“You’re very stupid, you know that?” “I can say the same-ow-thing to you, calling a-ow-god such an insult.” Loki tries to growl as you dab at the massive gashes all the way down his back. “If I’m talking to a god, then why did that god let an injury like this happen?” “Possibly because a certain stupid mortal was trying to get themselves killed.” Loki sneers at you, and you mutter a curse at him, dabbing especially hard, making him wince. “I told you that I would not stay behind and sit while you go out and fight, I don’t care what convoluted reasoning you had to tell me to stay behind, but you know as well as I do I don’t listen to your orders.” “Well you should, considering I was perfectly capable of handling the situation myself.” “Oh, were you?” You drop the towel, storming over to his front, and the sight of a slight smirk infuriates you even more. “If I hadn’t been out there, you would have been completely ambushed. You would have had no chance at fighting off 20 of Thanos’ soldiers, and you know that as well as I do. So you can shove your “capable situation handling” right where the sun doesn’t shine. Dress your own wounds.“ You grab the bandage from the side tables, throwing it as his chest, and turning on a heel you leave the room, going into your bedroom and sitting on the bed. Slowly, all the adrenaline of the battle and subsequent conversation faded away, until you were a ball in the middle of the bed, shaking and terrified. When Loki slowly came in, you couldn’t even look at him, trying to take deep breaths through the wave of tears that have settled in your throat. Sighing, he kneels in front of you, trying to get your attention, but you ignore him. With a grunt of pain and effort, he climbs onto the bed, unfolding you deftly and pulling you against him. Shivering, you cling onto him, and you feel him sag slightly. “I apologize for not making my intentions clearer about why I had wanted you to stay behind. I just…” You sense him hesitate, and you hug him tighter, “I could not see you hurt. If you had gotten hurt, I’m not sure what I would have done with myself.” Silence. “I don’t ever want to sense your pain, Y/N. I don’t know what I have done to deserve you, but I will not let you go so easily from my grasp.” You pull away from him to look into his face, and after a second of looking at each other, he takes the opportunity to lean forward slightly, kissing you deeply until he lets out a grunt and you pull away. “What did they do to you, that you’re in so much pain over it?” “I-I don’t know, but I just..can’t-” Loki falls limp against you, barely breathing. Looking at his back, you see purple veins branching out from the wounds. “Oh..fuck you Thanos.”
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