A Whole Bunch of Loki's

I'll Think About It - Anorexic Reader

(Warning: This story involves anorexia, please be precautious when reading.)

"I can't believe it, you of all people!"

Loki sighed faintly and closed his eyes, taking another deep breath.

He had seen this coming and was prepared for it, but that never made reality any easier.

"You said you loved me how I am!"

"And I do," he replied calmly.

"Then why are you doing this to me?"

"Because I worry about you," he frowned and stepped towards you, placing his hands on the top of your arms and carefully leading you to sit down beside him on the nearest seat.

"There is nothing to worry about, Loki."

"Yes, there is and you are going to hate me for saying these things to begin with but once you take the next steps you'll see that it was the right thing."

You felt tears welling up in your eyes and your throat tightened, you shook your head and took a shaky breath in.

"I'm fine, I don't need it."

"You aren't," he replied softly, "you were but then you slipped back into it, I don't know what triggered this again but you were doing so well."

"Don't make me do this," you whispered, shaking your head.

"I'm not, I can't make you do anything, I just don't want to see you wasting in front of me again."

You looked at him through blurry eyes, the look of concern on his face pulling at you harshly and forcing a sob out of you.

You brought your hands up to your face to cover it, Loki noticed how badly they were shaking but he couldn't tell if it was from the emotions running through you or from malnutrition.

He reached his hand out and began to soothingly stroke your hair, the wiry strands feeling course and brittle beneath his fingers.

His eyes scanned over you and he felt a familiar sorrow building up in him, seeing the bones that had previously been better hidden beginning to protrude again causing him to worry.

Loki had waited a short while before deciding that he needed to say something, he had hoped that it was a phase that you had slipped into again but realised soon on that you were back in your downward spiral.

The lying returned, you'd consistently tell him you'd eaten more than you had and he'd noticed your picking at meals.

Part of him had been tempted to hide the scales in the kitchen, he'd read online about how it was common for them to be used as a way to control food portions, but in the end he'd decided that perhaps that would lead to an explosion of emotion that would only make things worse in the long term.

It was when the over exercising kicked in again that he felt the need to step in before it went too far once again.

He'd supported you once and he was willing to do it all over again.

"I love you and I will be here for every step you need for as long as it takes and given my life span that's a large promise."

You couldn't help but laugh a little as he chuckled ever so quietly, as if he was scared that it would ruin the affect of what he was aiming for.

"You promise you'll be there?" You finally asked, wiping at your eyes.

"Of course, just like last time."

You nodded slowly and stared at him, wallowing in the look of love and determination he held just for you.

It wasn't enough to spur things forward immediately, you still believed that you were fine, if not still pushing for a goal you'd set yourself, but Loki wasn't the type to intervene unless he had real concerns.

"I'll think about it," you mumbled, having to look away.

"That is all I can ask right now."