[(Y/N)'s pov]
It haf been a day since the kiss and I'd been a total wimp, constantly avoiding Loki as much as possible. He was still pretty weak, and took great pleasure in receiving "help" from me. I couldn't even look him in the eyes!! He constantly stared at me, it was unnerving. So I decided to get under his skin to, I approached him with our lunch and sighed, "Sooooooooo, where are you from exactly?" I asked, sensing him immediately tense up.
"You don't know?" Loki scoffed, sounding slightly offended. I rolled my eyes, "No I don't know, the thing about working for shield is that they never really give you the full story." I murmured with a shrug, "So come on, tell me your tortured past. Tell me why you have it out for your brother. I want to know."
(Loki's pov)
"I want to know."
Why would she want to know, we're basically enemies. Why does she even care? For a moment I considered asking her that very question, instead I simply said, "I do not wish to bore you with such dull tales." I attempted to uphold a sense of humor; and failed.
She persisted, "Then leave out the dull parts. Tell me about you and your brother. Tell me about where you grew up. Tell me about the dumb stuff you did as a kid. C'mon, I'm dying of boredom. I saved your life, now you entertain me."
I sighed, have I really fallen this low? As to entertain a demanding human female simply because she saved my life. I shook my head, "I grew up in the realm internal, Asgard..." I began. And I told her everything, from my childhood pranks on Thor to the day he was banished and so forth.
"He said 'NO' after all I'd done, all he could do was deny me. So I let go of the staff, and fell into the abyss..." I paysed, my mind drifting back to that moment. As the darkness consumed me and all I wanted was to feel myself fade away. But instead I found myself in the realm of Thanos, being tortured and forced into unconditional slavery. And that's where I learned, "Freedom is life's greatest lie." I whispered, lost in my thoughts. Y/N looked at me with a face of mixed expressions, "Loki.." She said silently, her presence fading away as I slipped further into my thoughts.
[(Y/N)'s pov]
I stared into his dark eyes, his face had been full of life and crazed passion as he recalled to me his life. But then the tale twisted, and his eyes became darker and darker until he simply stopped, staring off into the distance as he whispered, "Freedom is life's greatest lie."
"Loki..." I sighed. "If you fell into a black hole...how are you here now?" His eyes suddenly filled with something I'd never seen in him before...fear. "I survived by the hand of pain and death itself."
Compelled to comfort I reached out and laid my hand on his shoulder, but I could never have expected what happened next. The second my hand touched his shoulder my mind flashed, as I saw his memories from right after falling into the black hole cover my mind like a mental projection. It was like a horrid movie being played out on my eyelids. Only I wasn't just watching. I was feeling; feeling everything that Loki experienced as if were one with him through those moments. I saw the being who looked down on everyone, I felt the endless pain that coursed through Loki day and night. And I felt him break inside as he was bended to the will of his persecutor.
I gasped for air as the flow of memories stopped at him being stabbed and left for dead in the forest at my side. My breathing ragged as my eyes filled with heavy tears.
"Forgive me," his voice filled with genuine shock and distress, "I believe I've lost control of my abilities at this moment. I apologize for the pain. Mind melding is quite thorough I'm afraid." Suddenly I threw myself into his arms, pulling him into a tight hug. "Don't apologize, why are you apologizing!?" He was frozen stiff with clear shock as I held him. I could hear him intake breaths to speak. But I didn't let him. Instead I pulled back, looked him in the eyes, and kissed him. Hard, soft, passionate and loving all at the same time as tears steamed down my face. "No one deserves what you went through. No one deserves that suffering. And I won't let anyone hurt you ever again." I didn't know why I was saying that, but I knew I meant it. No one is going to hurt him, not while I'm around. I felt my entire perspective shift as I realize that he didn't even have a choice in concurring our world. He was forced into it, it made me sick. He's not a monster...he's a victim. No one deserves that. He kissed me back lovingly and whispered, "I think I've fallen in love."
