abstractborders | A Quiet Place Meme

Honestly Loki didn't even remember Thor returning. Wasn't aware of his brother picking him up and carrying him into the bedroom. Didn't realize he'd left to get supplies. Everything was just sort of silent static that felt like a sort of strange dream.

The shaking is what actually gets a response from him, a faint, faint noise of protest escaping Loki as he tries to get away from Thor though he really doesn't go all that far. He just wants to sleep. Why can't he sleep?

Blood caked the right side of his face, the cut on the side of his head narrowly missing his temple though his ear had caught most of the blow. Loki's eyes opened as Thor continued to shake him but they were glazed, hardly seeing and he stared up at the ceiling for a long moment before turning his head slightly.

"Th.." When his brain's not firing on all cylinders, mistakes will be made. Sign language? What's that?

Thor was thankful where the cut was. Loki's ear was certainly going to look terrible for a while but it was better than the temple being crushed in. The first thing to do was get it cleaned up and see if it would need stitches but Loki was waking up.

His hand closes over Loki's mouth quickly, his head shaking. No talking, not after how hard they'd worked to get those creatures away from here. Loki had almost died in the process and there was no way he would be going anywhere right now.

He lifts his hand slowly so he could gently tilt his brother's head. It would definitely need stitches. It may at least help Loki stay awake.

The hand over his mouth stops anything else he might have said from escaping, Loki taking the cue for what it was. It doesn't stop him from lifting a hand to grip his brother's in a slightly weak hold, though, a questioning--confused look on his face.

What was going on? What happened? Everything was a blur..

His hand falls to rest on his chest and Loki can't help but wince as his head is lifted, breath hitching despite his best efforts to stay quiet. That stung. A lot.

What he managed to sign with his other hand, eyes still a bit hazy.

Hit in head.

Thor signed it in short quick signs. He was obviously very tense. This was the type of injury that should require an actual doctor's care but Thor was far from one. At most he just knew basic medic practice He needed to hope Loki's skull wasn't cracked or that his brain was going to swell.

What would he do if Loki's brain did swell? What could he possibly do? He would probably be stuck watching his brother die. It wasn't something he was interested in. So he focused on cleaning the wound with as gentle a touch as he could do so he could begin stitching it. He used very light pressure to check for any cracked bone.

Lucky for them, Loki's skull wasn't cracked. Bruised, yes. And the cut was deep but he'd managed to come out of it without any severe damage. It was just going to take some time for him to be steady on his feet again.

As Thor cleans the wound the younger man flinches a bit, turning his head away from prodding fingers with a faint noise of protest.

Danger? he signed, tensing as he asked and looking blearily around the room. He was starting to remember bits and pieces and there had been two creatures--where were they now?

Thor made a shush face but he didn't try to cover Loki's mouth again. He doubted such a soft noise would draw attention. There weren't any sounds from outside either. They were safe, for now, though wouldn't be able to travel for some time due to this wound.

Not now. Safe.

He made a walking motion with his fingers and waved his hand off in the direction the creatures had gone. They had left, but still might be in the area. Still better to stay cautious.

Which would make sewing this wound up a tense few minutes.

Loki frowned slightly but nodded after taking a moment to process the information Thor was conveying, managing not to utter a sound in the meantime. They had to be careful. The beasts could still be around.

There was something else though. Even in his current state he could tell that Thor was far more tense for the sole reason to be a couple of monsters about.

How bad? He motioned weakly to his head, already knowing the answer but he just wanted confirmation. Loki was already tensing a bit in preparation for what he had a feeling was coming.

This wasn't going to end well.

Thor didn't respond right away, staying focused on the wound. He saw the question, indicating that he did with a small flick of his eyes towards Loki's moving hands. But he didn't want to answer right away. He only answered after the wound was stitched well enough together.

Bad cut. Concussion. Can't leave.

He wouldn't let Loki try to make this journey while injured. Not with a head injury. It wasn't safe. They still needed to watch if there were any brain swelling.

As much as he wanted to press for answers Loki didn't, closing his eyes as he felt Thor start to work and gods was it hard not to cry out from the initial burst of pain. His body tensed and he almost jerked away, managing not to as his brother stitched the wound shut, Loki biting down on his hand to keep from crying out and to keep from biting through his tongue.

