Your POV:

Two days later, I walk out of my room and see Damien. "Oh, hi, I was wondering if I could go walk in the forest," I say with an innocent smile. He gives me an untrusting look that makes me want to run back to my room but slowly nods. "Thanks!" I quickly run through the corridors and find the door that leads to the outside world.

The whole time that I've been here, I've felt uncomfortable, I don't know why. I just feel like I shouldn't be here, but I know what I saw. Loki is a murderer. Then why do I feel so scared without him?

I walk in the forest, feeling the crunchy leaves of Autumn under my bare feet. I take big breaths, my eyes closed, taking in the fresh air. I feel the wind against my face, my hair flowing behind me.

I hear the ruffling of the remaining leaves in trees, the sound of a squirrel talking, birds singing. I think that I always found nature peaceful. Here, I feel like nothing can get to me.

I open my eyes and look at my clothes, made for fighting. They wanted me to try and use my powers, but I was scared. Maybe I could try here.

My thoughts are interrupted as I hear leaves crunch close by. I quickly turn around and fall face to face with- "Damien?" He gives me a look that I cannot decipher as he walks towards me and out of the shadows of the forest.

"You cannot go too far from the base, the Avengers could try to take you back." This catches my attention. "They are still searching for me?" "Yes, and they are getting closer to finding you every passing minute, so we need to keep an eye on you."

I don't know why, but his words make me happy. I keep myself from smiling and nod. "I see. Let's go, then." As we walk back to the base, I feel like someone is staring at me. I look around and don't see anyone, so I continue walking.

Closing the door to my room, I sigh and flop on my bed. "I still haven't gotten used to this place. Is this really what I should have done?" I continue mumbling to myself under my breath as I walk into the bathroom, screaming in shock at the sight in front of me. "Loki!? How did you get in here!?"

Loki is in the building! Even worse, he's in my room, in my bathroom! What should I do!?

I go to grab a pair of scissors but he grabs my arm in a surprisingly gentle manner and teleports us god-knows-where in the forest. "L-let me go! I know that you killed people, I am not letting you bring me back!" This surprises him and he looks at me with wide eyes, giving me the chance to get free. As I turn around to run back, I feel myself freeze.

I could leave and tell them that Loki is here. He's a murderer, I should feel scared of him. But then... Why do I want to turn around and hug him? Why do I feel happy now that I'm with him?

I slowly turn around and lock eyes with him. That's when I take in his appearance. His hair is dishevelled, something I don't remember ever seeing, his eyes look tired, just like mine, and he clearly hasn't slept or eaten in days from how pale he is. His once perfectly clean clothes are now dirty and ripped at some places. "Oh my god, are you okay?" The words leave my mouth without thinking as my body moves on its own and I find myself holding Loki's face with my hands as I frown.

His eyes close almost immediately and he melts in my touch, making my heart swell with sadness. "I was scared that they did something to you. (Y/N), I know you don't remember me, but at least remember how much you trusted me. Please, (Y/N)..." I feel tears flow from my eyes as his arms wrap around me. I suddenly get another flashback, stronger this time.

Something comes over me and I step closer to him. Without even realizing, our heads slowly start inching closer until our noses are almost touching. Unlike the first time, I don't back down. Our lips collide and I close my eyes in pure bliss.

"W-we were together... Weren't we?" He looks at me in a mixture of relief and happiness. I look back at him and close my eyes before kissing him, quickly realizing what I am doing but not caring anymore. I need him, I need to remember more.

He kisses back and I start to see my memories flash before my closed eyes. Slowly, everything starts to make sense. How I felt, how they all acted, I understand now.

We pull away and I smile at him with teary eyes. "I'm so sorry. I remember now. I remember everything." I put a peck on his lips and hug him tightly against me, his smell making me feel at peace for the first time in a long while.

We stay like this for a while, hugging each other in fear of the other disappearing again and being alone. We talk in hushed tones, simply saying loving words.

The calm is broken by the sound of an alarm. My eyes widen and I pull away, looking towards where the alarm came from. "They must have realized that I wasn't in my room," I state, turning to look at Loki who suddenly seems ready to kill someone. Or should I say "people"?

"What do we do?" I already know what he's thinking though. "We kill them all for putting even a single finger on you." I giggle and take Loki's hand. "Together?" He smirks at me, giving my hand a small squeeze. "Always, darling."