ʙᴀᴄᴋ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ || 𝘓𝘰𝘬𝘪

Not My Boyfriend!! || Chapter Fiftheen

The next morning was unbelievably stressful. Bruce had been rushing around, making sure we hadn't forgotten anything and Thor wasn't been any sort of help because he had maids do his packing - the God of Thunder had no need to worry about even his own belongings nevermind anymore elses.

I tried to be as useful as I could be but I just felt so fatigued. Most the morning was spent in the library, reading the same book I had begun on the day of the feast. Part of me didn't want to leave, especially not when Loki was still here and locked up. He was imprisoned in his own home and I couldn't stop myself from feeling a twinge of guilt. I knew full well I could have helped him out and yet I never did. I could have insisted he ran when we were in the library. I could have helped him escape from the Avengers cell... then maybe the Chitauri wouldn't have even arrived.

I also struggled to look at the Asgardians whom surrounded me the same. Especially the warriors. They were meant to help people, save lives and fight wars against enemies to protect innocents yet each and every one of them threatened Lokis life. They want to kill him. Sif, Volstagg, Fandral, Hogun... feel nothing but pure hatred towards the God of Mischief. Was it the name? Title? Possible frosty identity? His hair? The pranks Loki would pull as a teen? What reason do they have to hate such a sweet soul? Sure he's done some messed up shit like trying to invade New York or take over Earth but before that: what?

We have now finished packing. Dr Banner and Thor are with Fandral and the same horses who brought us to the palace, ready to go over the rainbow bridge to the bifrost.

I had checked my bags ten times over and every room had been searched top to bottom by multiple people yet I still got the uncomfortable feeling that told me I was forgetting something. It was like something magnetic was pulling me away, some sort of common sense screaming at me to not leave just yet.

So I waited. And I made everyone else wait too.

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Walking down to the dungeons, I felt a strange sense of warning. Something was going to happen here that I would eventually come to regret - I could feel it.

I dodged the eyes of guards, eventually finding my way down to Lokis cell.

He was instantly looking at me, "Aren't you meant to be leaving?"

"Yes but I feel as though I have forgotten something." Loki raised an eyebrow at me, urging me to continue so I did with a sigh, "I wanted to see you first." I admitted. "I don't know when I next will so... I just couldn't leave without saying goodbye."

Loki scoffed, he looked unusually hurt and fragile. "No need, I would absolutely loath to keep your boyfriend waiting."

I was instantly taken aback. Did he mean Thor? Sure we had been hanging out quite a bit while I was on Asgard but there was never even a spark of romance between us. "My what?" I asked in a quiet voice.

"Don't act like you didn't hear me, darling." He crept closer to the cell wall, "My brother often takes things that are mine. Titles, training, loyalty, planets, snakes, the throne... although I never thought he would go so far as people."

"That's because he hasn't, Loki!" I insisted, now raising my voice just a touch.

He takes in a deep, shaky breath before putting on a fake smile, "He's waiting." Slowly, the god started to turn and walk away. Of course, he couldn't get far while trapped in that prison.

My heart was pounding heavily against my chest. I became desperate, prepared to lie if I must. "He's not my boyfriend!" My words were a rushed jumble as I hoped he would just turn around and look at me.

"And Hulk? Dr Banner is it?" Loki sneered, becoming annoyingly fed up.

I couldn't help but laugh, "He's my best friend, - we're not a couple!"

"Whatever you say. Now, run along - your ride back home is waiting for you." He didn't even take the time to look at me.

"Loki, stop! Wait, please..." I pleaded frantically.

Finally, he turned, "And why should I?"

This time it was I who took in a deep, shaky breath. I knew what I had to say and now I knew what I was going to regret. I felt goosebumps appear on my arms as I tried to calm down my breathing. Loki was obviously becoming impatient.

I watched as he slowly began to turn away again then blurted out the words, "Because I love you, you idiot!"

His head snapped back in seconds, looking at me with wide eyes that darted around like a child on sugar rush and an open mouth. His cheeks began to flush a soft blue hue as he desperately searched for words.

I lowered my gaze, now staring at the ground, "Like I said, I couldn't leave without saying goodbye so... bye Loki..."