He saw Thor's response and nodded weakly as he let his hand slip from his mouth, his entire body trembling from the restraint it took not to react.

It took a moment but he managed to settle down, lifting his hands after a moment. Sleep?

Thor felt for Loki through the process. He knew how painful it could be. He wished it didn't have to be painful but he had nothing really to use. He would have to find some painkillers that would be appropriate for him. The headache would surely be terrible. Unfortunately Thor couldn't leave just yet to try and find any additional medication.

Not yet. Need to be sure.

If Loki fell asleep and Thor couldn't get him to wake up... No, he didn't want to imagine losing Loki this soon after finding him.

let's talk a little..?

Loki gave his brother a distraught look but he knew it was for the best. If he fell asleep and didn't wake up...

About? he managed to sign, shifting and attempting to prop himself up a bit though he stopped as soon as he started, his head swimming. Oh that wasn't pleasant. He closed his eyes and choked back a soft sound, his entire body protesting the action as he instinctively lifted a hand to touch his head.

Loki would be able to sleep soon enough. IT would feel like forever but once Thor was comfortable with Loki sleeping he would be more than happy to let his brother sleep for as long as he wanted. He just wanted to be sure that he would wake up from it.

Thor shifts to carefully help Loki prop up, moving so he could rest against his chest. He set his arms down on either side of Loki so he could sign in return around his brother where he could see.

Job. City life. Friends.

Of course, it was all gone down but it was something to talk about.

Resting back against his brother, Loki sighed softly, the barest of breaths escaping him as he just sort of let his body sag against Thor's. His limbs felt like lead now and gods did he just want to go to sleep for the next several hours but he couldn't. He had to stay awake.

You would hate the city. Too busy. Too secluded. No one has time. he signed, eyes lidded as he tipped his head slightly to rest it against his brother's. Didn't have many friends but a couple that I was close to. No idea if they made it.

Amora. Sigyn. William. Theodore.

He had no idea what had happened to any of them.

Job was terrible but paid the bills.

Thor adjusted a little so Loki would be most comfortable as he watches his brother sign about the life he had been living. He regretted not staying in better contact. He should have called more. Wrote letters and emails. He tried but always seemed to just miss Loki with the phone calls or would get pulled away too soon.

Mine did not.

His friends were military though. They were there at the front lines. It was to be expected. Thor was lucky to have gotten away with his life.

You liked city though?

They had both grown up in the same place but they were so different. Thor had no doubt he would have hated living in the city. He was tired of it with just the few days he visited the city.

They were both at fault for not staying in contact, Loki more than Thor. At least there had been reasons that Thor had been unable to stay in touch. Loki had simply tried to distance himself on purpose.

I'm sorry.

After he signs it he reaches out to grasp one of Thor's hands and give it a light squeeze, still feeling too weak for anything more than that. His hand slips away when Thor asks another question and Loki shrugs.

It was alright. Kept me busy. Distracted.

Thor nods, reaching to take both of Loki's hands in his own. He squeezes them as he draws his arms around his brother. He didn't fault Loki for not keeping in contact. It was understandable. Loki's relationship with their father was a weak one and you couldn't communicate with their mother without inevitably running into him.

And Thor was still close with both their parents. Loki not wanting to talk to him as much made sense. It held risks that conversations would eventually make it back to their parents.

Being the adopted son had to be difficult. Thor being born only a short time before Loki's arrival was rough. Frigga hadn't been able to conceive for so long that they chose adoption and she refused to just leave the baby they'd met behind. So.. Loki joined them. And as much as their father tried he was never quite as successful at making feel Loki actually part of the family.

Thor was too young to notice then was unable to repair the damage by time he was old enough to realize what was going on. He felt foolish.

At least now he could make sure Loki was safe.

Don't have to go to home.

Loki was grateful for the embrace both for the comfort aspect of it and simply because it helped to ground him a bit more in the moment. His head was still swimming and having Thor hug him like he was gave him a chance to close his eyes and just take a breath, allowing the ache in his head to dull somewhat.

As much as he had lashed out at his brother over the years he had never truly hated Thor. All his the feelings he had of not being good enough, of never being a good son stemmed solely from their father and how he had treated them growing up. The favoritism had been obvious, even to a young child, and it had made it's mark on Loki early on.

