Flower Girl Part 5
Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Mute Nature oriented Reader
Warnings: Do pills count as a drug reference if you don’t abuse them??? This is mostly leading up to more…DRAMATIC stuff
A/n: If I end up messing up the part numbers, let me know plz and I’ll fix it lol. Also, I have so many ideas for this story I’m sure you guys will both love and…well, you’ll see ;-)
You had decided to name your snake Hissy, since that was an easy name for you to describe. He hadn’t left your room yet, you didn’t want him to end up getting Loki in trouble. You weren’t sure if he was allowed to use his magic in the Tower yet, so he was hidden within your crazy messy viney room you somehow were able to live in. Your bed was usually covered in leaves and flower petals from the plants around your room. It made your room like a dream or something from an online aesthetic. You were just lucky no one was allergic to your plants.
Thor had taken Loki to show him his own room, so you had taken to your own room for a little bit, though you did feel suddenly left out by the brothers. You hadn’t seen Thor happier now that his brother was good enough to be free by Tony and Steve’s standards, so you thought you’d let them have a bit of time to themselves. It was nice to see Loki finally being accepted as someone other than the monster and villain they all perceived him to be. That made you very happy.
You knew he’d eventually want to know why you couldn’t speak, how you were able to manipulate nature around you, but you weren’t sure if you could or if you were ready to share it. The Avengers had your file, you never had to tell them anything about you. They probably knew things about you that you didn’t even know.
Hissy wound his way around your calf as you sat on your bed, his head resting daintily on your knee. It was now when you started noticing things about him. His eyes were black with flecks of green in them, his scales had speckles of gold over the green, and his belly was a pale yellow color. He was honestly very cute, you hadn’t known that a snake could be so cute and such a nice companion. It was like Loki, in a way.
Picking up your journal, you flip to a blank page, past your lists of flowers and what you knew they meant, to a half-sketch of the Avengers you had started before Loki had come into your life. You had Steve and Tony finished, you still had to draw Nat’s face in, and start working on the figures of the rest of the team. You had a small space in front of Steve where you were going to put yourself in, though now you were beginning to rethink where you were going to be.
You skipped the drawing for now, turning to a blank page, and started sketching Hissy. He seemed to still as you looked him over to get him right, adding his little tongue flicking out. You smiled to yourself as you thought about Loki, though it faded as you remembered the first time you heard of him.
“Tony, all I am asking is you give him a chance,” Thor had said, following Tony around like a child.
“If this is about you bringing your brother here, forget it. None of us have forgotten what he’s done to this world.”
“Or to us,” Clint had butted in with his two cents.
“He is not evil, I promise you.”
Tony had turned on the Asguardian god. “What is he then? Because, to us, he’s evil.”
You watched Thor search for the right words in his head, finally settling on, “He’s sick.”
Tony turned on him quicker than you had ever seen him turn on anyone, not even Steve. Well, at that point you hadn’t. “No, listen to me. Sick implies that once upon a time, he was healthy, that he can get better. He’s a monster-always has been, always will be based on what we’ve seen and heard-and nothing can change that. Especially not your attempts on ‘humanizing’ him here with false hopes. You can cut off his horns, but that doesn’t make the devil less dark.”
You shook your head, wanting to shake that memory away. You hated that that was your first impression of him now that you knew he could be good. You had proved Tony Stark wrong. That made you happier. Maybe that was why Thor had also been happier, that you had proved that he was right about Loki. That his brother wasn’t truly evil.
“Hey, Sunflower,” Steve said, knocking against the side of your open door. “Mind if I come in?”
You shook your head, patting the bed across from you as you move your body and Hissy so he could sit. He carefully walked past your vines and flowers and sat across from you, searching for what to say.
“Okay, so…I know that you and Loki have been spending time together and that’s perfectly fine,” he quickly added as he saw you sigh and look put out. “I just want you to know that you should be careful. He’s called the God of Lies for a reason, but I don’t doubt that you’ve changed him. He’s…actually civil to us now, which is crazy because it wasn’t long ago when he was trying to kill or enslave us. What I’m trying to say is…” he put his hand on your head to ruffle your hair. “I’m proud of you, Y/n. You’re amazing.”
You cheeks flared pink as you smiled widely, lunging forward to hug him tightly. He had said he was proud of you before, but you were always happy to hear it. You always worked so hard to fit in, to prove that you did belong and that you weren’t a mistake. That they didn’t waste their time with you.
He chuckled as his hands rested between your shoulder blades and behind your head carefully, knowing how sensitive you were. “Alright, well…I’m gonna leave you be now, I know you need to relax from things. Oh, but don’t forget to take the medicine Bruce gave you.”
You nodded slightly, looking to your bedside table where there were several pill bottles were. All but three were filled with dirt and small flowers were sprouting from them. One was to help you sleep at night, one was an anxiety depressor, and the last one was one Bruce had made. It suppressed your powers when you had an anxiety attack and your powers would go crazy. Sometimes your powers also just went haywire whenever your negative emotions got too out of control or if it decided to try to control you. They didn’t know entirely about what the experiments had done to you, but every now and then you’d have a problem. It scared them the first time it happened, but Bruce had been quick to act. He hadn’t always liked his mutation, he’d been trying to keep it from showing up as much, so he already had a prototype of the pills you now had that he gave you. Luckily, it worked.
Steve kissed your head gently before walking out of your room. Hissy peered up at you, his tongue flicking out as he smelled/tasted the air. You patted his head with your finger before reaching for your pills and water glass.
Loki waved his hand, cutting off his connection to see through Hissy’s eyes. He didn’t want to stoop to this level of lies and spy on you, but no one would tell him anything about you. He felt horrible, invading your privacy like that, but he never looked in on you when you were changing. He wasn’t willing to ruin your trust in him that easily.
Why did you need pills? Was something wrong with you that you needed pills to control your actions or feelings? That couldn’t feel good. He knew you couldn’t tell him anything, you weren’t able to, and there was no way he would be able to get a hold of your file to know himself. None of the Avengers trusted him enough to tell him your secrets either, not even Thor. They loved you too much to risk you with him. There was something wrong that was killing him because he didn’t know. He knew about the Avengers and their pasts, but not you. He didn’t want to dive into your head to access memories, he didn’t want to hurt you.
You were too sweet, too kind, to not have something terrible in your past. He knew that much. Pills were another hint. Obviously you were either sick or had to suppress something. He didn’t really understand your plant powers either. That could be what the pills were for.
He wouldn’t ask you. He couldn’t. That’d be prying. Although, what he was just doing was also considered prying, though it didn’t dredge up awful memories for you. That’s what he wanted to avoid. If he could just gather enough information to make an assumption about you, even a guess would help ease his mind just a little about you. What about you was driving him crazy? Was it the fact that you happened to be the first person on this miserable world that showed him any kindness like he was a person? Or was it possibly the fact that you couldn’t talk but were so expressive that it felt like you’d start talking at any moment?
There were so many questions flying through his head about you, but there were no answers he could find.
How could one small Midguardian girl drive him, a god, so infernally crazy?
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