Loki Oneshots

I Do Care

"Oh, you're still alive," drawled the voice of the one person I really didn't want to see right now. I was tired, sore and beat all to hell from the mission and all I wanted was a hot shower and my bed. Although it seemed that Loki wanted to go out of his way to annoy me as I trudged through the common area towards my room.

I huffed out a weary sigh before turning to him. "Don't sound so disappointed, I might think you don't like me," I smirked, raising my brow in amusement.

"I don't, Midgardian. Simply making an observation," he countered back. I rolled my eyes before finishing the trek to my room. I simply did not have the energy for this at the moment.

Walking in my room I immediately headed for my bathroom, grabbing comfier clothes along the way. I had the water hot as I could handle before stepping in and letting the water cascade over my tired muscles. It gave some relief to the pain but made the cuts and abrasions sting as it rinsed to dirt from the minor wounds I had.

I scrubbed all the dirt and blood from my body and hair, watching it all swirl down the drain. My head was filled with so many thoughts and I didn't know how I was going to get to sleep. This mission brought back memories of before the Avengers found me. Back to when I was locked away in a cell and tortured. I didn't hesitate to let the tears fall once I was clean, just standing under the water. In a sense I guess I hoped it would wash it all away. Although in reality I knew it wouldn't.

Once I managed to pull myself back together, I finally got out of the shower and finished getting ready for bed. Going through the routine I was almost disconnected from reality. I was shutting down and needed to sleep. I hurried through my normal bedtime routine and quickly dove into my bed and wrapped the covers tightly around me. Soon I drifted off but it wouldn't be a restful sleep.

"Test subject 0005 is ready for testing," a cold voice said emotionlessly. I tried to move but I was restrained to something.

"It will be over soon," another voice rang out. I kept trying to fight but I couldn't move. I started screaming and I could hear them laughing as the pain began. I screamed louder, thrashing around trying to break free but it was futile.

"Subject 0005 is responding well to the new formula. Blood pressure and pulse are elevated as well as respirations. That is to be expected and they aren't in dangerous ranges," the first voice spoke up again. I tried looking around but all I saw was black.

"Darling, wake up," a voice broke through the darkness. I knew that voice. That voice meant that I was somewhere safe.

My eyes flew open and I shot up in my bed with a scream. As I sat catching my breath, I could feel the tears on my face. My heart was racing and my skin tingled as if I could feel it all again. I was safe though; I was in my room in the compound. When I looked up, I saw Loki perched on the edge of my bed almost looking like he was concerned. If he was, he did a good job of hiding it.

I groaned, pulling my knees to my chest as he sat in silence beside me. "I had a nightmare, didn't I? '' I asked barely above a whisper, not daring to even look at him as I rested my head on my knees and wrapped my arms around my legs.

He was silent for a moment before I felt the mattress shift. "You were screaming Sawyer. It took quite a bit for me to rouse you. I had to use magic to help bring you out of it."

I raised my head finally looking at him. I wiped the tears from my face and took a deep breath. "Thank you," I managed to get out as I began to calm down.

We sat together in silence together. I wasn't sure what to say other than thank you. I felt like I needed to explain what happened. I just wasn't sure if Loki was the one. I hadn't told anyone else in the compound the whole story of what happened to me before they found me. I felt as if I owed him some sort of explanation since he helped me out of it. I took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling before looking at Loki preparing myself.

"Before Steve and your brother found me, I was a test subject in a lab," I started shakily focusing my gaze on the wall in front of me. "I apparently carry a special gene and the wrong people found out when I started donating blood and plasma. They kidnapped me from the donation center I went to. They did horrible things to me. I was injected with things that made me feel like my entire body was on fire or frozen. They would carry out tests on me to see how the new formulated injections worked with my special gene. Then the guards would," I explained as I began to get choked up and I could feel the tears coming again.

I felt his cool hand gently touch my lower back. I looked over to Loki as the tears started falling again. I felt like such an idiot pouring out my trauma to him but I couldn't help it. What surprised me most was that Loki had stayed and not left as soon as he had me awake. I turned back to the wall, unable to look at him as I continued to cry.

An even bigger shock was when I felt the mattress shift again and his arm wrapped around my waist. He gently pulled me back as he settled against the headboard of my bed. I didn't fight it because right now I was yearning for the comfort and I was happy to take it from where I was able to get it. Even if it meant I was being held by Loki of all people while I cried after a nightmare.

"They can't hurt you anymore," Loki said gently as I curled into his side and he wrapped his arm tighter around me. "If they even try, I'll make sure they won't have another chance."

We sat in silence like that for a while. Neither of us said a word as I calmed back down, we just sat on my bed. I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. He was attractive, he was a god. This was Loki though, The God of Mischief and Lies.

Finally, I was able to gather the courage to tilt my head up to look at him. "Thank you, Loki. You didn't have to do this. So why did you?"

I could see the glint of mischief in his eyes as he gave me a small smile as he looked down at me. "Earlier when I said I didn't like you, I lied. I care about you Sawyer," he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world before he placed a kiss on my forehead. "Get some sleep darling, I won't leave unless you want me to."

I didn't say anything, I just gave him a small grateful smile. I snuggled further into Loki's side feeling secure enough to let myself sleep. As I laid there with my eyes closed, I felt Loki start to gently stroke my hair. Before I drifted off to sleep, I felt him place another soft kiss to the crown of my head. After that I had the best sleep, I had in a long time.