You Think You Know Me(Loki fanfic+boyxboy)

You Think You Know Me

Yo dudes and dudettes The great me (Caeda) has decided to create my own book so i hope y'all like it (did you see what i did huh,huh it was funny wasn't it, come on you know it was funny.)

And now to the story that im hoping will be amzeballs(always wanted to say that but never got the chance.)

There shall be swearing,not sure if theres gonna be any butt-sex nothing to detailed anyway.

And the avengers and Loki trying to take over the world thing doesn't happen in this.

I don't own any of the marvel characters blah blah blah etc etc

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Loki's POV

You think you know my story.....that you know everything about me.......well you're wrong!

You puny,pathetic Midgardians think you know the whole deal but you don't.You believe I was denounced as prince and was not allowed to rule Asgard because I was a Frost Giant..no they used that to cover up the real reason.

I am.....g..'gay' as you Midgardians would put it. I don't find any sexual interest in woman.Obviously my 'father'-no Odin he doesn't deserve the term-didn't like that.So I ran away after I told him,his disappointed look said so much that mere words couldn't.It took all of my being not to cry in front of him,I knew that I wouldn't have been able to see my mother and Thor's face if I told them,without completely breaking down,their disappointment would have been to much.

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Dank's POV

I feel ashamed of who I am.Why couldn't I have just pretended to be straight, my life would've been so much easier but now I know it wouldn't,I would've been bullied either way.

My STEP-father is a coward I found that out the hard way but then again I learned most things the hard way, that was just my life I guess. It was my first day of 2nd year by then I was always coming home with bruises covering every inch of my body including some on my face.I thought Claus(Clows)(step-father) might help to stop them so I asked him to walk me to the bus stop.

When the bullies stepped in front of us."Hiya Claus, do you mind going away we need a to talk to your son....alone,"is what they said.He knew what they were gonna do but he still walked away and didn't come back till they had finished with me."Are you okay?"he dared to ask.

I lay in my bed,silently wishing everyone had forgotten I existed.

"Dankmar!" obviously not. Dragging myself out of the covers and putting my feet on the cold,wooden floor.

"Dankmar!"

"I'm up!! And stop calling me by my full name!!!"

"No!" Pulling my school clothes on(btw this is based in scotland and unlike the rest of you lucky Americans etc we have to wear a stupid fucking uniform)

As I walked out of the door ready to start my long walk to school,when I heard giggling before I felt someone push me down the steps.

"Hi FAGGOT!"

"Really Marco,"I sighed and pushed myself up to my feet.I looked behind me to find step-sis(Ashley) and step-bro(Marco) laughing hysterically.They have no style whatsoever, I mean seriously pushing me down the stairs when no one was there.I am so glad I'm not actually related to them.

Finally getting to the bus stop,I just made it in time.In school it was a regular routine for me.Some form of abuse before first period.Then class,probably get tripped down the

stairs on my way to second period.You get the point...

Finally schools over for everyone else,me ha I got detention for being late to class.Joy to the whole fucking world eh.

Later on(after detention)....

"Claus!! I'm gonna go out!" I shouted before bolting out the door not waiting for an answer.Running to the meadow in the centre of the woods.

Finally reaching the edge of the meadow I noticed it was pitch black but there was no way I was going back to that house, so instead I walked around the meadow till I found the perfect place to lie down.

Watching the stars I felt a veil of peacefullness wash over me.I felt the pull of a deep sleep and could not refuse.....

Jolting awake I heard grumbles before I felt a pain on my side.Groaning I rolled over clutching what would most definately be a bruise I looked for the culprit.

"What in Odens name was that!"