Give me Love

13. Warning

You could feel your lips tremble under Loki's gaze. Johnathan... He killed, no... No, he was forced to murder Bucky... But... it didn't mean he deserved a death sentence. Did it...? He was still a person, and he didn't deserve the same fate as Bucky received...

"I... I..." You took a deep breath in and slowly released it. "I don't know... It all happened so quickly, and The Teacher..." your hand lifted to gently massage your temple, a feeble attempt to soothe your nerves. "I can't remember... He... he might be, I know he was there when Bucky helped me... but he wasn't in the room when Bucky was talking with Thor..." you hesitantly locked your gaze with Loki's. "If you're not sure, don't rush to any brash decision that you could later regret... but you should trust your own judgement..." Oh no... What did you just say?! Loki had suspected Johnathan was double-crossing him! His instincts were telling him that Johnathan was a traitor! If he followed his judgement at the current time then Johnathan would - - Loki's cool hand ran through your (h/c) hair.

"Thank you, Dove..." he said with a small smile. Your eyes widened. What? His arm wrapped around your waist as he started leading you towards the exit. "Thus far you are the only one to give me an answer I would actually consider... even if it is uncertain and rather scattered in thought..." Your anxiety began to calm, and you felt your heartbeat slow down considerably. You hesitantly glanced back towards the stairs leading to the bedroom... You didn't want to leave the penthouse suite... It made you feel strangely comfortable, unlike most of the places in the world... If Loki was in a good mood then maybe he'd think about indulging a request... You were cautious about asking... The only reason you weren't doubled over in pain at this very moment was because of an opportunity he was kind enough to offer. Oh well...

"Wait..." you stopped and took hold of Loki's wrist. "Could... Could we stay here, just for tonight?" he raised a brow,

"Do you find my room unsatisfactory?" He asked with a curious and dark tone,

"Th-that's not it... I just like it up here..." you murmured the last part and lowered your head.

"Very well..." Your head snapped up. What? Did he just - - "What's wrong? Am I not allowed to indulge the irrational and erratic whims of my Pet?" he asked with a small smirk before turning on his heels and leading you back upstairs. Sure... he was allowed... but that didn't make you feel any more secure... In fact, it only served to make you more suspicious of his motives... Did he even have motives? Or was he just acting nice to mess with your mind?

Whichever it was, it didn't really matter to you because after that night Loki actually started treating you like a human being - - No... He treated most humans horribly... He started treating you like... like... You didn't even know how to describe how he treated you. It was better... That's all you knew, and that's all you needed to now. He had also promised to refurbish and repair the large penthouse suite; but until it was finished you had to settle for spending the mornings sitting in an area free of workers, and return to Loki's room in the early afternoon. You had learnt your lesson about showing up on time for Loki after the scare of the first night, so every day you made sure to leave your secluded getaway with enough time to arrive well before Loki, and every day you would arrive on time... Until one day, exactly a week from the first day you had been allowed more freedom, your mind entered a daze and you pressed the wrong button on the elevator...

You hadn't even realised you were on the wrong floor until the elevator door opened. Your brows furrowed. This hallway seemed familiar, but was definitely not the floor you had expected... Your mouth fell open slightly and you quickly darted forward, your eyes never leaving a door about 1/3 of the way down the hallway. This was... This was... You slipped into the room, somehow managing to go unnoticed by anyone, and looked upon the familiar site...

Dark, colourless and musty... that was how all the prison cells were... A few of the fluorescent lights were flickering off and on, but clung to life amongst the surrounding darkness.

"Thor..." you murmured softly while slowly moving further into the dark room.

"(Name)...?" The blond man asked as he shifted from underneath a ratty blanket. You quickly trotted up to the bars of his cell and Thor did the same, but just as your hands met on the bars and before you had a chance to say anything else, Thor was thrown towards the brick wall by an unseen entity. You reached forward through the bars, trying to catch him before he hit the wall, but the force pushing away from you was too strong. He hit the brick wall with a loud thud that made you cringe. You quickly retracted your hand and covered your mouth. That was when you noticed the small, warm, green light receding into your golden pendant. Oh God... Had you caused it...?

"Thor..." you called, but there was no answer. "Thor!" you called, louder than before. A low, dizzy groan was your only response... You let out a relieved sigh. At least he was alive...