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

21.Return

Still 'you/semi third' perspective, bc personally I find it easier to write, but in the future, I plan to make two versions of every chapter, one of the 'I' perspective, and one of the 'you' perspective since I have had a few people who prefer the 'I'.

Loki had just gotten back from Asgard, running his hands through his hair as he landed and the wind kicked up briefly. Thor was the first to greet him, which wasnt unusual, however, the first thing he said, was. "Brother? Where's (Y/N)? I thought you took her with you."

Loki turned to face him, his brows furrowing "What do you mean? I left her here. Why do you think she went with me?"

Thor shifted nervously "The Deon guy said you took her with you, and so he went home because you wouldn't let you take him with you."

"Deacon? No, I left her with him. I went to talk to mother, and..." Loki paused "Wait (Y/N)'s missing?" This threw Loki into a panic. "You didn't have Stark check any trackers or anything? You just accepted it?" He cursed, rushing off without an answer from Thor.

He found his way to the common room, finding most of the team there "Stark. Track (Y/N)'s stuff."

"Welcome back Reindeer, what, did she loose something?" Tony asked, not bothering to look up from his phone.

"No. I, no, WE lost (Y/N). I didnt take her with me to Asgard. That disgusting Deacon guy took her. And I dont know where." Loki growled out, a green mist appearing as he pulled a dagger from his magic pocket.

Tony looked twords Loki, quickly putting his hands up "Hey, okay, okay, put the stabby thing down. I didn't know." He said, seeming genuinely concerned "She's part of the team, even if its you asking me to find her, I'll do anything."

Loki clenched his jaw, not magic-ing his knife away, instead shoving it in a holster he suddenly had on his pants.

A few days prior-

You had just watched Loki storm off, to god knows where. Specifically Heimdall. But that wasnt the point.

You sent Deacon a slight glare [Why'd you bring it up?]

Deacon took a sip of his soda, shrugging a bit [I didn't think he would react like that? I didnt think he and his brother were that close.]

You pushed yourself out of your seat, not bothering to push it back in before you headed to Loki's room. Only then did you feel the vibrations of the bifrost from the roof. It was subtle, but distinct. You cursed mentally, wishing you thought to go to the roof first.

He was gone, and in a foul mood. You just hoped he would return soon. You glared at Deacon as you re-entered the kitchen/dining room, scooting in your chair as you got seated again [Don't bring that up again. To either of them. Or anyone infact.] You scolded him, taking a bite of your food after.

Deacon sat there with a smirk [Whats wrong with you? You just made him upset!] You signed sharply as he continued to smirk and just make you more annoyed and pissed off.

Deacon waited until you took a few more bites before standing, walking over to you [How did the food taste?]

You looked up at him, your brow furrowing [Fine. Stop acting weird. Its creepy.]

Deacon grabbed his drink, taking another sip, standing uncomfortably close. He crumpled the cup, tossing it to the waste bin [Nothing strange about it?]

[I guess it tasted a little different after I came back? But thats just because I didnt taste it for a bit.] You signed, taking another bite to make sure you weren't crazy.

Deacon seemed to make some sort of hum or noise, but then walked off, throwing away our trash as I finished. He walked back over, stopping me from getting up from my chair [Its a new prototype. Only because we havent fully found a cure. Makes your limbs get weaker and weaker.] He paused, a malicious smirk growing on his face [Until you just cant move. I saw the opportunity to bring back our beloved nightshade, but I didnt want to damage you.]

You tried to push your voice out to call Jarvis, but no words came out. Like they were stuck, or being blocked. [Not pleasant huh? Dont worry, we can get a little sample of our recent cure in to fix your voice and eyes. We do need you for information after all.]

Eyes? You started to realize that your eyes were infact getting heavy, and your head was drooping. Suddenly you felt yourself being picked up, and carried off somewhere. You were awake, present; you could feel everything going on, but you just couldnt move. It was terrifying.

After a while of walking, or, Deacon carrying you, you felt a breeze of outside air. The faint smell of car oil and exhaust. You were in a parking garage. You knew that for sure as you got placed on something, and the familiar feeling of a car door shutting vibrated its way to you.

Realization set in. You were being kidnapped.

But why would Deacon kidnap you? It didnt make sense. He worked for shield. Unless he was a hydra agent? You thought Shield had gotten rid of all the spies, and the team just had to remove their bases.

Right?

You felt the car stop, and you waited for something to happen. Well, not like you had a choice in the matter, you still couldnt move. Your movement was so limited, that it was hard to breathe. You were just glad whatever the poison was didnt do something like stop your heart.

You found it sad though, that you found the fact that you weren't dead to be the best thing happening in the moment.

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