IMAGINE (Loki, Adam, Tom, Thomas Sharpe) one shot

Scar (Loki)

After that damn stupid mission, the incident, and the surgery. You knew everything will different from now on.

There was miracle that you survived after being shot right through the chest by unknown sniper on that day within a mission.

Little did you know, Loki was barely left the waiting room outside the surgery room. He was worried sick, if he could replaced you then he would do it in a heartbeat, he wished he was the one who got shot, he couldn't imagine losing you and living a life without you in it.

Loki barely eat and have been lack of sleep while you were in coma states for weeks.

Finally, after what seemed like eternity, you were conscious. Loki can't get enough thanking the heaven that you were alive.

However the traumatic incident left you a noticeable chest scars and mixed emotions.

The God of mischief itself still felt dogged by guilty feelings for failing to protect you. Although in fact it was not necessary. It was not his fault after all. It was fate.

In the hospital Loki took care of you and showering you full attention, making you felt like the luckiest woman to have him by your side and at the same time you felt guilty that you don't deserve him, you felt imperfect, he can choose any beautiful woman he wants if he desires.

How he will react if he saw your scar? What would he say? Would he change his mind and leave?

You were silently crying and frustrated. And your situation did not go unnoticed by the God.

"Love, are you alright?" Loki asked, obviously concerned. You kept on looking down, hiding your red eyes, avoiding his gaze that were on you at the moment examining was there something wrong with you.

"Are you in pain?" he asked carefully. Worried expression crossed his face. He thought of calling the medical staff to have a check because you didn't even look at him or answer his question.

"I'm fine, Loki." you eventually whispered before you looked away. Yet the prince seemed did not buy it.

It seemed that you were trying hard to act normal, but the God of lies knew that it was an act. You had been stupid to hide things from him. He could sense every single thing. He is a God.

In the hospital, the Avenger's team took turns visiting you, brought your favorite flowers, foods or books or whatever to occupy your mind.
They were always cheering you up and hoping you could rejoin the team soon. You thought about quitting the job but what else can you do. Fighting is your skill.

Ever since you returned from hospital, he noticed how quite and cold you were towards him.

Many thoughts run through your head like a tangled thread.

What you didn't know you were slowly torturing the God of Mischief's mind with your silent. You shouldn't done that to him, he the one who take care of you and worried for you all the time. He didn't deserve this. So you decided to talk.

"Loki do you have a moment, I believe we need to talk."

He was relief you are talking to him finally and curious of what are you going to bring to the surface.

"Of course I do have time for you, love. So tell me what's bothering your mind." he replied with his calm ass demeanour.

He set himself next to you on the couch. You blinked couple times and stared into his loving eyes that you first fell in love. His eyes were like an open book. You could see relief, joy, sadness, fear flashed through his eyes. He was waiting patiently for you to speak.

"Loki, I want to thank you for what you've done for me, caring for and looking after me."

He smiled lovingly at you. "You don't have to thank me, dear."

He took both your hands and kissed them. "You know how much I miss these soft and warm hands because when you were out your hands were always cold and it scares me you'll never wake up again." He knew he is completely has fallen in love with this mortal.

"Loki... After the surgery I'm no longer the same person."

He raised his eyebrows and parted his lips in the urge to speak but decided to let you to finish the line.

"I believe no one want to date a woman with this ugly scar on the chest. I don't want you to regret it later on."

"So if you change your mind I won't blame-"

He didn't let you finish your line this time, a soft lips were pressed on yours and it made you shocked at first but you felt relax later on.

Loki broke the kiss and gently rested his forehead against yours. Oh how he longed to feel your kiss. You noticed a single tears escaped from his eyes and you pulled back. The prince was crying.

"Do you think just because a scar can make me stop loving you. Is that how you think of me y/n?" he looked hurt.

"I'm sorry... I'm...I'm scared." you stuttered and tears streamed down your cheeks.

"I am afraid that one day you will regret and finally left." you sobs uncontrollably. The feelings you're holding back make your chest feel cramped. While holding your chest, you felt slightly pain from wound that hasn't completely dried up yet.

He looked at your eyes glinting with fear and anxiety. "Oh God Y/N, are you alright? I'm going to fetch a doctor."

"No... It- It's not necessary Loki... really I'm fine... " you said tried to convince Loki to make him stay. Even though he's worried eventually he stayed with you.

You felt melting when he placed his hand behind your head and cradled it, holding you and pressing you closer. You cling to him as if it was for your dear life and he hold onto you even tighter.

My precious mortal, She has gone through much suffering and I feel powerless because I can't help her.

After he thought you were more calm. He pulled back just to cup your cheeks with his both hands and wiped your tears away. He locked his eyes with yours.

"Listen to me, you are perfect in any ways and I want you to remember that. You are beautiful, strong, intelligent and kind woman that I ever met.
You were the only one who wasn’t afraid of me, who’ve welcomed me and listened to me. You believed in my heart. And will never ever leave you." You listened carefully to every word he said, paying attention to every detail of his perfect face.

"Loki..."

"Y/N, if there is someone who didn't deserve to be loved, it's me. I'm a frostgiant, I attacked New York and killed many innocent people, I'm a monster. No one wants to love a monster like me."

You shook your head, disagree. "Loki, you obviously not monster."

Loki continued to speak as he gently holding your hands. "These ten years with you really been the happiest of my life on Midgard and it's all because you refused to hold the past against me; instead giving me the chance to redeem myself. If I didn't meet you, I have no idea where do I end up now.............Y/N, I love you more than anything in the realms that exist."

Loki pulled you into his embrace, holding you as if you might vanish. You felt safe in his arms, you wished it could always be like this forever. You closed your eyes, all the doubts have disappeared. Forgetting the world outside, you could hear his heartbeat. It was pleasing, in that moment, it was the best sound in the world, the best feeling in the world.

"I love you Loki and I always will."

For a moment there, everything was perfectly. You were still with him safe and sound, he loves you and you love him, that's all that matters right now.

He and the ring in his pocket don't mind to wait a little longer until you recovered completely physically and emotionally. Although his heart pounding in his chest and his brain filled with thoughts of spending the rest of his life with you. He will wait until someday he could call you his wife.