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Wounded ~L~

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I woke up, memories fuzzy and vision hazy. I tried sitting up but I felt a sharp pain shoot through my body, stemming from my stomach. I looked down to see bloodied bandages. I blinked, adjusting my eyes to my surroundings. Suddenly I remembered, we were in the middle of a fight. "I have to get back out there." I mumbled to myself, trying to sit up once more, only to fail and fall onto my back. I heard the door open and in rushed Loki a worried expression on his face. I looked up to him as he looked at me. His worried expression melted into a relieved one as he rushed over to me. "You're alright." He cooed as he knelt next to the cot I was laying on. "I came as soon as the battle was over.." He mumbled, studying my wounds. Over? How long have I been out. "L-Loki.. Is everyone alright?" He looked at me, a softness in his eyes. "Yes, nobody seriously injured, don't worry darling." he reassured me. I sighed in relief.

"What even happened?" I asked, my mind foggy. "Well, an army of aliens known as the "Qhill" attacked, trying to steal S.H.E.I.L.D weapons for research. Of course we were called to the scene and you and I were separated from the others by an explosion. Some shrapnel hit you in the stomach and you hit your head pretty hard on a wall. You were lucky my oaf of a brother came to the rescue you or you could have died..." Loki explained, the memories flooding back to me. I saw the "Qhill" they were ugly looking creatures with light purplish grey skin and small pointy teeth. I shuddered at the thought of them and looked at Loki, who was still checking my wounds. "Loki, I'm fine..." I muttered, slightly embarrassed at how he was babying me. He looked up at me and frowned. "No you're not, the shrapnel is still in your abdomen, You'll have to with go surgery." As Loki spoke I could hear the worry in is voice. Is he worried about me?

My cheeks flushed red and I looked at the ceiling. "Yes I'm worried about you." Loki muttered, coming closer and removing the bandages on my head. "Again with the mind reading." I huffed, slightly annoyed. "You know how I feel about it..." I mumbled, looking to the side. "Sorry, darling. Sometimes I cant help but wonder what you're thinking." Loki placed his hand on my cheek and gently turned my head as he spoke. I looked into his eyes and felt my cheeks flush. I've never noticed how beautiful his eyes are.

Both Loki and I noticed we were staring and broke the contact. Loki cleared his throat and continued to dress my wounds. The blush on my cheeks crawled down my neck and my heart beat became faster. I need to say something.. I tried speaking, but choked on my words. "H-How did the eh battle go?" I stuttered. Loki just chuckled and stood up, grabbing some fresh bandages. "It went alright, besides you getting injured." He answered. He came back over and started wrapping my head. I winced when he came in contact with the cut on the side of my head. "Sorry.." He apologized.

"Who knew the god of mischief would care about a mortal like me." I joked. Loki stopped what he was doing and turned my face towards him. "I do care about you. Believe it or not, I was very worried about you as my brother took you back to the tower. I was quite jealous it wasn't I who took you." Loki spoke sincerely. I blushed and gave him a small smile. "And for the record, you are my favorite mortal." His words made me blush. I was his favorite? "Is that so?" I asked. "I thought you saw mortals as a waste of time." I teased.

Loki looked me in the eyes and gave me a sincere smile. "You are the farthest from a waste of my time, my dear." He answered, his eyes sparkling. I blushed once more and pushed thoughts of kissing him to the back of my head. Although it was no use. I knew he had already read them. "I was very worried about you. I was almost injured myself." He spoke softly, a light blush on his pale cheeks.

I blushed at the thought of him possibly feeling the same about me. I looked into his eyes and saw some pain hidden beneath. My eyebrows furrowed and i set my hand on his cheek. "Loki... It wasn't your fault.." I reassured, knowing that's what he was thinking about. "Now you're the one reading my thoughts." Loki chuckled, cupping the hand on his cheek. He looked into my eyes. He leaned in and our lips were centimeters apart. I moved my head up a bit, closing the gap between us and capturing his lips in mine.

he licked my bottom lips,asking for entry, but I denied it. He groped my breast, making me gasp. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth and explore my mouth. our tongues moved around each other in an intimate dance. And soon the door to the infirmary opened. Loki pulled away from me with a smirk and continued to bandage my head, pretending that nothing had happened. I, on the other hand, was blushing like a little girl. I moved to look at who had entered and it was Thor. "Oh, Brother. I wasn't aware you were tending to Lady Y/n's wounds. I was just coming to check on lady Y/n and see how she was doing, but it looks like she is doing just fine. Tony asked me to tell you that your operation will be later today." Thor boomed, making my head ache. I winced at the pain and Thor apologized and left. I looked at Loki and Laughed, earning a chuckle and a kiss on my forehead.

He finished tending to my wounds and got up. "I'll be in the room with you for your procedure. if you need me call me. I'm right next door. Now get some rest, my love." Loki grabbed my hand and kissed it. I smiled at his gentlemanly manner as he exited the room.

~I transferred all of my Loki chapters from my marvel imagines, over to this one... Sooo be ready for a couple more updates in the next few days.~

~Max~