D.U.Y.

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•3rd POV•
"Where the hell were you?" Natasha yelled.
Loki lightly shrugged. "I was at Thor's I told you."
"Yeah, for FOUR EXTRA HOUR! You were supposed to be back by ten! What were you-"

Loki lightly hiccuped and covered his mouth. Natasha squinted at him as he awkwardly smiled.

"Are you DRUNK?"

"....no,"

Natasha groaned, rubbed her head forehead, and let out a shaken breath.
"Did you take the car back?" She asked without looking at Loki.
"Yeah, why?"

"Because it's illegal and you could've been killed. You should've called me."

Loki was silent, but he clenched his fists and sharply exhaled.

But then he let his hands relax, as he let his head hang.
A tear fell from his cheek to the floor.
"S-sorry." He sobbed.
Natasha put her hand on his back, and just whispered, "go get some rest"

"Okay-y." Loki chocked.
He walked up to the bottom of the stairs when he heard Natasha say, "hey,"

Loki stopped.

"The only reason I yelled at you is because I care about you, okay?"

Loki didn't answer. He just stood there, silently.
Until he just walked up the stairs.
Wordlessly.

(Srry this chapter is so short btw)

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