@jctuness continued from [ x ]
Thor wasn’t pleased he was in this situation. Loki was not someone he considered himself close to, but she was a member of the Æsir, and that meant when he stumbled across her quite wounded, he couldn’t just walk on past and let things remain as they were. Thor set to bandaging her up, considering it was looking like she wasn’t going to do it herself. That wound had seen open air for awhile, by the looks of it. The blood on the edges of it was dried. He had cleaned it as best he could, and began to wrap gauze around her torso, only for her to cling to his wrist as hard as she could manage. Nothing that would phase him, but he did stop, glaring at her with blue eyes that were almost ice.
Her words provoked a scowl from him, brows furrowing slightly as she decided to joke around and ask him if he was so worried about her. In response, he pulled the gauze tight. Far tighter than he really needed to. “Shut up.” He growled, almost baring teeth at her like an animal. “Shut up or I’ll sew your lips shut again.” He remembered the first time it had happened, how he had laughed at the trickster, getting her just deserts.
Could he do that to her though? Physically, yes. It would be child’s play to pin her down and stitch her mouth shut. Would he? No. No he could not. Even now, he could see the light scars on her lips where they had been sewn, and he couldn’t bring himself to think of doing it to her, just because she was taunting him while injured.
