Summary: After Loki invaded New York, he was severely injured and needs your help to safe his life.
Loki entered the hospital and chaos erupted. Everyone was scared, screaming and running for their lives. Only you and a few other doctors and nurses stayed to try and help the patients get out of the hospital. Every other doctor seem to have forgotten the oath they've take; to save people's lives. As you were trying to evacuate the last few patients Loki was standing in front of one of the doors.
"Nobody moves!" he demanded.
You signaled them to move slowly towards the other door. "What do you want?... Your highness" you asked politely knowing it works better.
"Ah, finally! Someone with manners. I SAID NOBODY MOVES!" he seemed to have noticed them and was ready to obliterate one of them.
You stood in front of the man "I'll do whatever you want. Just let them go... Please!" you begged..
He moved closer to you and pointed the scepter at you. "If you try to escape I will kill you" he said to you and let the others go.
You noticed his other hand was placed on his left rib and saw blood. You knew right away why he was here.
"Here, let me help you" you offered.
He looked at you in a confused way, a human offering to help him, even though he just threatened to kill you. "If you try anything else I'll-".
"You'll kill me, right. Got it" you told him.
There was a small smirk of his face. You were the first human who was not like the others. He liked that. You lead the way to the operation room and he followed you while pointing the scepter at your back.
"Lie down please" you motioned at the bed. He did what you asked but was still pointing the scepter at you. "can you please put the scepter down. I'm not gonna run away, I promise" you added.
He looked at you for a while before he put it aside. You your hands on his chest and he quickly pointed the scepter at you again "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Relax, I was trying to find a way to unzip your shirt or whatever that thing is. So if you please, can you take your shirt of?" you questioned."Aah. No I can not. I have a sore feeling in my rib" he explained.
"Alright. Then I apologize in advance. I'm gonna have to cut your shirt" you apologized.
You found a scalpel and were gonna start cutting his shirt. He stopped you and held your hand, examining the tool in your hand before letting you go. He was very nervous.
"I'm not gonna shove it in your heart or face if that's what you're worried about" he joked.
" I am not worried and you would not be able to do that" he was a bit annoyed.
"As you say...Your highness".
"There's something different about you. I don't know what it is, I just have this weird feeling. What's you name?"
"Y/n. Dr. y/n y/l/n. At your service. Well, not really but right now so.." you added.
"This is gonna hurt a bit. Don't kill me I'm trying to save your life not hurt you" you told him before starting to clean his wound and closing it.
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Avengers Imagines
FanfictionThis is a collection of The Avengers drabbles, imagines, one shots and headcanons that I wrote on Tumblr.