Frozen Love

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

I was suddenly awoken when Loki sat up abruptly and my face landed in a pillow. I sat up and looked at Loki, I was about to asked him what happened when I noticed he was breathing heavily and sweating he must have woken up from a bad dream.

He had a dazed look in his eyes and he wouldn't look at me, when he finally did he was still breathing very heavily and I could tell he was trying to control it so he would seem fine.

I could tell he obviously wasn't fine, and his breathing wasn't lessening so I had to do something.

"Are you ok?"

He looked at me with a glassy look in his eyes and tried to hide his heavy breathing which only made his breathing worse

"I- I'm fine" he managed through wheezes

I gave him a disbelieving look which he noticed

"I am fine" he said standing up and walking across the room

He was now hyperventilating in a corner trying to conceal his obvious panic attack

"You aren't fine"

He shook his head and whispered "I'm fine" again

I sighed and slowly walked over to where he was standing

"You aren't fine, you're having a panic attack. You had a bad dream and now you are panicking over it."

He shook his head again

"I am not panicking"

"Yes you are" I say taking another step towards him

"But you're ok, it was just a dream, whatever it was you dreamt of isn't real and you're ok" I said trying to comfort him

He shook his head violently

"It wasn't a dream, it was real"

"No you're ok now, it was just a nightmare, and I know it may have seemed real but it wasn't"

It seemed weird that I was trying to comfort the very man who kidnapped be and is a known felon, but none the less for some strange reason I knew if it were me having a panic attack he would be the one to comfort me.

I took another step towards him

"You're awake now, nothing in your dream can hurt you anymore"

I was about to place my hand on his shoulder to reassure him when he spun around quickly and grabbed my shoulders in his hands

"It wasn't a dream!" he said with hostility and anger

He looked at me with his eyes rimmed with tears and a concerned look on his face. I was so in shock that before I could do anything he quickly pulled me closer to him and was hugging me.

I didn't even have time to process what was happening when I heard him lightly sob into my shoulder.

I brought myself back to reality and brought my arms up and patted his back, he was hunched over in an awkward position which I'm sure wasn't comfortable. I am a tall girl and stand at 5'11 but he was still fairly taller than me.

I am an awkward person as it is, but when it comes to comforting people I am pretty much only able to tap them on the shoulder with a broom while saying "there, there" that is my extent of comforting people. I never know what to say or do because I don't want to make things worse, and I especially don't know what to do if someone starts crying. I don't do tears.

I especially didn't think I would have a god crying on my shoulder, the same god who kidnapped me and killed 80 people in two days, the same god who killed Coulson and asked me to be his queen, was now sobbing into my shoulder hugging me tightly.