something to rely on
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32557681
“He’s going to be fine,” Mobius says. His shaking hand strokes Loki’s tangled hair back from his face, tucked back behind his ear. He props Loki up against his chest, his head lolling back against Mobius’ shoulder. Desperate, he slaps Loki’s lifeless face. “C’mon, Loki. C’mon. Wake up. Wake up! Wake up!”
“He’s dead—”
“Shut up!” Mobius roars this time.
Author: ShowMeAHero
Rating: General
Word Count: 2,134











