Written to: I'm The Man - Aloe Blacc, crosspost from AO3

Dozakh: A place of torment one believes they are in when they are separated from their lover; hell.

Loki is used to waking up and finding Thor missing, off on some mission with his Avenger friends on Midgard or training in the woods of Asgard or on some other voyage. However, he is also used to Thor leaving him a little note, slid in with his morning honeycakes or crinkled in Modi's fat fist, to tell him where he would be going and when he would be coming back. So, it is quite a surprise when Loki wakes up to find Thor's side of the bed empty and no note in apparent sight.

He waits a bit, wondering to himself where Thor has hidden the note (he even examines Modi's teeth for scraps of paper, just to check if the child had eaten his father's words; he hadn't, and Loki had received a bite on his wrist for his efforts).

As night falls, he worries at his lip and pouts and sulks, but Thor isn't there to see it, and he doesn't have anybody to complain to.

The second day without Thor, Loki frets and paces, and even ends up begging Heimdall to open the Bifrost to Darcy. He summons her up to Asgard, where he talks her ear off with his worries and troubles in between bites of red velvet cupcakes she had been carrying in a pink box when she was abruptly swirled up into the skies.

"These are quite good," he tells her, crumbs spilling across his lap, and Darcy only sighs, pillows her head in her hands, and dozes off to the sounds of Loki's worrying.

The third day, Loki almost brings down Manhattan with his abrupt landing in Midgard. He had miscalculated his landing, and instead of being directed to the Tower's helipad, had dropped straight into Peter Parker's backyard. His Aunt May had fainted, and Peter had come running out, and had almost fainted upon seeing Loki. Loki had never met the boy before, but had seized him, and had throttled him in an attempt to find out where Thor was. Peter had had no idea, and it took many protests and a disgruntled Gwen beating Loki over the head with a feather duster before he let the boy go and stumbled away, crying.

And so, the fourth day of Thor's disappearance dawns, and everybody in Asgard is pointedly avoiding Loki, ducking behind curtains and corners and cabinets in order to avoid him and his relentless anxiety. None of the rest of the Asgardians appear to be worried about Thor's whereabouts, sure that the thunderer would pop out from wherever he was rather soon. Loki scowls, doesn't eat breakfast, and stalks down to the dungeons to find a trapped prisoner who would have no choice but to listen.

Much to his surprise, Loki finds Thor down there in the dungeons, looking sheepishly out at him from behind a force field.

"What in the Nine are you doing here?" Loki asks, dumbfounded, just short of slapping himself to convince himself he isn't dreaming.

"I came to see Malekith. You know, he can get quite lonely," Thor says. "And...I suppose I tripped. And fell in."

Loki scoffs in disbelief. "You mean to say you broke through a force field set up by Heimdall himself. One that resists all sorts of damage and seidr. And you just...fell in."

"That is exactly what happened," Thor says, smiling brightly. "And I wish to be let out now."

Loki gapes at him, before rolling his eyes. "I was worried about you!" he snaps, crossing his arms.

"Oh, that's sweet of you," Thor says, grinning. "I have missed you as well. These cells are not very welcoming, especially for one who cannot magick things into existence such as myself. As such, I would wish for the comforts of my own bed. And a ham. Or six. I am quite famished."

Loki just scoffs, crosses his arms, and begins to walk away.

"Wait! Loki, fairest," Thor pleads, tapping on the walls of the force field and scurrying along to follow Loki. "Aren't you going to let me out?"

"You can wait a few more days," Loki tells him, before walking off.