imagine//loki

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I trailed the guard in the dungeons. He would need me. I knew him. The hushed voice ahead was quick and curt, and the guards footsteps passed me. I waited a second or two, then I stepped out from the pillar, looking into his cell.

From the outside, it seemed perfect. He lay on the loveseat and tossed a ball in the air nonchalantly, but I saw the magic at work, the so slight no one could have noticed green shimmer to the air, and I took out the key I had stolen, unlocking the side door without the imaginary god noticing. I stepped through, waving my hand and watching the shimmer disappate.

The furniture was astray, and Loki stood in the middle of the mess, breathing hard. He turned to me, hair starting to mess up from his hands tangled in it, and I saw a tear trace his cheek, which I had never seen from the immovable God of Mischief.

"Loki," I breathed, moving forward to him, but stopped by a vase,thrown at my feet. It shattered near my simple shoes, the gold metal slicing lines in the satin and the skin that was showing.

I looked up at him, my lips in a thin line. He stared back, chin quivering. And then every breakable thing simultaneously shattered, glass and metal flying everywhere. I stood still, letting the shards cut my face and arms. He stared. I stared. And then in a blink of an eye, I was in his arms, and I felt his tears on my dress. We slid to the floor, and I let myself cry as well, mourning with him.

"I told her she wasn't my mother." He choked, burying himself in my neck. I rubbed his lithe back with my fingers, trying to steady my breath for him. "I told her I didn't care."

"You felt cheated, Loki," I whispered in his ear, feeling my throat constrict. "Everyone does. You didn't know."

"I should never had said it, Y/N," He sobbed.

"No, you shouldn't have," I responded, hugging him tighter. "But it isn't your fault, my love."

"I can't-" He gasped, rocking forward and backwards with me, letting out keening wails instead of words.

"Breathe in, Loki," I whispered, kissing his temple. "Breathe me in. It will be okay; my love. It always is."