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The male in front of percy grinned at him maliciously, the bottle in his hands hitting the wall right next to where the boy was pressed firmly; frightened to move. The glass shattered and rained down, slicing and stabbing into the muscle of Percy's arms. the young adult was afraid to make sound, knowing that if he did; the punishment would be worse. he flinched away from the man as he started coming closer, knowing that whatever was next, was worse.

his eyes widened when he felt the large and chubby hand of the drunk grab his hair, pulling him harshly towards him. percy watched as the grotesque male licked his lips, eyeing him up and down; "oh.. we're gonna have lots of fun.." he chuckled darkly as he started dragging the raven towards his bedroom. percy whimpered quietly, stumbling over his steps as he felt the pull on his hair tighten.

An hour or so later, percy was curled into a tight ball on his bed. He was pale and his hair laid in thick ratted strands, from months of not being able to wash it correctly; or to brush it. He had silent tears running down his face, making streaks on his flushed cheeks. He hugged his pillow to his chest and took a shakey breath as his world drifted dark; everything hurting.

When percy next woke, he felt as Loki's slim godly fingers ran through his hair; Loki seemed to have changed appearances in his sleep. The younger male could feel the god's thickened or more muscled form under his own.

The Raven tightened his hoodie covered arms around him for a moment before loosening them a bit just to show the other he was awake. He hummed pleased from Loki running his fingers and nails against his scalp gently- percy seemed to almost purr at the action.

He could feel and hear as Loki chuckled at him, making percy look up; the older's hand laying tangled in perseus' bed headed hair.

The males sea like eyes widened at Loki's new appearance, gasping slightly. He saw the dark red hair with slight gold strands braided over his shoulder, thick and luscious. He spared a glance at his eyes, noticing the dark golden color of them- it almost reminded him of kronos' eyes.

When the red head smiled at him, he could see the dull fangs; and percy knew that if Loki wanted them to be, they could be as sharp as a snakes- maybe even as poisonous.

Percy let out an astonished giggle, his cheeks flushing slightly. He finally noticed the book in loki's other hand, making him let out a small 'oh..'

He shrugged and snuggled back into his chest, "morning Loki.."

Loki gave another chuckle and continued with his previous movements, "good morning perseus. It seems your still tired, I'll let you rest."

The Raven gave a small, soft smile; "I appreciate it.." He felt small in his large green comfort hoodie, it was easier for him to cope this way. He enjoyed being small, being the one to lean on others sometimes.

Loki frowned a bit, before shaking his head lightly and plastering a genuine smile on his face; he was glad to be in his godly Norse form, and not his midgardian form- holding it was tiring and taking to much magic.

Percy hadn't really fallen asleep again, just laid there and enjoyed the others movements. His eyes closed as he kept his arms around him, wanting  nothing more than to lay there for the rest of his life.

A few hours later or maybe less, they heard a short static sound and Jarvis' voice come over the intercom. "Morning sirs."

Percy hummed and rubbed his eyes some, yawning a bit before wiping his drool away. "Morning Jarvis, what did you need?" His voice was groggy and husk, sounding slightly rough.

"The others want you two in the kitchen for brunch, they said it's French toast and eggs."

Percy nodded sluggishly, "is Steve making it?" He sat up, his legs straddling loki; his hands resting gently on his torso.