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He inspected his brother closely, what had him so transfixed of him he didn’t know, but he didn’t pay much attention to it, his brother was for him and him only.
Most other Asgardians Told him to grow up, after what his brother did, after finding out what he really was, he was the only one left still caring for him, so why couldn’t he just accept that they were in fact NOT brothers? Thor shrugged it off usually, but at times he almost felt they were right, after all Loki was a Jotun... a frost giant.
Slowly he approached his sleepy brother in the small glass cage; it looked similar to the one the avengers used, except this one was wielded with magic, keeping him securely locked in. From the looks of it, his fatigue from being controlled by Thanos hadn’t left his body at all, he looked so weary and weak, his eyes all sunken in and bloodshot, from lack of sleep he imagined. “Loki” he spoke quietly as to not startle his raven haired brother, “I’ve come to visit you brother”. Slowly it seemed Loki caught on to being spoken to, it was rare that anyone spoke to him Thor assumed, not father nor their mother cared for him anymore and neither did any of the others in Asgard. “I wish to speak with you” he said smiling vaguely. Loki rose slowly from his seat on a cold stone block which incidentally was his bed, nothing soft there at all, not even a pillow, guess that’s why he’s so tired Thor thought to himself, sighing sadly. Loki came over to the glass looking out on him with hatred clearly visible in his eyes, “And what mockery, may I ask. Is it you intend on speaking of?” Thor shook his head, softly placing his hand on the glass wall between them, “Brother I wish only to keep you company, it hurts me seeing you so broken!” Loki spat at the wall and turned back to his seat, “Go back to YOUR family, the ones that love YOU. Leave the miserable Frost giant alone!” he looked up at Thor with cold dead eyes, no emotion shown in his once sparkling green eyes.
Thor smashed his hand to the glass startling his younger companion, “Don’t you dare look down upon yourself Loki! I care not as to where you’re from, you’re my brother and I’m here for you as long as you’re willing to seek my presence!” Loki laughed loud and mockingly “Look at me you giant oaf, I’m a monster… not your brother! Never was, never will be!” using his magic Loki showed Thor his real self, a scarred blue Jotun, with the markings of the same, piercing red eyes glaring back at him. “I only see a scared child hiding under others mockery, using it to get pity!” Thor murmured sadly “I never did understand your use of illusions” once again he shook his head, looking Loki over with a sad smile “I see my brother standing there scared of ever being betrayed with love again”. Loki threw an empty cup on the wall, right in Thors face, yelling out “JUST LEAVE ME!!” Stepping back a few meters Thor looked Loki over, he loved him like he’d never loved anyone else, but for some reason Loki refused to believe him. He sighed smiling politely to Loki,”You’re my brother, no matter where you’re from… I love you” He then proceeded to kneel before him, “I will never try to fix you, you are the one you were meant to be. Someday you’ll show me what you really want and as long as you’re here I won’t care what that thing is” He smiled briefly, but looking at Lokis face his smile faded into nothing. He looked Thor over with such sadness that it killed him a little inside.
“Why don’t you admit it Thor? You’re leaving like the others” Loki smirked mischievously, though it was only another illusion for Thor to see. And he took the bait, Thor ran out the door, trying to hide his tears from his loved brother. Loki sighed sitting back down on his bed, “You’ll be back… as always, seeking forgiveness for nothing, handing me your heart to cut yet again” laying down he blew out his breath “all the same” he whispered within that breath of air.
For months this silly ‘game’ had been going. Thor coming to visit, trying to convince Loki he meant something, trying to let him know he was loved, and although he didn’t show, he appreciated it. Thor would come back every once in awhile, and Loki would accept the company, taking Thor for who he was, but only for as long as Thor took him for everything he was. Which rarely happened, and each time Thor forgot that Loki was in fact not like him, he would make him leave, pressuring him with guilt or other such emotions, until he could no longer take it, and left. It was a game Loki despised playing, but he would do it all again, cause nothing would ever change, it was all the same.

