"I can't breathe.." ---- False hopes, false smiles, false mirths... Loki learned to use facades since he was but a mere child. He knew his father's disapproving gazes. He knew the whispers amongst the servants. He knew his brother's neglecience. He knew his mother's painful watch. Loki hid his feelings well. Beneath playful banters, mischiefs, and rebellions.. Loki knew things he wasn't supposed to know. And so. He can't breathe.