Loud Trickster In A Quiet World, A Loki x Deaf Reader

15.Gently

-Your POV-

I see Loki physically cringe away from me, or rather, whatever was behind me. I turn to see Thor at the door, holding a bundle of strange looking drinks in glass bottles.

[Thor, calm down, I cant even read your lips.] I tell him, and he sets down the bottles on Loki's bedside table, next to the empty plate that had pancakes earlier.

[I heard from Natasha that you are skipping training to take care of my little brother, since he wasnt feeling well, so I made a quick trip to our mother and asked for all the healing elixers I could get.] Thor informs me, reaching a hand out to feel Loki's forehead, but he leans back away from the touch.

[Thor, hes okay. He was in the rain with me a few days ago, and he's just a little sick from it.] I tell him, before setting a hand on Loki's knee gently, hoping to give him a bit of comfort.

[Are you sure? I want to make sure.] Thor says, looking anxious.

[He's fine. I'm going to stay with him and make sure he recovers. If anything happens I'll make sure to tell you.] I tell him, feeling Loki's hand on my shoulder for a moment "Nothing will happen. And either way, I know what all the elixers do, so you dont have to be worried about one of us using the wrong one." He says, likely to Thor as well.

I smile at Loki, before turning my gaze up to Thor again. His expression softening greatly [I am very thankful for this. For being friends with him, and for taking care of him. He has often gotten sick when he was younger, and has always been frailer than most.] He tell me while also avoiding the knife that Loki tries to throw at him, which, instead hits the wall. Stark was gonna have something to say about that one.

I set my hand back down on Loki's leg for a moment, silently telling him to behave [It is no problem for me. Though I have the feeling he is wanting you out of the room for now. Ill give you an update later.]

Thor leaves, and I turn back to Loki [Dont hurt your brother.] I scold, and Loki lays back down. He moves and grabs one of my hands "It's fair for him to be a little injured when he starts talking about younger me."

I let out a soft laugh, picking up one of the glass bottles "pretty..." I mumble softly.

"That one helps to make you puke up any poison in your body." He says, gently taking it from me, rubbing his thumb over the rune label.

[Noted.] I sign, watching him for a few more moments [You look sad?]

Loki snaps his gaze up to meet mine, his face still a little flushed "Its just that I know my mother probably made them. I dont know if it was recently made, or was just in stock, but its nice to see her work sometimes."

I smile softly, taking the bottle back, setting it aside again [I know that some day Odin] which, we use a crow as his name, since there isnt an official one, similar as to how we use snake for Loki, and lightning for Thor, [will let you go back, and you can see her again.]

Loki smiles, and surprises me by pulling me into a hug "Thank you." He says softly into my mind, holding me tightly.

My face starts to heat up, and I tuck myaelf under his chin so he cant see it. My arms wrapped around his torso. When he loosens his grip more, I pull away, thankful that the blood that rushed up to my cheeks had calmed back down [Has no one told you that yet?] I sign carefully, watching his expression in case I step on a landmine.

He smiles sadly, his hand reaching up and cupping my face, pushing aside some of my hair "No. Only Thor, but he doesnt count, he is obligated to say it."

I scrunch up my nose a bit [He really cares for you. Not just becuase you're his brother. Because he knows you're good inside, and he doesn't like how whatever made your mind cloud up is eating away at you.]

He mumbles something in, presumably Asgardian, but I dont know what. I tilt my head a bit, eyebrows furrowing. "Nothing, just a little slip of the tongue."

[Well that just makes me more curious. Please?] I push, leaning forwards a tiny bit unknowingly.

He chuckles, shaking his head "Another time."

I grumble softly, jumping a tiny bit as my phone buzzes besides me on the bed. I pick it up, glancing at the notification. Its from Natasha. [Lemme go grab us some lunch. Natasha made the team lunch, and wants to make sure we both eat. Will you be okay if I leave for a bit?]

Loki huffs "Im not a baby, I dont need constant supervision." He protests, but has a grin on his face

[Tell that to Tony's streak of green hair.] I tease as I walk out of the room.

Natasha greets me, holding one bowl and filling it up as I walk over [Thank you so much Nat.] I sign, grabbing a drink real quick.

She sets down the now full bowl, next to another dished up portion. [No problem. How's your boyfriend doing?] She signs, making me choke on my drink.

[We are NOT dating.] I sign, putting emphasis on the 'not' to stress my point.

[But you like him.] She points out. Wait points out? That would mean I did have a crush on him. Dammit.

[Thank you for the food. Bye] I sign before scooping up both bowls, not leaving her any opportunity to tease me any more.

I pause at the ajar door, glancing in at Loki, who had picked up one of his books, and was reading.

Fuck, I do like him. God dammit. I mean damn him-

But to be fair, with looks alone, how could you not. His slender figure that radiates elegance, his chiseled jawline that could probably do as much damage as hsi daggars, his hands that you would initially think they might be a little bony, but are actually nice to hold. And his fingers that seem to dance as they braid, flip pages, and caress everything gently.

Gods it was gonna be difficult to stay calm around him.

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