|| One Shots || Loki Laufeyson

I'm here

"Panic attacks?" Loki repeated after you. You looked away and nodded.
"First, there was this nightmare, but when I came to Earth, it gets worse and worse. Now I barely even sleep." You whispered like you were ashamed of this. This was one of that sleepless nights when you finally felt calm, peaceful... until you fall asleep.
"And those attacks...how do they work?" He asked curiously gazing at you, but you didn't answer immediately. After a few minutes, you sighed heavily, trying to not to shake while talking.
"It's starting... I think during the nightmare. I woke up, shaking, I'm scared, terrified and I can't control it. It's just like I were about to die in any seconds. I want to cry, scream, I feel like someone's torturing me... I see this... this man... monster with horns... he's going to kill my father... and everyone.... everything is in ruin... like an a-apocalypse..." Suddenly, you started speaking faster, and louder, more and more anxiously as you felt this horrible feeling growing inside you again. "I-I can't think straight, In m-mind i have a-a c-completly chaos, I-I..."
You felt tears in your eyes, that you can't control. Oh no. Fuck. It's starting. What an irony. Every single memory was back. You saw those terrifying scenes from these nightmares, you felt like everything was real.
"(Y/N)?" Loki came closer. "Are you okay?"
His voice was deep and soft, but when he suddenly touched your arm you jumped and screamed out of fear.
"N-no... don't... don't..." you sobbed trying to calm down, and breathe, but everything was going worse, from second to second. You can't properly breath, tears are weeping out of your eyes, feeling that you can die at any moment, everything was back once again.
Loki stood still, looking at you as scared as you, not sure what should he do. He never saw anyone in such a condition... except himself. He remembered what he felt, he remembered all those nightmares.
"(Y/N)? Is it okay if I touch you?" He asked softly, wants to make sure that he won't hurt you. When you nodded, he came closer, and hugged you very gently, like you were a fragile doll, who could break in any moment. You tried not to jump out of his soft grip.
"It's going to be fine... It's alright. It was just a nightmare." He whispered. His voice was so deep, tender, his arms were so warm, but nothing of this wasn't working.
"Shh... Shhhh... It will be fine, my dear. Listen to my heartbeat, darling, focus on it." He toughens his grip, as you placed your head in his shoulder, and let yourself sob and cry into his shirt.
"T-talk... Talk t-to me, L-Loki..." you sobbed desperately. "An-nyth-thing, p-please..."
"(Y/N), I'm here. You're not alone..." when he started to whisper your name over an over again with his deep, soft voice, cradling you tenderly, panic seems to slowly disappear. But it wasn't enough.
He started to sing. Quietly, softly. He was singing a calm, sand song, but you couldn't understand a word. Maybe it was asgardian language? But whatever it was, this was it. His soft, melodic voice was bringing calm, peace. You didn't know how long you were standing there, cradling, sobbing and singing.
But back then you felt like something happened. Something deep between you two. Between your relationship.

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So hello There!
It's my very first fic in English so pls don't judge, I'm doing my best 😭