♡Loki One~shots♡

Mute Music- pt2

Previously>>>>

"Would you like to join me a little later at the library?" he asked her, she looked a little dumbfounded at his request but nodded with a smile, he gave her a curt nod and waved at Steve before leaving.

He smiled to himself and went his way.

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Y/N's POV

Loki... he was a strange man. It was hard to get a good read on him, he was either an ignorant god or a gentle giant.

I was left sitting on the stool in the kitchen with my food still untouched in front of me, Steve was looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I shrugged and ate the breakfast he had made for me

My mind was still on how Loki laughed when I cursed out the supersoldier... did he understand me? That couldn't be possible, could it?

I mean, just a few weeks ago he was about to cut my head right off my shoulders when I spoke to him in sign language. So, there was no way he could just pick up the entirety of the language and learn it all in a few weeks... right?

After I ate, I went back to my room. I knew the team didn't care if I roamed the tower or spent time with them, but I still never overstayed my welcome. Always retreating to my room after more than five hours.

I sat on my bed and grabbed my guitar, the one thing that helped me say the words my tongue couldn't.

Strumming the strings of the instrument, I allowed myself to be taken away to the chaos of my mind. Playing the song of my thoughts.

My body was strapped down to the metal table, needles and tubes poked into my skin, pushing alien like liquid into my blood, my body was on fire and convulsing harshly. My mouth gagged and my eyes blindfolded. Stripping away my sight

The room I was in was created with pure evil and concrete. No windows. No sunlight. The smell of blood filling my nose every time I breathe, mold lining the walls and floor.

It hurts.

Everything hurts. My mind was only on the pain I felt, my body felt as if someone took a whip lit on fire and licked it against my skin.

The torture never ended. It was the same procedure. Every. Day.

At one point my body gave out on me and all I could see is black.

My eyes snapped back open my fingers red and speckled with blood from strumming the chords a little too hard. My breath came out in labored pants and gasps. My forehead held a thin layer of sweat and my stomach was knotted

"That was... something." A voice came from my door, making me startle. I threw my pillow at them only to realize it was Loki. He had caught the pillow with ease, walking into my room and placing it down on my bed, grabbing my guitar from my hands and laying it on the pillow, I watched as he summoned a cloth and wiped the strings off, taking away any traces of my blood from the silver chords

He then moved to my hands and emitted a soft green glow over them, I watched how the small cuts instantly closed and the speckles of blood erased from my flesh, I looked up at him in awe, amazed by the magic he did on me.

He looked me in the eye and gently let go of my hand, a muscle in his jaw ticked and he was back to his usual reserved self. Handing the guitar back to me

"what songs do you know?" he asked, sitting on my bed and watching my fingers fiddle with the guitar, I raked my brain for any songs he might like, playing a soft tune that had an affect on Thor, maybe it would have the same on Loki..

The gentle notes from the song "Jeg Saler Min Ganger" a song that Thor had sung once under his breath, the song was beautiful and thankfully I can play a tune by ear. When I played the song one day in my room, I had looked up to see Thor with tears of joy in his eyes

But this time, when I looked at Loki, all I saw was pain. I could see how his mind was no longer here in the room with me, how his body went lax and his hands trembled ever so slightly.

I drew in a breath and started to whistle to the tune of the song, only drawing in another breath when I needed it.

Loki's eyes focused in on mine, a small glint in his green irises. His hand reached out and laid over mine, stopping me from playing further. The whistling died down and his hand slipped from mine

"No more.." he whispered, I raised my hands and immediately began to apologize, realizing he couldn't understand they dropped back down to my lap "Don't apologize... it's fine. My mother used to sing that song to Thor and I whenever we were sad or when we couldn't sleep... it brings back memories."

My eyes casted down at his words, wishing I had a loving mother like his... instead of the one who sold me over for nothing but fake money.

Wait.

*You understand me?!* I signed out rapidly, making him laugh, the sound was like silk against skin, it was something I wish could hear every second of my day

"I was going to reveal it later in the library but now seems like the best time... I was curious of your language, so I learned it." He said with a smile, his cheeks denting ever so slightly with it, making my heart flip at the little dimples

*How can you learn it so quick though?* I asked him confused, still signing out slowly in case he was rusty with it

"I'm a quick learner... but it does help the fact that I did it just to curse Thor out and he won't understand it." He admitted making me laugh silently, Loki looked at me with a smile, for once someone didn't look at me with pity or empathy for not being able to laugh properly... for being mute. "Can you play me the song again?"

I nodded and began playing the chords to his song, but what surprised me was when he started singing the lyrics to said song. His singing was soft and sweet, completely different from his personality, after the song was done, we could only look at each other, happiness and pain swelled in Loki's eyes, but he seemed at peace now

From that day he and I became friends, and a little after that, we became more.

Actions always speak louder than words.