"I've lost my mind. Please don't make me loose you too." He whispers, his hand reaching for yours. You smile a sad smile as fingers brush yours, you feel his skin for only a second before you dissolve into fragments of light. He sinks to the ground, head in his hands, sobbing. He calls your name and reaches out for you again but the only thing his fingers grasp are last bits of light. Darkness follows, a figure emerges and makes his way toward him. There is nothing more he can do. He waits for the sounds of gist on flesh, the feeling of defeat to settle in. But nothing comes.
You rush to his side, the darkness slowly receding as you throw your arms around him.
"Y/N?" He gasps surprised. You nod, tears in your eyes. "What happened? How are you here?" He asks, squeezing your hand for physical reassurance.
"I never left Loki, you were in dream like trance." You explain as you help him sit up.
"A trance? Like an illusion?"
"Yes, exactly but you'll be alright now. You're safe. The illusions been broken."
"How?"
"It seems that your heart isn't the black hole that we thought."
He looks at you quizically.
"You can only be brought back via strong emotions such as fear,"
"I feared I'd never see you again." He says softly, taking your hand. You smile and lower your eyes before looking back at him, "Fear and love are very strong emotions, when put together, they are a force to be reckoned with."
He smiles a small smile as silence ensues. People are rushing around the place but you take no notice, you feel like your trapped in time.
"I never told you that I loved you did I?" He asks, you shake your head, stopping only when his hand rests on your cheek, "Y/N, my heart is cold and hard, you've seen that, but never forget that you are the light of it. The diamond in the rough."
You're still blushing when he presses his lips to yours and you blush redder still when he draws back and looks into your eyes. Loki, you thought was a beautiful tragedy, and he was in love with you. How interesting life is.
