Fic: Trust; Gen, Loki & Coulson
OMG I actually wrote something?!?!
I know there have been people desperately wanting updates for some of my other works, and I promise I have every intention of getting to them next month. It's just that I'm finally graduating college the end of April and I'm just overwhelmed with school right now. In fact, I have a million other things I should be doing now, but this popped into my head, pretty much whole sale (I love when that happens) and I had to take a minute to write it down so it would stop bugging me.
It's fairly short, less than 800 words and I have no idea where the inspiration for this came from but I think it's cute and I took the trouble to write it down so I might as well share it no? Hope you guys like it too. Enjoy!
Title: Trust
Fandom: The Avengers: Movie!Verse
Paring: Gen; Loki, Coulson and an OMC (Child)
Rating: PG-13 (for mentions of past tense, off screen child abuse)
Summary: Loki is trying to redeem himself, he gets a gift that strengthens his resolve to do so.
Disclaimer: Lies and Fabrications
WARNING: A brief mention of past tense, off screen child abuse!
Loki sits in the living room on the communal floor of the Avenger’s Tower. Across from him Coulson sits quietly reading the morning paper. One of the conditions for Loki being allowed to prove himself worthy of redemption and forgiveness was that he be supervised at all times. He wasn't allowed to partake in battles just yet and Coulson wasn't cleared for active duty while his shoulder was still healing, so more often than not Coulson was doing the supervising when Thor was needed elsewhere.
On the floor in front of the television, Coulson’s son sits quietly coloring. He’s two, maybe three and Loki can’t help but feel a small sense of something he doesn’t know the name of, but can only assume is relief whenever he thinks of how a centimeter to the right could have left the boy orphaned. Subjugating people to his rule was one thing, orphaning small children was never part of the game plan.
Unexpectedly, Loki feels a small tap on his knee and looks up from the book he was reading to see the toddler standing in front of him. He takes the piece of paper shoved at him and looks down at a multitude of scribbles that are probably supposed to hold meaning, but whatever it is Loki can’t decipher it.
When he looks up again the toddler is already walking away and Loki mutters a quiet “Thank You” before looking down at the picture again, completely dumbfounded by the whole situation.
Across from him, Coulson smirks behind his paper.
“He likes you.”
Loki looks back at the child, who has already started working on a new drawing, then to Coulson who has bent the top of his paper down so he can see Loki.
“Yes well, he hasn’t had the chance to properly get to know me yet.”
Coulson shrugs and goes back to his paper. Then after a pause says,
“You know he’s not my biological son?”
Loki didn’t but he supposes that makes sense. Coulson didn’t seem like the kind of person that would engage in random hookups and with no traces of a former Mrs. Coulson around it would have been slightly odd had he ever actually thought about it before. The boy, Jack, looked far too much like a miniature Coulson to not have some familiar relation though which probably meant,
“Your nephew?”
“Yes. Unfortunately, my sister’s boyfriend was abusing him, which is why I took him.”
Loki turns back to the toddler, shocked. As a recovering super villain, he’s done some pretty awful things in his life, but even he can’t imagine what purpose or joy anyone could find in causing physical harm to such a small child. Especially not one so well behaved, though, Loki figures that may go a long way in explaining why the child is so quiet and docile all the time.
He turns back to Coulson to find that he too was staring at his son, because there is no doubt to Loki that’s exactly what he is, with fondness. There is a parallel there, Loki is sure, but it’s one he doesn’t want to think about right now.
“He judges people very carefully before he lets them get too close. That’s a sign that he trusts you.”
Coulson nods to the picture Jack had handed Loki.
Loki examines the picture again. He wants to prove all of the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D and Asgard wrong about him. He wants to show them that he can do good and leave the villainy behind. He wants to rub it their faces when he succeeds and they have to eat all the neigh saying and doubts they’ve expressed about him. More than all of that though, he wants to prove a little boy right.
Loki doesn’t know how to express that to Coulson, or even if he really wants to just now, but he suspects Coulson already knows. He’s found in his short time here that Coulson has an uncanny knack for knowing what’s wrong with his assets and exactly what they need to feel better. It’s why he ended up the Avenger’s Super Nanny to begin with. Any lesser man would have crumbled by now.
Still, he feels like he should say something, express his gratitude for the picture, the acceptance both Coulson and his son so easily gave him after everything he’d done and for Coulson’s understanding, patience and kindness through all of this. When he looks back up to Coulson though, the only thing that seems important in that moment is,
“I suspect you’ve dealt with your sister’s boyfriend then?”
“Of course.”
Coulson smirks and goes back to reading his paper. Loki smirks as well and thinks of where he should hang his new picture and what sort of frame would befit such a masterpiece.
