A/N: Thanks to musicluver246 and darkangelynn5 for the reviews! I'm glad you enjoyed what I've written! To know that you've taken the time out of your day to leave a comment on something I've written seriously makes my day, so again, thanks so much!
I have no real outline for this, I'm just kinda writing what comes to mind, so if there's something you'd like to see happen please visit me on Tumblr (I'm under the same name) and put in a request!
So, due to my sudden desire to write some Loki lovin', here's chapter 2!
Loki's therapy sessions continued and weeks bled into months, but still things remained the same.
He went in, barely spoke, listened as the little Midgardian woman went on a spill about changing his ways and doing the right thing, and then left in shackles. He didn't loathe going into the tiny white room anymore, in fact Sophia was really the only person in the compound he didn't outright despise. He had gotten to the point of where he liked hearing her voice, it calmed him.
He still didn't let himself think freely in her presence, but he was making progress. He no longer guarded his every thought from her.
Today, however, was different. He had a dream the night before, a vision almost. Thanos. The darkness and the pain. It was too much for him to even put on a front, it pulled him in every direction, stretched his patience thin. He didn't want to participate in the game of questions she liked to spring on him, but he sat still and listened - it was the only way to return to Asgard, he thought. He had to sit through it. It would only last for a bit.
"How are you today, Loki?" Sophia asked, the same as always, as she walked toward him, a smile on her painted red lips. The clicking sound of her heels unnerved him a bit.
Loki sighed, straightening in his seat, and stared straight ahead. "Just lovely."
She raised a brow at him. "Are you sure? Something seems a little... off about you today."
Loki blinked at her, his face never changing. "I am well. Truly."
Sophia nodded and glanced down at the papers she'd been supplied with. "Right. Let's get started, then. Have you built any relationships with anyone in the compound?"
"No."
She glanced up from the sheet in her hand. "Have you had a conversation with anyone while you weren't on a mission? Just casual conversation, anything like that?"
"Other than my brother and The Vision, no."
"Have you made an attempt to connect with anyone else?"
"Not particularly."
Sophia wrote something onto her notepad. "And has anyone else reached out to you at all?"
She felt a flash of something from him. It wasn't anger but something a bit more mild - a little more personal.
"No."
His eyes went from watching the wall behind her when she began scratching something onto the notepad again. He let his gaze travel over her. Her eyes, her pretty little nose and lips and then, before she could be aware of his leering, he looked away, back to his place on the wall.
"I'm going to put in a request," Sophia said quietly, placing her pen down onto the table and giving him a tiny smile. "I'll run it by my superiors and hopefully by the next session we'll have heard back."
Loki's ears perked. "What sort of request do you plan on making, might I ask?"
"Well, you've been cooped up in the compound since you got here months ago. I figured you'd like to get out and stretch your legs. Maybe take you to a diner or out to a park." She looked up at him through her eyelashes. "What do you say?"
Loki sat quietly for a moment. "What's your plan, then? Take me out, get me to open up so that you can delve into the farthest corners of my mind?"
"No," she said gently. "I- no, Loki, it isn't like that at all."
"Lies," he hissed. "Do you forget who you're speaking to, darling? I am the God of Mischief. The God of Lies! Do not think for one moment that you can fool me."
She leaned back a bit, shocked by his outburst. "Loki, honestly, there are no ulterior motives here. I just thought you'd appreciate the change of scenery. If you don't want to go, that's fine."
Loki's breaths left him in puffs. He was anxious, his mind clouded.
"As much as you don't want to believe it, Loki, I'm on your side." Sophia said quietly. "Don't you trust me?"
Loki let out a breathless laugh, short and biting. "I trust no one."
The flash of hurt that shot through her didn't go unnoticed by him. He felt it the same as he would've felt a slap in the face.
"Never mind the trip, we'll continue as we have the entire time." She gulped and quickly gathered her papers, standing without the smiles and small jokes she usually tried to crack with him at the end of their sessions. "I'll see you next week."
Loki sat silently as she retreated, his body losing some of the stiffness it held as soon as the door closed.
Damn.