Need to check on mother. Need to know she's alright.

He finally responds after a long moment of nothing, having opened his eyes when he felt Thor let go of his hands and he'd simply stared down for a few minutes afterwards.

But their mother was the one thing that kept him hanging on, outside of Thor. Plus he'd promised to go back with his brother.

Thor wanted to impress upon Loki that he didn't want to force his brother into going if he ultimately wasn't comfortable. He knew that their father was hard to deal with. The man was stern and difficult to love at times. Their mother, Frigga had done her best to convince Loki that while Odin was hard on him it was out of love. She was more patient with all the rebellion and pranks but Odin struggled.

Perhaps things could be reconciled. It would be nice, to have their father look at them both with affection and not solely expectation and frustration respectively.

Will find her. Father would keep safe.

It would be a shock if Odin were still there but not Frigga. He undoubtedly would die for their mother and that was something that showed he was capable of far more love than he liked to show.

No rush.

Know he will. Cares about her.

About her and Thor. That's how it had always been and at least Loki could take comfort in knowing that their father would always look after the two people that Loki himself cared most about.

Might need extra day or two. Don't want to delay too long. They know we're here.

He didn't want to put Thor in danger.

Cares about you too

Thor's sign was clear but there wasn't a lot of emphasis on it. He knew it was an old argument that would never gain traction. Odin had missed the window to show proof of that some time ago. The two of them having a bond was simply not to be.

Will be careful. Injury bad.

It would be safer in the long run if Loki were as healthy as possible. The injury would already slow them down. Better to be slowed down somewhere safe than during travel.

Loki didn't bother to respond. There was no point. He didn't believe that and would never believe it but he also knew how stubborn Thor was; how adamant the other could be.

Better to just let it rest.

Will heal.

At least he wasn't dead. Loki shivered at the thought and closed his eyes as he reached for one of Thor's hands to grip it tightly.

Thor knew that Loki would let it drop. IT was an old argument. Perhaps some day he would believe but it was fine that he didn't. The bridge had been burned. Just the fact that Loki had agreed to return to their homestead was enough.

He pulled his hands back to hold Loki's tightly. Both knees drew up to frame his brother's lithe frame between them. He lets go only to pull a blanket up over Loki so he could settle in easier.

He would let his brother sleep for now, planning to wake him after some time passed to make sure he was still with him. Otherwise, Loki could rest.

Outside of times that Thor woke him to check on him, Loki would sleep for almost ten hours. His body needed a chance to recover from the shock of everything and frankly he was just exhausted from overexertion. Combine that with the fact that he felt safe, despite everything that had happened, he was content to rest and allow his brother to watch over him.

Though he'd no doubt feel horrible later.

When he finally did rouse it was slow going, Loki clinging to sleep as tightly as he could but his brain demanded that he get up and start being active again. He uncurled from where he had settled, wincing faintly as his head ached briefly from the movements but compared to what the pain had been? This was a dream.

Thor chose to wait it out. He didn't move even when he felt a need to. Loki was sleeping so soundly that he wasn't willing to abandon him for a more uncomfortable position on the floor. He could sleep along with him, or listen to the quiet world outside.

He was just glad Loki woke when he roused him. That his brother still breathed and was safe. It would have hurt far too much to have come this far, to have seen and touched Loki only to have him ripped away.

Loki waking roused Thor as well, who lifted his head sluggishly. He pinches his eyes and blinks hard before looking around. Everything was still in good order it seemed and Loki was waking on his own. He rubs his own legs to see if he could get a bit of proper feeling back in them before attempting to help Loki stand.

He hadn't meant to wake up his brother but it was probably inevitable that it happened. Thor had been in watch-dog mode all night and it was rather endearing in a way. He needed rest as well, though, and Loki couldn't help but look concerned at the way the other rubbed his legs before standing.

Alright? he signed then took Thor's hands to get himself to his feet. Once upright the world spun briefly and Loki bit back a sound, closing his eyes and falling forward against his brother to steady himself.

Give him a moment. Just a moment...

A couple deep breaths later and Loki slowly eased himself upright, eyes opening as he gave Thor a nod.

Sorry. I'm okay.

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