Aftershock

The small phrase that means a lot

Loki

I frowned as I was roused from my sleep. Something was wrong, well something felt wrong. I sat up in my bed, snapping my fingers so the lights turned on. I blinked a couple times to let my eyes adjust, before looking around bewildered, trying to figure out what was wrong.

I hummed, slipping out of my Midgard bed, even though I was in Asgard, I found it far more comfortable. I pursed my lips as I felt the cold concrete underneath my bare feet. A small chill spreading from where my pants hung on my v line to my bare neck. I shook it off and made my way to Perseus' room.

It wasn't too far from mine so I didn't see a sense in actually getting dressed... or putting on a shirt. Not that he'd mind I snorted to myself, he never did before. I shook my head amused, remembering all of his reactions. When I got to his door I had a small smile on my face, forgetting my earlier feelings.

Sighing contently, I pushed the door open gently. Immediately a foul smell hit my nose, forcing a sneeze out of me. I quickly assessed the whole room, taking in all the knowledge I could in case I needed to react fast. My eyes darted over from his empty bed to the lit bathroom.

I carefully made my way over to peek inside the bathroom. There was my Perseus slumped over the toilet in just his boxers and white t-shirt. He was in the process of regurgitating his dinner, his whole body shaking. A worried sound erupted from my mouth and concern took over my entire being as I rushed over to him.

"L—loki?" He gasped, looking up from the toilet,"What're you doing here?"

"Hush." I commanded him, rubbing his tense shoulders and guiding his head towards the bowl in case,"Finish and then we'll converse."

Oddly enough, he still felt well enough to roll his eyes as he turned and threw up again. I rubbed his back soothingly as he heaved. I took that moment to observe the rest of his body and the room. There were materials scattered on the floor which used to be on the counter by the door. I assume he blindly felt for the light switch, and in his rushed state he messed up his usually orderly bathroom.

Perseus' shower curtain was half ripped down and the inside of it was wet. That's when I noticed the uniform drip that came from the shower head. I carefully reached over my puking boyfriend and twisted the knob so the drip disappeared. When I returned to my original spot, my eyes traveled over Perseus' body.

My frown returned when I realized his entire body was drenched in water. One of the reasons it was trembling so violently. I cooed soothingly, wrapping him in a hug to warm him up. His white, now almost transparent shirt, cooled my torso even more as it settled against my skin, but I ignored it.

After several minutes of coughing and excess puking, Perseus turned tiredly towards me. I gently placed a kiss on his forehead, softly pushing his head in the direction I wanted. When I created a good distance between us, I wiped the tear streaks off his cheeks and supported his body back into his room.

Silently I undressed him, not in a sexual way, and brought him new clothes. He just took them helplessly before glancing at his unruly bed. I furrowed my eyes in confusion, approaching it. A new smell invaded my nostrils, this time not drawing a sneeze. My heart fell in sympathy as I glanced behind me at Perseus. He just looked at me miserably, his hands shaking and eyes gleaming with water.

I gave him a small smile, clapping my hands softly to summon my magic. New sheets appeared on his bed as well as covers. I took the clothes from his hand and gestured for him to raise his arms. Perseus did as I willed so I slipped the shirt over his head.

Before I could tap his legs to tell him to put on his boxers, he was already making his way to the bed. I chased after him, exasperated because this part wouldn't end well. Perseus collapsed on his bed dejectedly, pulling his pillow to his chest. I sighed, throwing the boxers onto the bed and sitting next to him.

"Want to tell me what happened?" I urged softly.

He rolled over facing me,"Its stupid."

I gave him a look,"Tell me, Perseus."

He sighed, flashing me a view of the gems embedded in his forearm,"Hel's been sending me dreams from Thanos. I've been experiencing my time with him and Tartarus, even the time in the desert with Tartarus. I don't know why, but Hel's been allowing him to do this. Tonight's was just a mix of the worst... and it was too much."

I just nodded, he hated sympathy,"What happened when you woke?"

Perseus kept his head down, picking up his boxers and slipping them on,"I tried to take a shower to... clean myself of my sort of memories, but it was all a blur. One second I was in the shower, the next I had fallen out and was throwing up in the toilet."

I nodded again slowly, opening my arms again to bring him into a comforting hug,"How long has this been going on?"

I felt him shrug against me,"About a week."

My eyes narrowed on their own, my body pulling away from him,"Why haven't you told me?"

He bit his lip,"They were supposed to go away, but I guess my power over the mind stone is weaker as I'm effected by the dreams. Hel's getting past my defenses."

I just sighed, giving him a soft kiss,"I'll take care of it, love."

"What're you going to do?" He asked me with a raised eyebrow,"I'll stop her once I manage to compose myself."

I placed my hand on his cheek, rubbing it soothingly,"She's my daughter. I can call in a favor for my Perseus."

Before he could protest, I put a finger to his lips. He just rolled his eyes again, opening his lips to accept my finger. My eyes zeroed in on his movements with his tongue and mouth as he made an obscure scene. He slowly leaned forward so his sea-green orbs were within my vision. They were entirely focused on my reaction, and I couldn't help the lick that my tongue did in response across my lips.

Perseus pulled away dramatically, his voice deep,"Did you know it was Thanksgiving in America?"

I shook my head, watching him like a hawk,"No I did not. I don't keep up with the Midgard holidays, that's your job."

He smirked at me, his entire demeanor changing. Perseus lunged forward, grabbing me around the neck to pull me into a heated kiss. I grinned into it, putting one hand on his lower back, and using the other to lower us onto his bed. He moaned as I skillfully invaded his mouth.

Perseus broke away again, breathlessly,"Can I show you how much you mean to me?"

I whispered hoarsely in his ear, making him shudder,"Only if you recreate our third year anniversary."

He turned tomato red in objection, but had a certain anatomy start contradicting his objection,"Everything's in my apartment in Manhattan."

I sighed disappointedly,"Shame, we'll just have to visit your apartment during Christmas."

He stuck his tongue out at me while also arching into my touch,"I thought you didn't keep with Midgard holidays."

I mock glared at him, suckling on his neck,"You've caught me, as long as we replicate our anniversary."

Perseus laughed heartily, his early emotion forgotten,"Well anyways, thank you, Loki. I love you."

I pulled back, giving him a sincere smile,"Thank you, Perseus. I love you too."

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11/24/17