Trust my rage (Loki x Reader)

Chapter 10 - Powers

(Okay, I just wanted to address something. I decided to amp Loki's powers by a lot, his practically nearly the same as Wanda, he can also bend reality. His powers include: Reality bending/molecular rearrangements, illusions, telekinesis, flight, magic bolts/energy blasts, telepathy, teleportation, astral projection, conjuration and shapeshifting. He also has enhanced combat skills.)

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There you were, being vulnerable and stupid. All those years of training just to be so pathetic and weak. This is not what you trained yourself for, why were you showing so much sentiment? You let your emotions take over, which costed you your entire reputation.

All these thoughts flooded your brain, as you sat on the bottom of some staircase. Pathetic.

You couldn't help but feel more disappointed in yourself.

You heard the door crease, but chose to ignore it. In your head you were praying that they'd get lost. The stairs were empty and echoey, the ground was concrete. You heard their shoes tap three times before you heard a voice speak.

"Is it really worth it?" That same, familiar voice that you seem to be so comfortable with said. You heard the voice echo through the empty, plain staircase. You didn't reply, instead just sniffled.

You then heard more footsteps, this time they came closer. You could hear his shoes tap with every step he took down the stairs. He slowly crouched down and sat himself next to you.

"Go away." You said, you definitely sounded like you were crying. You never felt more weak and pathetic in your life.

Instead, he didn't reply, he just sat there. After a few awkward seconds, he waved his hand into the air.

In the air, his hand released some green magic energy, that majestically circled around his finger tips. It was bright green yet looked so royal. After a second, the green mist turned into a tissue.

He handed you the tissue.

'Thank you.." You said, while using the tissue to clean your face. When you finished using the tissue, he simply flicked his hands, then the tissue disappeared into thin air.

"Don't listen to what they say. Believe me, i've been where you are. Even then, it's still difficult." He said. His voice was very relaxing, it managed to somewhat calm you down.

"No, it's not about what they said. I honestly don't care because I'm leaving as soon as I could, it's just that.. It's aggravating when nobody listens or hears you out."

He just nodded in response.

"I understand. Back in Asgard— ..nevermind." He also sounded upset by what you said, but he wasn't going to tell his life story to you.

He slowly stood up. He held out his hand, offering to help you up. You just stared and hesitantly lifted your hand towards his. You held onto his hand and got up from the stairs. His hands were so soft, it made you realise that you never held someone's hand romantically before. You felt butterflies, your face was red. You didn't let him see it. But wait.

You're not holding his hands, 'romantically' though. Such absurd thoughts.

You quickly snapped yourself back to reality, reminding yourself that the only reason you are only holding hands was because he was helping you up.

But you couldn't help but feel safe, holding onto the palm of his hands. As much as you tried, the butterflies wouldn't stop.

SNAP OUT OF IT.
His only holding your hands to help you up. Nothing more. He probably has a girlfriend somewhere out there, considering his status and face.