as cold fingers brushed against my left cheek. My mind seemed to numb from the contact, and all I could focus on was the pads of my brothers fingers stroke the soft skin of my face; his thumb caressing my temple adroitly.

‘wake up! Wake up _______, wake up!’
My mind started yelling at me, as Loki’s thumb grazed over my bottom lip.

My eye lids slowly, but surely began to flutter open. My irises were glazed over from sleep, and my mind was still dazed from the anesthetized rush that filled every inch of my body.

“_______…”

Soon my brother’s form came into view. The golden armor that he had been clothed in before was gone, and all that dressed him was the undergarments that he always had under it.
His green orbs were now in my line of vision as he squeezed my hand with his own. His facial features were drenched in worry.

“take your time sister, you need to rest.”

A small smile formed my lips as I looked up at him as he sat beside me.
After a few moments I realized I was in Thor’s chambers, The golden blankets of his bed cloaking me in warmth.

“w-why… w-why am I…”

I tried to push my voice to shape words, only establishing that I would stutter, and cough with each one.

“I-In Thor’s ro-room?”

Loki looked down at the ground, his eyes closing tightly.

“Father thinks your dead”

My mind completely erased all of my other worries as my heart took in all of my pain that was swelling up in the form of tears.

“w-well, te-tell him…I’m n-not.”

My breathing hitched, and I was struggling to take large breaths of air.
Loki merely shook his head at my struggle.

“He wanted you executed, he said you were nothing but a threat… so I told him that I would do it.”

By the sight my eyes were watching, It looked as though He would burst into tears at any moment. Though his dignity swallowed them back.

“Even though you are not dead, Heimdall can no longer see you.”

My eyes overflowed with the salty liquid, as they dropped down onto Thor’s pillows.

“I’ve placed a spell on you, that will unable him from knowing of your presence. We have hid you in here for the time being.”

I opened my mouth to speak, but my speech was interrupted by the chamber doors opening. Thor emanated from the wide golden entrance.

“_______!”

My older brother ran over to my bedside grasping my hand in his, practically engulfing it in his own.

“How do you feel? Are you well?”

His words spilled from his mouth, hitting me with a sense of annoyance.
I directed my glance from him, and pulled my hand from his.

“_______?…”

Loki rolled his eyes, and stood from sitting on the bed. Giving a quick glance towards Thor, he headed over to the doors that had been left wide open.

“I think it would be best if you left, Thor.”

Loki’s voice dripped with displeasure as he came back to his previous spot, and sat.
I looked back over to Thor, only to see his eyes were filled with rage.

“She is my sister as well brother! I have just as much of a right to worry for her well being as you!”

Thor stood, and snatched the sheets from my body in one quick motion. His hand shot out and his finger was aimed at my stomach.

“This is surely not my doings, now stop acting as though I’ve caused her this binding!”

It took everything I had not to loose my lucidity right there.

“She will heal over time, now stop being such a oaf!”

Loki stood facing Thor, who was on the other side of the bed.
I would have been more concerned about the two, but my focus was on the large gash that covered half of my lower stomach. Stitches were prodding out from all directions trying to pull the slashed skin to its original place.

“s-stop!…”

Both men turned to me, their eyes no longer filled with that of wrath, but concern.

“yes _______?”

Thor, and Loki asked simultaneously.

“I w-ant to le-leave…”

Both looked at me questioningly for my reasoning.

“I do n-not w-wish to stay were I’m not w-wanted.”

I turned over on my side, clasping my eyes shut tightly from the pain.

“This is no longer my h-home…”

Burying my head in the soft pillows on Thor’s bed, I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. The smell of Thor filled my lungs, lulling me into a pain filled slumber.