It used to be a fun joke - a mischievous diversion thought up between two impish and dangerously bored brothers. "Get help! Please! He's dying!" So fucking hysterical. But here in this moment, with a broken and battered Mobius clutched against his chest, those words take on a heartbreaking new meaning to Loki. Angst, hurt/comfort, whump, blood/injury, ficlet, no one dies I promise.
Rated: M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,106 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 11/26/2021 - Published: 11/20/2021 - Loki, Agent Mobius