I know there have been people desperately wanting updates for some of my other works, and I promise I have every intention of getting to them next month. It's just that I'm finally graduating college the end of April and I'm just overwhelmed with school right now. In fact, I have a million other things I should be doing now, but this popped into my head, pretty much whole sale (I love when that happens) and I had to take a minute to write it down so it would stop bugging me.
It's fairly short, less than 800 words and I have no idea where the inspiration for this came from but I think it's cute and I took the trouble to write it down so I might as well share it no? Hope you guys like it too. Enjoy!
Title: Trust
Fandom: The Avengers: Movie!Verse
Paring: Gen; Loki, Coulson and an OMC (Child)
Rating: PG-13 (for mentions of past tense, off screen child abuse)
Summary: Loki is trying to redeem himself, he gets a gift that strengthens his resolve to do so.
Disclaimer: Lies and Fabrications
WARNING: A brief mention of past tense, off screen child abuse!
Loki sits in the living room on the communal floor of the Avenger’s Tower. Across from him Coulson sits quietly reading the morning paper. One of the conditions for Loki being allowed to prove himself worthy of redemption and forgiveness was that he be supervised at all times. He wasn't allowed to partake in battles just yet and Coulson wasn't cleared for active duty while his shoulder was still healing, so more often than not Coulson was doing the supervising when Thor was needed elsewhere.
On the floor in front of the television, Coulson’s son sits quietly coloring. He’s two, maybe three and Loki can’t help but feel a small sense of something he doesn’t know the name of, but can only assume is relief whenever he thinks of how a centimeter to the right could have left the boy orphaned. Subjugating people to his rule was one thing, orphaning small children was never part of the game plan.
Unexpectedly, Loki feels a small tap on his knee and looks up from the book he was reading to see the toddler standing in front of him. He takes the piece of paper shoved at him and looks down at a multitude of scribbles that are probably supposed to hold meaning, but whatever it is Loki can’t decipher it.
When he looks up again the toddler is already walking away and Loki mutters a quiet “Thank You” before looking down at the picture again, completely dumbfounded by the whole situation.
Across from him, Coulson smirks behind his paper.
“He likes you.”
Loki looks back at the child, who has already started working on a new drawing, then to Coulson who has bent the top of his paper down so he can see Loki.
“Yes well, he hasn’t had the chance to properly get to know me yet.”
Coulson shrugs and goes back to his paper. Then after a pause says,
“You know he’s not my biological son?”
Loki didn’t but he supposes that makes sense. Coulson didn’t seem like the kind of person that would engage in random hookups and with no traces of a former Mrs. Coulson around it would have been slightly odd had he ever actually thought about it before. The boy, Jack, looked far too much like a miniature Coulson to not have some familiar relation though which probably meant,
“Your nephew?”
“Yes. Unfortunately, my sister’s boyfriend was abusing him, which is why I took him.”
Loki turns back to the toddler, shocked. As a recovering super villain, he’s done some pretty awful things in his life, but even he can’t imagine what purpose or joy anyone could find in causing physical harm to such a small child. Especially not one so well behaved, though, Loki figures that may go a long way in explaining why the child is so quiet and docile all the time.
He turns back to Coulson to find that he too was staring at his son, because there is no doubt to Loki that’s exactly what he is, with fondness. There is a parallel there, Loki is sure, but it’s one he doesn’t want to think about right now.
“He judges people very carefully before he lets them get too close. That’s a sign that he trusts you.”
Coulson nods to the picture Jack had handed Loki.
Loki examines the picture again. He wants to prove all of the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D and Asgard wrong about him. He wants to show them that he can do good and leave the villainy behind. He wants to rub it their faces when he succeeds and they have to eat all the neigh saying and doubts they’ve expressed about him. More than all of that though, he wants to prove a little boy right.
Loki doesn’t know how to express that to Coulson, or even if he really wants to just now, but he suspects Coulson already knows. He’s found in his short time here that Coulson has an uncanny knack for knowing what’s wrong with his assets and exactly what they need to feel better. It’s why he ended up the Avenger’s Super Nanny to begin with. Any lesser man would have crumbled by now.
Still, he feels like he should say something, express his gratitude for the picture, the acceptance both Coulson and his son so easily gave him after everything he’d done and for Coulson’s understanding, patience and kindness through all of this. When he looks back up to Coulson though, the only thing that seems important in that moment is,
“I suspect you’ve dealt with your sister’s boyfriend then?”
“Of course.”
Coulson smirks and goes back to reading his paper. Loki smirks as well and thinks of where he should hang his new picture and what sort of frame would befit such a masterpiece.