You had been there several months now as an addition to the team, but mostly to keep an eye on Loki. After everything that had happened on Asgard Loki had been banished. The Asgardians had demanded his death, but his brother, Thor, had offered the God of mischief mercy, sending him back to earth to serve the very people he had so desperately tried to kill when he first arrived on earth.
When you had first learned of the real reason for your promotion you had been furious. Fury knew as well as anyone else what Loki had done to you. You could still hear his voice in your head sometimes, ordering you to kill innocent people. You had been under his spell, just like Clint, and there had been nothing you could do about it. You had been in the wrong plac
Just as the credits started to roll signalling the end of the film there came a loud shriek from upstairs as you yelled,
“What did you do this time?” Steve sighed, Tony smiled,
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said innocently. Nat rolled her eyes,
“Did you look at her personal files?” She asked,
“No, I can’t find anything on her for some reason,”
“So you did look then?”
“Guys!” Steve interrupted before Tony and Nat could get into a fight, “shouldn’t we do something about (Y/n)?”
“Nah, she’ll be fine,” Tony replied, “we should leave her to it,”
“Why? Because she sounds like she’s going to kill you?” Nat as
The room changed. At least the air did. You could feel him now, his heavy presence permeating the darkness. A warm hand pressed into your back, soothing your aching body for a moment. You laid still among your bedsheets, waiting for him to crawl in after you. Loki still hovered over your being, looking concerned under a thick mask of arrogance.
"You called?" He tilted his head, rounding the room so he could face your tear filled eyes. "My love, who has hurt you?"
You tried to answer before choking back a sob, dissolving into a deeper sadness. Trying to say it aloud made the pain sharper.
"Tell me his name. Tell me so I can cut his mortal string short. I'll make him feel a pain much worse than yours." Loki spoke through gritted teeth.
"Don't." You whispered with a crack in your voice. "Could you, I, I just need you to hold me."
He finally got into the bed, his armor disappearing out of necessity. He