Somewhere Along the Way... (Loki x Reader)

Sorry Point Break...

It wasn't fear that made me whisper his name.

No.

It was out of horror. He was standing there handcuffs on his wrists and some awful looking contraption on his mouth that looked ungodly tight, it had to be hurting him.

This was meant to be his brother? Why was Thor treating him like a dangerous animal? Chained up like this!

A quick glance over his face and I noticed a few painful looking cuts and bruises on his pale skin. One cut in particular above his right eye bothered me.

Before I realised it, my body had involuntarily walked me across the room, I was now standing in front of him.

He towered over me slightly even with my heels on, but I wasn't scared of him at all. The others would argue that I probably should be.

I felt a twinge in my heart seeing him like this. So...Helpless.

My eyes whipped around to Thor who almost cowered away from me...he knew I was about to reign hell down on his ass.

"Thor Odinson!" I yelled but was quickly interrupted by Tony.

"Oh hell no! She used your full name. Nope! You kind Sir are on your own! Sorry Point Break!" Tony exclaimed taking a few steps back, hands up in front of him in a surrendering gesture.

I quickly peeled my eyes from Thor to look at Tony and smirk before returning to my death glare in Thor's direction.

"Explain. Now." I almost growled at him.

Thor looked at me with puppy dog eyes, trying his best to soften me. It wasn't working.

I cleared my throat, turning on my heels to fully to face him. Hand on hip I asked him again..."Thor! Start talking."

He began to trip over his words nervously, "Well Lady Y/N, when I got to Asgard I went to visit Loki in his cell, however, it wasn't Loki I found in there. When I talked to him I felt like something was wrong. I won't lie to you it took me a while but I figured it out, it was an illusion." He paused. "I confronted Father about it and asked to see my brother, but he denied...so...I sought out some help from Heimdall, who informed me that Father actually had Loki sent to see through the rest of his sentence in the old dungeons."

With this he flinched...I knew that couldn't be a good thing.

I averted my attention to Loki again, his eyes still watching me intently. I figured he was probably silently judging me.

As Thor went to speak again I reached up to Loki's face who flinched away quickly looking a bit like a deer caught in headlights.

"I'm not going to hurt you Loki, I just want this god damn contraption off your face." He eyed me warily for a moment, then nodded weakly, giving me the go ahead and proceed to reach up again.

"Lady Y/N, I wouldn't advise you do that." Thor warned from behind me.

I spun around quickly, "And why not?!" I challenged him, straightening my back and staring at him.

He stuttered slightly. "Well, he...I mean...my brother he is the God.."

"God of Mischief, yes Thor I am aware! Do you forget I've worked here for a few years, I know as much as you guys do! That doesn't mean he needs to be tortured with this...well whatever the hell this MUZZLE is!" I didn't realise my voice had increased in volume towards the end as my hand pointed at Loki's face.

This time I looked to Tony...If Thor wasn't going to help, he would, "Alright Tin Man, your up. How does this shit come off?!"

The look I got from Tony let me know he didn't appreciate my 'Tin Man' joke....I however was past caring at this point. I watched as he had a brief look at it. Then he pointed to a small black pad at the side of the contraption.

I looked at Thor and gestured towards it. "Well, I'm waiting..."

"Lady Y/N I...I don't think." Thor started.

"Oh for fuck sake Thor take the thing off already before I kick you in the manhood!" I exclaimed. "I mean what's he going to do? Seduce me to death?!!!"

That remark earned me a snort from not only Tony but Loki too.

While Thor just stared at me for a second before sighing, admitting defeat and walking over and reaching up, pressing his finger onto the pad behind Loki's ear.

With a small click, the contraption fell off into his hand.