Warnings:
Kidnapping
Captivity
Watching Sleeping Person
Pet Names
Fever
Delirious
Crying
Begging
Non-Consensual Touch (Non-Sexual)
Hallucination
Abuse Mention
Manhandling
Pain
Forced to Kneel
It/Its Used in a Dehumanizing Way
Suicidal Ideation
Hair Grabbing
Mind Control
Nightmare
Lima SyndromeLoki's POV
Day Nine
March 12, 2021"Sh, it's alright, darling, I'm right here." Loki holds [Y/N]'s hand as she shudders and murmurs in her sleep. It is midnight, and her fever hasn't gotten much better. He's stayed at her bedside all night, worried her fever will get worse. He's done everything he could. Is there a spell that could help? If she weren't Inhuman, yes. The small amount of Kree genetics Inhumans have counteracts the spells used to cure viruses. Thus far, a spell has not been found that works with both human and Kree genetics, and Loki isn't going to experiment on his dearest unless it's his only choice.
[Y/N]'s eyes slowly flutter open. With his other hand, Loki cups her face, gently rubbing her temple. "[Y/N], are you feeling any better?" he asks softly. She's probably very disoriented still. She might not remember that she's ill, or even that I took her. Maybe she'll be confused, maybe she'll be scared, or experience any other emotion. She could be more talkative, or not talk at all. Who knows?
[Y/N]'s eyes slowly focus on Loki. Once they do, she looks at him in terror, tears starting to form. Her chest rises and falls rapidly. Loki gently squeezes her hand, hoping to comfort her. "Dearest, I'm right here. I'll protect you. You still have a fever, but I am doing everything I can to help you."
[Y/N]'s lips quiver as a few tears dash across her face, which Loki softly wipes away. But the tears don't stop. They flood out as she shivers under the blankets. For a few minutes, [Y/N] doesn't say anything and only cries. Loki does his best to comfort her, but none of his attempts hit true. After those few minutes, [Y/N] speaks up.
"I, I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry, please, I'm, I'm sorry," she sobs.
Loki gives her a confused look. "Dearest, whatever could you be sorry for?"
"I'll, I'll be good, I, I promise, please, I pr-promise."
"Darling, can you tell me what you're apologizing for?" What in the name of the Nine Realms could she be apologizing for? Have I somehow made her feel like she did something wrong? And what does she mean, promising to be good?
[Y/N] cries harder. "Please! I'll be good, I swear, please don't, don't, don't...." She doesn't finish her sentence due to her increased sobs.
"Don't what? What do you not want me to do, dearest?" Loki asks as softly as he can, worried he'll only scare her.
"Please, please, please, don-don't hurt my, my friends, please, I'll be good, I'll, I'll do everything you want, please. If, if you need to, hurt, hurt me instead."
Loki feels as if a brick was just slammed into his face. What did I do to lead her to the assumption that I would hurt her friends if she doesn't do what I want? And what is she apologizing for? What does she think I want her to do? She hasn't done anything that could be considered wrong!
"I'm not going to hurt your friends, and I'm not going to hurt you, [Y/N], no matter what you do." He hopes this will comfort her, but she gets very pale.
"You, you won't hurt them? So, so, you will kill them?" she asks in terror.
"No. I will not harm your friends or you in any way, and nothing you do can change that." He gently traces the side of her face and squeezes her hand. "I just want you to be safe."

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Captive
FanfictionYou are the Blaze, newest member of the Avengers. Loki comes back to Earth, and gets what he wants: you. With magic keeping you from using your powers and Asgardian ropes binding you to a chair, Loki has you in his grasp. Loki treats you with a surp...