'Loki?'
Loki looked up from the love-poem he was writing, and he smiled weakly, before turning to his work.
'Yes, child?'
'What colour are Amora's eyes?'
'Brown. His eyes are chocolate brown. Deep, rich, creamy and-'
'Shit coloured?'
'No. How dare you insult him!'
Loki back-handed her, and she flew backwards, banging her head against the wall.
'I'm telling Tony.'
'So?'
Savannah was going to kill that word.
Fuck impossibility.
'So, he's not going to like that you hit a poor, defenceless, vulnerable young woman.'
Loki instantly looked apologetic.
'I'm sorry. Please don't tell him. He hates me enough as it is.'
And, once again, Loki was crying.
Because of her.
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Winter Sunshine
FanfictionSavannah Winters works for SHIELD, for the Avengers, for the sake of Earth. Right? But she is sitting in the bath, idly watching blood trickle down her wrists for the first time in ten years, when the phone rings. Loki is back, but somehow, not th...
