The Consultant (Loki x Male Reader)

part: 3

song: Knockin' on Heavens Door - Guns n' Roses

3rd pov

loki had only just started reading the book when the whole ship rumbled. he almost lost his balance, but caught himself.

he smiled widely and laughed. he shut the book and set it down next to him. he waited patiently for one of his men to come release him from his prison.

a man came and opened the door. as he stepped out, he heard loud footsteps approaching the room.

thor ran through the door.

"no!" he shouted.

he ran after loki and he braced for impact, but before thor could make contact with him he phased right through the god of mischief.

he fell into the cell and the door closed on him.

"are you ever not going to fall for that?" loki asked.

thor hit his hammer on the glass, and a crack appeared. one of the mechanisms holding up the cell dropped, and loki laughed breathily.

"loki!" a voice yelled. loki felt his stomach drop.

he turned back to the door and saw y/n standing there, out of breath from running. loki watched as his man raise his gun to y/n, and his heart stopped.

"no! don't!" he screamed.

but he was too late. a single bullet left the gun, and it went straight into y/n's torso. he stumbled back a bit.

y/n stood there for moment. still not even registering what happened.

blood started soaking through his white t-shirt. and he finally looked down at it.

he brought his hand to his stomach to touch the blood pouring out of it, still not believing that it was real.

"oh, fuck, is this real?" y/n laughed. "holy shit this is real."

loki could only stare in horror.

everything in y/n's body felt like jello, and suddenly he couldn't hold himself up anymore.

he stumbled again, desperately trying to hold himself up as his mind scrambled to assess what was happening. but the burning pain erupting from his abdomen made it hard.

loki ran and caught y/n before he fell, and slowly laid him on the ground.

"lo-loki," y/n choked out, trembling and sweating from the pain.

he desperately grasped at loki's clothing.

"yes? what?" loki asked.

"how co-come you're so worried? i thought— i thought i was just a mortal b-boy?" y/n laughed, a weak smile on his face.

but it contorted into pain and he curled into himself more. he groaned. he could taste metal in his mouth and he watched as blood dripped onto the floor from his it. he coughed and furrowed his eyebrows as breathing got harder with all of the blood in his throat.

"i can't believe you're still trying to tease me. and you're the only mortal boy i don't want to kill," loki said, trying to bring him comfort.

thor stood in the background, watching the interaction. since when did his brother grow so close to this boy? enough to care whether or not he lives or dies?

"too bad, you— you kinda did," y/n replied, his eyes squeezed shut from the pain. loki's frown deepened.

y/n coughed. "god, i thou-thought i wasn't afraid of dying. but fuck, this— this is terrifying."

he opened his eyes and looked at loki.

"i don't— don't want to die," he said, tears falling from his eyes.

loki could only watch y/n as he writhed in his lap, and stare at him in horror and confusion.

"you're not going to die, y/n," a voice said, and loki looked to see agent coulson standing there with a large gun in his hands. he knocked out the soldier that shot y/n.

"move away, please," he said to loki, and he gently laid y/n down on the ground.

his pants and hands were covered in blood, but he didn't care.

he stepped away from y/n's trembling body and stood up with his hands in the air.

"you like this?" coulson asked. he gestured to the gun, slowly walking closer to loki. "we started working on the prototype after you sent the destroyer."

loki started moving too, staring at coulson wearily.

"even i don't know what it does," coulson said, powering up the gun, "you wanna find out?"

but before coulson knew it, a piercing pain traveled through his body. he looked down and saw the tip of loki's spear protruding from his chest.

loki walked out from behind him and he fell to the ground. loki smiled, and walked towards the control panel.

he pressed a button and a hatch opened, exposing thor to the ground 30,000 feet below him.

he pressed another button, and watched as thor was gone in an instant.

his smile disappeared, and he looked back at y/n, who was pale and unmoving. a pool of blood growing under him.

he was dead.

the most chilling part was his face. the lifeless, blank expression. his cheeks no longer held the pink flush of blood. his eyes no longer glimmered with light. and his mouth was flat, void of any trace of a smile or frown. he was empty.

he turned away with a shutter, shaking his head.

he sort of felt relief. knowing that there was nothing standing in his way anymore. but that feeling was overcome with greif and sadness.

but the strongest feeling he felt was guilt. yet another person he cared about was gone because of him.

he sighed and started walking away.

"you're going to lose," coulson said, and loki turned around to look at him.

"am i?" he asked.

"it's in your nature," coulson responded.

loki hummed. "your heroes are scattered, your floating fortress falls from the sky. where is my disadvantage?"

"you lack conviction," coulson said.

loki's eyebrows knit together. "i don't think i'm—"

loki was blasted backwards by a giant beam of energy. he flew through the wall and landed on the ground hard.

"so that's what it does," coulson said.

loki got up with a groan, and ran through the halls, making it to the top of the carrier.

there, an air ship sat awaiting his arrival. he climbed in and looked back at the carrier as it got farther away.

the hatch to the ship closed and he looked at the blood starting to dry onto his hands.

wow 😀😀😀 two chapters in one night, and im about to start working on the third