The hours were slow for him, he felt as if the world had stopped turning, had stopped running for him solely. He didn’t know how long he would have to wait until he would see him again, and it pained him, Loki missed his so called brother deeply, as he was indeed the only one who cared, but at least he did. Loki wasn’t at all sure he would ever see Thor again, he might have gone too far for the last time, he was certain he hadn’t waited this long before, waited for Thor to come back once again handing over his heart, begging Loki to forgive him for whatever he had done to earn his hatred.
As much as he didn’t keep time, he knew it had been several days since Thors visit, over a week for sure, he sighed deeply, turning his back to the glass wall with the entrance. “He’s not coming back… you’ve done it.. Gotten everyone to despise you” he murmured through sobs. It had been too long he was certain Thor had left him like all others.
Breathing in deeply he smiled weakly, he could still smell him, his essence. Thank gods that he had had the skill and the will to breath in Thor while he had the chance, it was all he had left of him now, what he would turn to if he hadn’t had Thor with him, he didn’t know, but hopefully he wouldn’t find out of that soon.
“I don’t mind.. As long as you’re here…” He looked at the glass wall in front of him, picturing Thor there “I don’t care… you complete me”.
Shaking himself up he hit the glass wall, right where he imagined Thors heart to be, softly at first, somehow trying to convince himself that he would actually be there, not as a pained memory only imprinted in his mind, but in his actual physical form. As he soon realized, it was not going to happen, Thor was not there, and probably wouldn’t be ever again, Loki smashed his fists full force into the glass, his fingers cracking loudly, implying that they broke, but he kept going, tears staining his face and clothes.
Blood stained the glass Lokis hands and arms, when he finally stopped, the pain being unbearable for him, “YOU’LL BE BACK!” he roared, shaking violently, in anger and agony, “You will miss me… soon enough… you will…” his cries of loneliness echoed in the cell, his sanity drained almost completely. Thor would be back, he had to, Loki knew he would die without him.
“You’ll be back, and I’ll forgive you for hurting me so…” it was a mere whisper escaping Lokis lips, but Thor heard. He had watched Loki lose to his insanity, as he sadly always did, even after playing it so cool, as if he was not touched by it, by the slightest. He went over to the cell silently, opening a passage through the glass so he could comfort Loki. Never did it change, Loki did this time and time again after Thors visits, and Thor would come back holding his brother tightly, showing him the safety and comfort that he truly deserved. As he did now, taking the small fragile frame of his brother into his strong arms, cradling him and rocking softly back and forth to console him, “Oh brother… I’ll have you just the way you are… never changing a thing” Thor sighed, lightly pecking the corner of his brothers mouth. If there was a thing Thor knew, it was that this was exactly what Loki wanted and needed, to be accepted for what he was, not what he was born as. “I guess it’ll always be the same old fight between us brother” Thor whispered, “All the same...”

Loki woke up on the hard stone block that was his bed, his eyes stinging from dried up tears, drying them off he looked around, only to find himself alone yet again. In all honesty Loki couldn’t seem to find out if this was wrong or right, Thor came over so often when he broke down, but yet it seemed he never really did, it seemed as if it was only his vivid imagination that let him think Thor was really with him, maybe, just maybe Thor never came back after Lokis first outburst of hate, maybe it was all just his own colorful imagination, why else would he always wake up alone? In that case, what would it matter, it would neither be wrong nor right to love Thor, if Thor never really were with him then it wouldn’t be neither black nor white, bad or good… Closing his eyes he sighed, what did it all matter? With his eyes closed it was all the same, everything felt real, but it might not be, everything happening could be all but a dream.
In all of his life the compromises he had had to agree on, if he just closed his eyes, they were all the same. Give in, agree on letting Thor be the stronger one, stop himself from trying to get as good as his ‘brother’, give up his ‘parents’ love just so Thor could be the golden child… all in all it was all the same, his life would never change, it would always be about Thor, his whole world wrapped around Thor, and when he closed his eyes now he could finally see, it was all the same, he was always the weak link, he needed Thors strong protecting arms, he needed Thor and vice versa, cause if not for the God of mischief, there would be no golden god of thunder. No good can prevail if it has no evil.

Thor came back the next night, opening the door he just looked at Loki, “Come on... you’re free” he said smiling sweetly at his beloved brother. Loki looked at him in mock joy, “Oh how funny you are… ‘Brother’ ” the last was so filled with sarcasm that it made them both squirm, Thor however snapped out of it quickly, “Look… I know you’ll leave… I’m okay with that, I’ll miss you, but I’ll always be right here waiting for you to return!” Lokis eyes went wide in realization, Thor really knew him “’Cause you’re coming back, that I know” Thor grabbed his hand softly pulling him out in a hug, Loki clinging to him without second thought on showing that kind of emotions, for now, it was all good it was only Thor and him, and they had finally reached a point of understanding. Finally it was all the same between them, the longing, the love, the perceptive.

