Shatter (Pieces of Me) | Thor, Loki | G | angst | 217w
First fic in this fandom!
Thor visited Loki a total of one time in his prison. He entered the cell and there was a polite smile on his lips, but his eyes were sad. Loki offered a sarcastic smile of his own, eyes cold and stance unfriendly.
"I read once," Thor started, and Loki fought the impulse to interrupt him (you can read? Huh, I never knew), "an interesting quote. It said, 'the worst thing about falling to pieces is that humans can do it so quietly.'"
Loki waited for him to continue, but Thor just looked at him. Perhaps Thor was waiting for Loki to come with some snide remark, but there was none.
"I think it applies not only to humans, but to gods as well. I'm so sorry I didn't notice you falling to pieces, Loki, even if you did it quietly. I should have noticed."
Perhaps Loki made no snide remark because he had no energy to pick up that particular piece of himself from where it had fallen into a particularly desolate part of his mind.
Thor left and didn't come back until he was desperate. He didn't enter the cell and the hardness in his eyes left Loki no choice but to put the important pieces of himself back together.
But it left him all askew.