Avengers One-Shots (smut and fluff)

Loki Laufeyson Fluff

I groan and try to sit up, "No, no, no," Loki says, rushing over to gently push my shoulders back into the silky black sheets. "W-What happened?" I question, rubbing my temples to try and alleviate the pulsing pain emitting from there. "You were shot during a mission," he whispers, sitting next to me and grabbing my hand gently, "How long ago?" I question, worriedly. "Two days," he mumbles, my head falls, "I-I should have seen the shooter. How did I not see the glare?" I mumble more to myself than him. "It's not your fault," he says sternly, lifting my head to make eye contact, "Ca-can you h-hold me?" I question, as my eyes fill with tears. He nods gently and I scoot over on the large bed, he gently crawls in next to me, pulling my back into his chest carefully. "I love you," he whispers in my ear, gently rubbing my hair. "I love you too," I smile to myself, he slowly starts drawing shapes on my hip where my shirt rode up on hip. "Get some sleep, darling, I'll be here when you wake up," he says quietly, nuzzling his nose in neck.
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I sit up quickly, wincing at the pain radiating from my stomach where I was shot. My breathing quickens and I feel the walls closing around me, "Darling?" Loki's sleepy voice asks from beside me. "I'm fine, go back to bed," I say, trying to hide the tears in my eyes, he sits up quickly, "What happened, my love?" He asks, gently pushing the hair out of my face. "N-nightmare," I murmur, "Oh, baby," he cooes in my ear, pulling me onto his lap, and wrapping his arms around me firmly. "Look at me," he orders gently, I shake my head and bury in his neck, "Look at me," he orders with more dominance in his voice. I slowly look up, "I'm right here, no one can hurt you when you're with me," he cooes softly, rubbing my back reassuringly. "Pr-promise?" I question weakly, "I promise," he says, kissing my head.