"L-Loki?" I ask. He pulls me towards him and slams me back into the wall. Damn he has a tight grip, I felt like my hips would cave!
"What did you two do last night?" Loki asks in a growl. What's wrong with him!?
"Nothing, it's a bruise," I tell him.
"Even if it was, WHY WERE YOU IN HIS ARMS?!" he yells. I widen my eyes at his loud voice.
"I.... I don't know I swear," I say. He bends down, his mouth right to my ear.
"No man will lay a hand on you. Got that? No one! Or you'll be dealing with me," He whispers, his grip on my waist slowly going to my hips. Oh god why was his whisper such a turn on. Don't moan (y/n), don't moan!!!
"You got that?!" He asks again, his face millimeters from me. I give the tiniest nod and he lets me go. What.the.fuck.was.that.
"Now let's go," he says as he stands in the middle of the mat, fists up. Wha-how? HOW WAS HE SO CASUAL?!
"I th-thought we were just Uh controlling my powers," I stutter.
"No use having powers if you can't fight," Loki replies. I nod and get in stance; maybe I could surprise him here. Pros of being a sister to a high clearance agent is that you get free training.
Before I even know we started, Loki starts throwing punches. I quickly dodge them and try to find an opening to counterattack. When I notice that he throws a weaker punch I dodge that and uppercut him, hard. I don't think he expected that I'd be so quick so he takes the punch and falls back.
I widen my eyes and quickly get in top of him, grabbing his face and inspecting the upcoming bruise.
"Oh shit are you ok?" I ask.
"Rule number one, don't let your guard down," he says and quickly flips us over. Before I can defend, he pins my hands above me.
"I win," he mumbles, his face near me. Perfect just perfect. At first he practically claims me, and now it's just two people on top of each other panting, absolutely perfect.
His eyes quickly glance down to my lips and back up to my eyes.
"I hope you know I have no intention of kissing you," I tell him, repeating what he had told me. His eyes open a bit in surprise but he quickly masks it, getting off me as well.
"You already have," he smirks. He gets off me with his back towards me. I smirk at what I'm about to do and wheel kick him. He falls to the ground and I get up, dusting my hands.
"I win," I say 'innocently.' Loki frowns and gets up.
"Since you can fight let's just focus on your powers," Loki says as he sits down. I nod and sit down in front of him.
"Wait your handcuffs!" I say in shock.
"I cannot have them on whilst training you. Do not worry I swear it upon you I won't bring any harm," he promises. I nod and smile.
"Before we can start, we will have to do something you will be uncomfortable with," Loki says.
"It can't be that bad," I shrug.
"(Y/n) I'll need to enter your thoughts, forage your memories to understand you," Loki tells me.
"No," I simply say. I won't let him.
"I have to," He tells me. I could tell he was getting annoyed.
"I haven't let anyone really know me aside from Ni-Nico. Kristen doesn't even know my real past. You think I'll let you? Work with what you have," I tell him.
"This isn't an option (y/n)! If you don't let me understand you, you will die!" He yells.
"THEN LET ME!...what's so great about about my life anyways?" I ask, tears brimming my eyes.
"You have to (y/n)!" He grits.
"And why is that?" I ask.
"Because I...I can't let you die," he tells me in a low voice. I scoff and begin to get up. If that's part of the training then to hell with it.
"Ok fine let's try something different," he sighs. I sit back down and wait for him to continue.
"Give me your hands," he says. What was he doing?
"Don't question me and just do it," Loki tells me with stern eyes. Did I say that out loud? Nonetheless, I give him my hands. He takes a hold of them and looks me straight in the eyes.
"Wh-what's happening?" I wince at the pain in my head. It was like a stabbing feeling. The pain begins to increase and I try to get out Loki's tight grip but fail.
"Relax," he soothes. I take deep breaths and try to. Suddenly everything is black and I see a flashback of my life. That fucking liar! I try to rip my hands from his but his grip just keeps tightening.
"LET ME GO!" I scream as my vision returns to normal. Fortunately he listens. I wipe away the streaming tears with the back of my hand and get up to leave.
"(Y/n)," he says quietly as he comes in front of me and wraps me in a hug.
"Leave me alone," I cry and push him. He tightens his grip till my struggling stops. The pain I've felt in my life was basically all hitting me at once. Even though I couldn't see some parts of the flashback, I saw enough.
"Let it out love," he whispers. I sob and hug him back. Maybe just once I'll use him as my rock. Once again my black vision changes and I'm somewhere else. What was he showing me now?
As the memories go by I realize these were Loki's. I watch him play around with Thor, read, play pranks. But what sticks out to me the most is the amount of neglect he gets from this guy who I assume is his father. I see the hidden pain, the hidden screams, and the hidden cries for help he gives to no one.
When the memories stop I gasp and take a few steps back. Loki's looking down and I notice the tear and come out his eye.
"Loki..." I whisper.
"Wasn't always a gold platter now was it?" he asks, looking at me. This time I envelope him in a hug.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper. The God of Lies and Mischief was just the God of misunderstood pain...
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My head hurts so muchhh😭😭🤕🤕 I'm so sleep deprived but hey accept this chap that was posted at like 2 am😅😩❤️
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Loving Lies
FanfictionBoth have a past they don't like. She was tortured and he was neglected. But when the God of Mischief has to be held captive in her home she can't help be curious. She's one of the few who shows kindness to the misunderstood God; not caring that the...