Always.
Author's Note: I am so sorry! I am a horrid person! I haven't updated CMiYC or Assembling Required in so long! I'm sorry! High school is an awful place and it's hard. I will try to update more, but no promises!
This is in honour of me gaining 50 followers on tumblr, link is in my profile!
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel.
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Warning: Character Death
All he heard was her pained scream when he fell. As he stared at the blood red sky, all he could think about was how he would miss watching the sun set with her. The coppery tone of blood was all he could taste in his mouth. The smell was heavy in the air. He tried to breath, but his lungs were shutting down, slowly collapsing.
She disposed of the creature and rushed to his side, tears streaking her face. Her suit was torn, she was covered in blood, but to him, she was the most beautiful thing in the world. She was the last thing he would see before he died.
"No, no, no! Don't close your eyes, you're going to be okay!" She cried desperately. But her reassurances were empty. He knew he was going to die the moment the twin blades pierced his lungs.
"I…I'm sorry." He coughed weakly. His entire body was going cold. One hand clutched his, and the other pressed a blood soaked fabric to his wound. It was useless.
"No! You can't give up! What about me?"
Blood pooled in his mouth and it was hard to talk. He swallowed the crimson liquid. "You will move on…without…me."
"I can't forget about you. I won't forget about you." She insisted. Inside, she knew what was going to happen. She knew that one of them would go one day. She just thought it wouldn't be him first.
She looked around frantically. Her friends were busy fighting off creatures of their own.
"I'm…sorry." Blood spilled down the side of his face. He raised a blood stained hand to her cheek, resting it there softly.
"I…will always…love you." Loki smiled painfully before shutting his eyes forever. His hand fell limply to his side.
"Loki! Why! You promised! You promised that you would stay for me!" Natasha cried, burying her face in his chest that no longer rose with each breath. Loki's lifeless body lay in a pool of blood that was slowly turning blacker by the second.
"Loki…please." Natasha begged. But he would not, could not come back. She could never see his breathtakingly beautiful green eyes, or his mischievous yet sweet smile ever again.
Loki Odinson was dead.
Author's Note: I'm sorry for the tears.
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