And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same…………

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He inspected his brother closely, what had him so transfixed of him he didn’t know, but he didn’t pay much attention to it, his brother was for him and him only.
Most other Asgardians Told him to grow up, after what his brother did, after finding out what he really was, he was the only one left still caring for him, so why couldn’t he just accept that they were in fact NOT brothers? Thor shrugged it off usually, but at times he almost felt they were right, after all Loki was a Jotun... a frost giant.
Slowly he approached his sleepy brother in the small glass cage; it looked similar to the one the avengers used, except this one was wielded with magic, keeping him securely locked in. From the looks of it, his fatigue from being controlled by Thanos hadn’t left his body at all, he looked so weary and weak, his eyes all sunken in and bloodshot, from lack of sleep he imagined. “Loki” he spoke quietly as to not startle his raven haired brother, “I’ve come to visit you brother”. Slowly it seemed Loki caught on to being spoken to, it was rare that anyone spoke to him Thor assumed, not father nor their mother cared for him anymore and neither did any of the others in Asgard. “I wish to speak with you” he said smiling vaguely. Loki rose slowly from his seat on a cold stone block which incidentally was his bed, nothing soft there at all, not even a pillow, guess that’s why he’s so tired Thor thought to himself, sighing sadly. Loki came over to the glass looking out on him with hatred clearly visible in his eyes, “And what mockery, may I ask. Is it you intend on speaking of?” Thor shook his head, softly placing his hand on the glass wall between them, “Brother I wish only to keep you company, it hurts me seeing you so broken!” Loki spat at the wall and turned back to his seat, “Go back to YOUR family, the ones that love YOU. Leave the miserable Frost giant alone!” he looked up at Thor with cold dead eyes, no emotion shown in his once sparkling green eyes.
Thor smashed his hand to the glass startling his younger companion, “Don’t you dare look down upon yourself Loki! I care not as to where you’re from, you’re my brother and I’m here for you as long as you’re willing to seek my presence!” Loki laughed loud and mockingly “Look at me you giant oaf, I’m a monster… not your brother! Never was, never will be!” using his magic Loki showed Thor his real self, a scarred blue Jotun, with the markings of the same, piercing red eyes glaring back at him. “I only see a scared child hiding under others mockery, using it to get pity!” Thor murmured sadly “I never did understand your use of illusions” once again he shook his head, looking Loki over with a sad smile “I see my brother standing there scared of ever being betrayed with love again”. Loki threw an empty cup on the wall, right in Thors face, yelling out “JUST LEAVE ME!!” Stepping back a few meters Thor looked Loki over, he loved him like he’d never loved anyone else, but for some reason Loki refused to believe him. He sighed smiling politely to Loki,”You’re my brother, no matter where you’re from… I love you” He then proceeded to kneel before him, “I will never try to fix you, you are the one you were meant to be. Someday you’ll show me what you really want and as long as you’re here I won’t care what that thing is” He smiled briefly, but looking at Lokis face his smile faded into nothing. He looked Thor over with such sadness that it killed him a little inside.
“Why don’t you admit it Thor? You’re leaving like the others” Loki smirked mischievously, though it was only another illusion for Thor to see. And he took the bait, Thor ran out the door, trying to hide his tears from his loved brother. Loki sighed sitting back down on his bed, “You’ll be back… as always, seeking forgiveness for nothing, handing me your heart to cut yet again” laying down he blew out his breath “all the same” he whispered within that breath of air.
For months this silly ‘game’ had been going. Thor coming to visit, trying to convince Loki he meant something, trying to let him know he was loved, and although he didn’t show, he appreciated it. Thor would come back every once in awhile, and Loki would accept the company, taking Thor for who he was, but only for as long as Thor took him for everything he was. Which rarely happened, and each time Thor forgot that Loki was in fact not like him, he would make him leave, pressuring him with guilt or other such emotions, until he could no longer take it, and left. It was a game Loki despised playing, but he would do it all again, cause nothing would ever change, it was all the same.

