Escape pt. 1
“I think we can make it.”
Loki was still holding you against his chest, you didn’t know how long you two had been like that and you didn't care, it was comforting. Loki continued to speak.
“It is not too far. If those doors are not locked, I think are plan will work.”
You nodded slightly into his chest. Loki glanced down at you.
“Would you be willing to do it today, or would you rather wait?”
You slowly sat up, pulling yourself away from him. You brought your hands up to your face, wiping away the few tears that remained.
“I want to leave as soon as possible.”
Loki smirked at your response.
“Now that sounds like (Y/N).”
You gave a small laugh, beginning to feel like your old self. Loki went through the plan again adding in the addition of the path we would take. You listened intently, nodding along as he drew imaginary lines on the floor. You tried your best to focus on his words but something pulled in the back of your mind.
“-and once we get to the doors we will follow-“
“Did you know them?”
The words escaped your lips before you even registered the thought in your head. Loki stopped mid-sentence and looked up at you. You were just as stunned as him.
“What?”
There was a sense of irritation in his voice. You realized what you were asking, and rephrased the question.
“Sorry, it just popped into my head. But I need to know. You said you were from Asgard right?”
You gaze locked with his. You could see him trying to piece your words together, then something clicked. His gaze dropped and he turned away. You asked the question again.
“Those two people from my memory. They were Asgardian. Do you know them?”
“Yes.”
His response was short and quick as if he was ashamed. He kept his eyes on the ground.
“I see…”
You wanted to question him further but didn’t want to make him more uncomfortable than he already was.
“I didn’t know they had met these people before the attack, maybe it was less of a surprise attack then I thought.”
You didn’t quite catch what he said, you assumed he was mostly saying it to himself. He was fiddling with his hands again, you could tell he was contemplating something. You couldn’t stand the awkward air that fell between you two.
“Sorry for interrupting you. Let’s go over the plan one more time. The guard will be here soon.”
Loki paused before turning back to you and nodding.
“That is probably a good idea. I would hate for you to turn down a wrong corridor.”
A playful smile appeared on his face, you scoffed.
“I’m sorry but, who was the one who found the way out of here?”
You crossed your arms and puffed your chest, but couldn’t keep yourself from smiling.
“Ah, but who’s genius plan was it in the first place?”
Loki matched your stance a smirk on his face. He was right, without him you wouldn’t have dreamed of ever escaping this place. If we live, he's never going to let me live this down.
“We aren’t out of this place yet so don’t go getting a big head.”
You playfully poked his shoulder. Loki skillfully caught your hand pulling you slightly closer to him.
“I do not know what you are talking about.”
You both stayed like that for a moment before breaking away laughing.
“You’re so weird.”
“You are one to talk!”
You could barely hear the echoing footsteps over your laughter. You froze catching Loki’s gaze. You both fell silent. Loki gave you a quick nod before standing and moving into the shadows. You quickly dropped to the floor, laying on your stomach, your head facing the back of the cell. A soft green light blurred your vision before slowly disappearing to reveal Loki laying in a similar position in front of you. The footsteps grew closer, louder before coming to a stop. You closed your eyes and slowed your breathing as much as possible. You heard a soft gasp.
“What the hell!? Open cell 5!”
The hum of the lasers disappeared. Footsteps rushed into the cell. You felt someone kneel beside you, placing a two fingers on your neck. Time to get out of here.