Twisted in Ties (Loki x OC)

Izetta's POV

It was peaceful outside. Everything was dark, but I could still see. I could faintly hear the sounds of the city far down below. I could hear the cars and some birds that occasionally flew by. I could hear very faint sirens and even fainter sounds of music. Sometimes I felt like I imagined some of the sounds that went on in the city, but it didn't really matter. 

I had my window open that night. I liked the cool air on occasion. I admit I loved being a cuddle bug too. Soft blankets and pillows were the best, but some nights it felt good to get a soft breeze or even a bit of mist if it was raining just by slightly cracking my window open. The sounds and the breeze could be relaxing. 

That wasn't how it felt this time. It just felt like extra noise and the wind was stirring up the air. I liked the coolness, but then I didn't at the same time. The warmth wasn't much better. I was just overall uncomfortable.

I was in my room. It was late. Even in the city, the vast majority of people were asleep. I had my music playing softly, but I couldn't get any rest. I had been back at my own place for a week now. It had started to feel more like home, but it still was kind of odd. Everything was better, for sure, but it still didn't feel...right. I don't even really know how to explain it. I just couldn't get this weird, bothersome feeling out of my body.

I was in my human form, staring up at the ceiling of my bed. I sighed heavily. I didn't know what to do. I just felt restless. I got up and closed the window, wondering if that would help. After laying there again for another half hour, I came to the conclusion that it didn't. 

I tried laying with and without blankets. I changed my outfit once and then changed back. I tried more pillows, I tried fewer pillows, and I tried no pillows, but that one was just me getting desperate. I took a drink out of my water bottle, wondering if I was just dehydrated and not really noticing it. That didn't do anything either. At this point, I was running out of options. 

I tried thinking of random things. I hoped that I would just eventually fall asleep. Of course, as I'm assuming you can guess by this point, that didn't work. However, it did make my mind wander. My head started to wander without me even realizing it. And if I did realize it, I don't know if I actually wanted to stop it for a moment. However, the minute I began to think of him, I forced it away. My body got increasingly disturbed almost immediately. I groaned, frustrated. This is stupid.

I summoned Silk and he happily popped out and nuzzled my cheek. I smiled a little, petting the small glowing snake. I really did love him. He was so sweet. I still didn't understand why Loki had given him to me, but I didn't want to think about Loki. Every time I did, the painful hole in my heart would just start hurting more, if that wasn't already obvious. 

"Silk, do you think there's something wrong with me? I can't sleep." He wrote the word 'no' in the air. "Well, I'm thankful for your support," I chuckled. He nuzzled me again. I sighed. "I'm just not even tired. I don't know what to do. Any ideas, buddy?" 

He floated away from me and I followed him out I followed him into the lower part of my room where all of my other things were. My bed was a couple of steps up on a small platform. There was a clearing just below it and I had all the rest of my stuff placed around my room such as my desk, a reading chair, a bookshelf, and so on. My closet was a walk-in, though.

Anyway, he paused, floating in the air over the little clearing area. I walked over and he began to fly around me, performing tricks and illuminating the darkroom. I was confused until he wrote another word in the air.

"Dance?" I smiled. I scanned the small clearing first, checking to make sure we had enough room, but we had more than enough. I looked back up at Silk as he waited for my answer.