The hours were slow for him, he felt as if the world had stopped turning, had stopped running for him solely. He didn’t know how long he would have to wait until he would see him again, and it pained him, Loki missed his so called brother deeply, as he was indeed the only one who cared, but at least he did. Loki wasn’t at all sure he would ever see Thor again, he might have gone too far for the last time, he was certain he hadn’t waited this long before, waited for Thor to come back once again handing over his heart, begging Loki to forgive him for whatever he had done to earn his hatred.
As much as he didn’t keep time, he knew it had been several days since Thors visit, over a week for sure, he sighed deeply, turning his back to the glass wall with the entrance. “He’s not coming back… you’ve done it.. Gotten everyone to despise you” he murmured through sobs. It had been too long he was certain Thor had left him like all others.
Breathing in deeply he smiled weakly, he could still smell him, his essence. Thank gods that he had had the skill and the will to breath in Thor while he had the chance, it was all he had left of him now, what he would turn to if he hadn’t had Thor with him, he didn’t know, but hopefully he wouldn’t find out of that soon.
“I don’t mind.. As long as you’re here…” He looked at the glass wall in front of him, picturing Thor there “I don’t care… you complete me”.
Shaking himself up he hit the glass wall, right where he imagined Thors heart to be, softly at first, somehow trying to convince himself that he would actually be there, not as a pained memory only imprinted in his mind, but in his actual physical form. As he soon realized, it was not going to happen, Thor was not there, and probably wouldn’t be ever again, Loki smashed his fists full force into the glass, his fingers cracking loudly, implying that they broke, but he kept going, tears staining his face and clothes.
Blood stained the glass Lokis hands and arms, when he finally stopped, the pain being unbearable for him, “YOU’LL BE BACK!” he roared, shaking violently, in anger and agony, “You will miss me… soon enough… you will…” his cries of loneliness echoed in the cell, his sanity drained almost completely. Thor would be back, he had to, Loki knew he would die without him.
“You’ll be back, and I’ll forgive you for hurting me so…” it was a mere whisper escaping Lokis lips, but Thor heard. He had watched Loki lose to his insanity, as he sadly always did, even after playing it so cool, as if he was not touched by it, by the slightest. He went over to the cell silently, opening a passage through the glass so he could comfort Loki. Never did it change, Loki did this time and time again after Thors visits, and Thor would come back holding his brother tightly, showing him the safety and comfort that he truly deserved. As he did now, taking the small fragile frame of his brother into his strong arms, cradling him and rocking softly back and forth to console him, “Oh brother… I’ll have you just the way you are… never changing a thing” Thor sighed, lightly pecking the corner of his brothers mouth. If there was a thing Thor knew, it was that this was exactly what Loki wanted and needed, to be accepted for what he was, not what he was born as. “I guess it’ll always be the same old fight between us brother” Thor whispered, “All the same...”

Loki woke up on the hard stone block that was his bed, his eyes stinging from dried up tears, drying them off he looked around, only to find himself alone yet again. In all honesty Loki couldn’t seem to find out if this was wrong or right, Thor came over so often when he broke down, but yet it seemed he never really did, it seemed as if it was only his vivid imagination that let him think Thor was really with him, maybe, just maybe Thor never came back after Lokis first outburst of hate, maybe it was all just his own colorful imagination, why else would he always wake up alone? In that case, what would it matter, it would neither be wrong nor right to love Thor, if Thor never really were with him then it wouldn’t be neither black nor white, bad or good… Closing his eyes he sighed, what did it all matter? With his eyes closed it was all the same, everything felt real, but it might not be, everything happening could be all but a dream.
In all of his life the compromises he had had to agree on, if he just closed his eyes, they were all the same. Give in, agree on letting Thor be the stronger one, stop himself from trying to get as good as his ‘brother’, give up his ‘parents’ love just so Thor could be the golden child… all in all it was all the same, his life would never change, it would always be about Thor, his whole world wrapped around Thor, and when he closed his eyes now he could finally see, it was all the same, he was always the weak link, he needed Thors strong protecting arms, he needed Thor and vice versa, cause if not for the God of mischief, there would be no golden god of thunder. No good can prevail if it has no evil.

Thor came back the next night, opening the door he just looked at Loki, “Come on... you’re free” he said smiling sweetly at his beloved brother. Loki looked at him in mock joy, “Oh how funny you are… ‘Brother’ ” the last was so filled with sarcasm that it made them both squirm, Thor however snapped out of it quickly, “Look… I know you’ll leave… I’m okay with that, I’ll miss you, but I’ll always be right here waiting for you to return!” Lokis eyes went wide in realization, Thor really knew him “’Cause you’re coming back, that I know” Thor grabbed his hand softly pulling him out in a hug, Loki clinging to him without second thought on showing that kind of emotions, for now, it was all good it was only Thor and him, and they had finally reached a point of understanding. Finally it was all the same between them, the longing, the love, the perceptive.

And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same…………