Hello! So I'm back with another chapter for our dear beloved Loki. This chapter will be a bit more graphic so I would like you to read on with caution. But as always I hope you enjoy.
I do not own Marvel or Thor. You can thank Disney for that.
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Loki woke slowly and looked around the room in confusion. It took him a moment to realize he wasn't in his own room but rather Thor's. He took some time to gather himself, remembering the conversation he had with his brother the morning before. He sighed softly and pulled himself up in the bed before looking over at Thor.
The god of thunder was slumped back in a chair looking rather uncomfortable. Loki stared at him trying to piece together exactly how he had ended up in Thor's room instead of his own. He brought up a hand to run it down his face when he was distracted by the white bandage wrapped around the appendage. It came back to him slowly, their fight, his running…
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Loki shoved Thor away after a moment; it was too much for him at that point. He stood and walked away from his brother each step feeling heavier. "I wish to be alone Thor." He said firmly hoping that the dense god would take a hint. But he just ended up giving a low growl as Thor tried to pull him back. "Would you like to lose your other eye as well?!" He snapped as he stepped away.
Thor looked at Loki with a sad expression. "Brother I simply wish to help you." He whispered, trying to keep his own temper in check. He knew arguing with Loki would not help either of them. In all honesty it would likely make the situation worse. But at this point he knew he couldn't turn away from his brother, not when the young god was like this.
Loki stalked away from the king, his suit appearing to cover his body. "If I desired company, or someone to talk about this with, I would have come to you myself. Now leave me alone!" Loki shoved past his brother and walked out the door. He didn't know where he was going, but he needed to be away from this.
At this point Thor couldn't hold his temper anymore. He stormed after Loki and grabbed him roughly forcing him to stay still. But the problem came that in his anger he didn't see Loki flinch under the harsh treatment. "Loki that is enough! I have had enough of your childish ways! We are going to talk about this do you understand!" He yelled, not caring about the attention that he was drawing toward them.
Loki on the other hand did care. He began to shrink under their gazes his breathing speeding up. His head whipped around, looking but not truly seeing. There were too many people, not enough air to breath. He shoved Thor back roughly, knocking himself down with the momentum. He scrambled backward for a moment before standing up and running, his form disappearing mid run.
The young god didn't know where he was when he reappeared, his magic just taking him away so he could feel safe. He dropped down onto his knees his head touching the floor as his chest heaved and he tried to draw in air. One hand came up to his chest and started clawing at the front of his clothes. He conjured his dagger up and cut the fabric roughly, just wanting the ability to draw in a breath.
It felt as though the world was spinning around Loki that he was falling into the water and could no longer take a breath. He let out a choked sob as he fell onto his back and stared up at the ceiling of the ship. His hand shook as he brought the dagger to his skin and dug it in roughly. Blood poured from the wound and Loki took a rough breath. Then he did it again and again. He felt something warm and sticky covering his hand and chest, but he wasn't piecing together that it was his blood.
He sat up and brought the blade to his arm, but he didn't stop after the first cut. He kept going, getting more frantic the cuts getting deeper. His mouth felt like cotton, but at least he could breathe. Or at least he thought he was breathing. The world began to spin more as he felt himself falling back against the cold metal of the ship, his dagger clattering as it fell onto the floor beside him.
His head lolled to the side slightly when he heard a door being slammed open. He could hear muffled voices and see blurry forms rushing toward him, but this time he couldn't ward this off. He couldn't help the small smile that graced his lips as he realized that he may finally be free. But then the last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was Thor with tears running down his face.
