The Consultant (Loki x Male Reader)

part: 28

song: fix you - coldplay
(all memes aside, this is a really nice song)

3rd pov

it was late at night, and loki had finally been able to bring himself to read now that y/n was home. he needed a distraction anyways, if he wasn't reading he dwelling on the fact that y/n doesn't remember who he is.

be he supposed he should at least be happy that he's back. and y/n had remembered his name at least, that made him feel a little bit special.

y/n was back sharing the floor with him again, but it was no longer his job to "babysit" him. everyone deemed it unfair to have y/n watch someone he doesn't even know.

loki sighed and shut the book he was reading, setting it on the end table to his left. he stood and dusted himself off, stretching out his back after having sat down for so long. he left the reading room and walked down the hall to his bedroom, but stopped when he heard heavy breathing come from y/n's room.

loki stepped closer to the door and out his ear against it to listen closer. he could hear y/n mumbling and thrashing around in his bed, and he opened the door quietly.

he stood above y/n and observed his distressed face. he flinched and stiffened randomly, mumbling incoherent words.

loki wanted to know what y/n's nightmare was about, but he was conflicted. he didn't know if he would be overstepping boundaries with y/n. he ignored his frantic mind and put out a shaky hand. he gently rested it on y/n's hand and read his thoughts.

he stood in a dimly lit room. the walls were made of concrete and there were no windows. he turned and saw y/n strapped to a bed that lay vertical against the wall, his arms and legs spread out against it.

cuts and bruises littered his torso and loki put a hand over his mouth in shock. the door slammed open and loki turned sharply to see a man in a white lab coat walk in with two hydra soldiers walking behind him.

the hydra soldiers were dragging in a rolling table, and on it lay guns of different sizes, calibers, and types. there was small furnace along with different knives laying beside it.

loki felt sick.

the doctor picked up a metal rod and stuck it in the furnace. when the rod was glowing red from the heat, the doctor pulled it out. he walked to y/n who was now squirming and pulling against his restraints.

the doctor pressed the metal to y/n's skin and he screamed out in pain. loki had to turn away.

the dream changed. y/n was no longer strapped to the bed, but strapped to the chair instead. loki walked closer to the chair and examined y/n's state. y/n was staring blankly in front of him, almost lifeless.

the doctor walked in again with the same two hydra agents behind him. the doctor sat in a chair in front of y/n.

"good morning, number 74," the doctor said.

y/n didn't respond. he didn't move. the doctor sighed and gestured to the soldier. a large lever was pulled and loki watched as the chair roared to life.

y/n entire body jolted, and his fists tightened to hard his knuckles turned white. his eyes were clamped shut and he let out pained wheezes. the doctor nodded at the soldier and the lever was flipped again.

y/n's body relaxed and he panted, a thin sheen of sweat glistened on his skin.

"today's question. where do you belong?" the doctor ask, and y/n laughed breathily.