I awoke to the sounds of audible moans and soft cries...
Sitting up, I listened for a moment, praying that the Sanctum wasn't haunted.
Then I realized what was the source.
It was coming from Loki's room.
Getting up and wrapping one of the blankets around myself, I walked into his room, stopping by his bed. Upon observation, asides from the uneasy sounds he was making, he had a look of deep concern on his face.
Loki was having a nightmare.
Could this be the handiwork of Doctor Strange?
I dismissed the thought as soon as I had it. Even I couldn't imagine the Master of Mystic Arts being so cruel as to do this to my friend.
Besides, Loki already had enough of his own demons in which to contend.
Although I wanted to wake Loki up and tell him everything was okay, I knew that unless he was hurting himself in some capacity, he would eventually come out of it naturally. In addition, because I was aware of his deftness at defending himself, I dared not touch him.
Feeling helpless, I soon found myself pulling up the chair that was in the room closer to the bed, then curled up in it. I had a notion that being in closer proximity might alleviate his nightmare that much faster.
"It's okay, Loki," I whispered, "I'm here."
Closing my eyes, I attempted to will happy thoughts to him. Then I fell asleep...
Slowly I awakened to the morning sun brightly shining through the window. I stretched and yawned, then took a look at my companion. He was still asleep.
Spotting my smartphone and earbud cord on the nightstand, I picked them up and quietly walked back to my room. Locating a power outlet, I took my charger cable from my jacket pocket, connected it to my smartphone then plugged in the adapter. I noticed the battery was at 57% power.
I decided to get refreshed and dressed. By the time I was done, my smartphone was fully charged.
Following that, I made my way back into Loki's room.
He looked so innocent and very relaxed. I smiled, considering the thought that whatever he felt with his radar regarding myself, he had resolved I was not a threat, so he could continue his slumber.
With such a visage, I couldn't help but lean forward - and lightly kissed his forehead. As I moved back, I noticed a small smile appear on his lips. His eyes opened sleepily.
"Mmm, that felt nice," Loki said in a sleepy voice.
"I didn't mean to wake you..." I started to say.
"It's okay," he said, "and... I'm still here." He reached out his hand to grasp mine, "thank you."
"No thanks are necessary," I said, taking his hand then kneeling by his bedside. Giving him a warm smile, I added, "and I'm glad you still are." I looked at him carefully, "do you want to still sleep? I was thinking of finding a place for us to go for breakfast."
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My Friend Loki: Strange Magic
FanfictionAuthors Note: If you like stories about friendships/interactions between humans and extraterrestrials/aliens who deal with the human adventure (e.g. TV shows like "Mork & Mindy," "My Favorite Martian," "3rd Rock from the Sun," and even "Perfect Stra...