Lokius Oneshots By Kiera

What Makes You Beautiful

Soundtrack: "All of Me" by John Legend

TW// Body dysphoria, Eating Disorder

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Mobius was sat with Loki in the cafeteria, the analyst was thoroughly enjoying his slice of key lime pie. But he noticed that Loki wasn't eating, instead the God just picked at the pie with his fork mindlessly, like a picky child playing with their food.

"C'mon, it's really good, you should try some, Lokes." Mobius says.

"I'm not hungry." Loki says quietly, pushing the plate away. Mobius knew that was a damn lie. He hadn't seen the god eat once since he arrived here going on about someone named Kang.

"Why aren't you hungry?" Mobius asked. "If you'd rather have something else, you can get whatever you want. The cafeteria has a pretty wide selection--"

"I said I'm not hungry!" Loki snapped, and Mobius immediately shut his mouth. He knew better than to provoke an angry Loki, it would be worse than petting an angry feral cat.

Later that day, Mobius was walking down the hall when passed by Sylvie's apartment. She was fumbling with her key, silently cursing it out under her breath.

"Hey, Sylvie." Mobius says, startling her.

"Oh, hey, Mobius. Didn't see you there. What's up?" Sylvie says.

"Well, you know Loki pretty well, right?" Mobius says, earning a chuckle from the variant.

"Yeah, we're practically twins. Why, something happen?" Sylvie asks.

"He's not eating. We were having some pie in the cafeteria earlier and he started saying he wasn't hungry. In fact, in the whole time he's been here, I don't think I've seen him eat more than just a little bit, a couple times." Mobius explains, and Sylvie's face fell.

"Anorexia-Bulimia." She says softly, with an all-too knowing look on her face. "Believe me, I know firsthand what he's going through."

"You used to?--"

"Yeah." Sylvie said simply. "Take my advice, you just need to show him that he's beautiful the way he is. He needs support, not criticism."

"Okay." Mobius says, still in shock. How had he not known? God, he needs to do something before Loki starves himself to death...

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He rushed over to Loki's apartment, knocking on the door. Loki opened the door, puzzled by Mobius' breathless state from rushing over here.

"Mobius, what?--"

"Don't speak. I have to tell you something, and you need to listen to me. You're beautiful, you're the most beautiful person I've seen. And I need you to know that I love you just the way you are. You are perfect, Loki. You don't need to change a damn thing about yourself, because you are already perfect." Mobius says earnestly.

"You think I'm beautiful?" Loki says doubtfully. "But look at me. I'm so pale and skinny and my hair is so greasy--"

"That's what makes you beautiful." Mobius says softly, taking Loki's face in his hand. The god was speechless as tears pooled in their eyes. Loki wrapped his arms around Mobius, hugging him tight as he cried softly into the analyst's shoulder. 

"I love you, Mobius." Loki whispers softly, nuzzling his face into Mobius' neck.

"I love you too, mischievous scamp."

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