Loki tried to follow you, but after banging on the door, and begging and pleading with you for twenty minutes, he finally gave up and decided to wait for you to come out. That was okay with you.

Right now, you still lay on the floor. You're not crying anymore, thankfully, but you're stil so confused. Loki is your brother, but it can't be, can it? To you it just doesn't make since. Nothing does anymore as you begin to remember your father and your brothers. Oddly, after you ninth birthday all memory of them ceases, and you remember your dull life on Earth with your mother. Did that mean she is truly your mother?

With a shaky breath, you pull yourself off of the floor, and peak your head out of the door and look into Loki's room. He seems to be fast asleep amongst his many pillows and blankets. You have so many questions, but you can't bring yourself to go and wake him up. For once he looks happy, and from your memories of him as a child, you know that's a rarity for him.

Swallowing nervously,you enter the room fully, and shut the door behind you as quietly as you can manage. You cross the room, somehow managing to keep each step you take silent. With a sigh, you lay down beside him, and curl into his side like you used to do after you had a nightmare when you were a child. You remember that Loki always welcomed you, and quicker than you thought possible, you fall asleep against him.

*

When you wake up, Loki is awake, but he hasn't moved, he is just watching you sleep. He sees you, and he hurriedly jerks his head away. For some reason you feel yourself blush. Clearing your throat, you sit up. He still doesn't look at you. You take a deep breath, and pull your knees up to your chin, and look at him. You still don't believe he could be your brother.

"So," You finally say after the few seconds of awkward silence that ensues. "Why did you decide to find me after all of this time, and why did father send me away? That part is still kind of foggy in my memory."

Loki watches you with his piercing green eyes. Even though he's been asleep for a while, he has dark circles under his eyes, and he seems extremely worried. Sitting up, he positions himself a few inches away from you. All you can concentrate on his intense gaze.

"I decided to find you because I discovered something that made me realize you weren't the only family secret." You started to say something, but he shook you off. "Let me explain, (Y/N)." He lets out an exhausted breath, and runs a hand through his hair as he crosses his legs over one another. "I was adopted, and I. . . . ." He shook his head. "After everything that happened before you left. . ." He trails off.

You reach out and rest a hand on his arm. He looks down at you, slightly shocked. "Loki, I don't remember why I had to leave. I remember everything up until I was nine, and then it's Earth. That's it."

Loki nods, and takes another steadying breath. "Father had an affair with a woman from Earth. She got sick, so he took you in after you were born. Mother didn't mind. Her and Father had been kind of fighting when you were concieved, so she welcomed you." He scoffs. "She was always too forgiving." Loki shakes himself, and continues. "Then, when I was ten, and you were nine, Thor and I found out about you. Father didn't know what to do, so he found out that your real mother was still alive, and him and mother decided you belonged with her. Father wiped your mind of Asgard, me, mother, and Thor, and sent you to Earth." Loki surprisingly chokes up, but he manages to brush it off. "Thor missed you, of course, but I missed you so much that at times I couldn't do more than spend an entire day in my chambers thinking about you."

You're completely thrown at his heartfelt confession. You chew your lip. "Loki. ." You feel your eyes start to water, but you bite it back. "I. ."

Loki gently takes your hand. His touch is so soft it surprises you. That's when you shake your head. "Wait," You say, searching his face as if you'll find answers. "How are you adopted?" That's when Loki goes on to tell you the story of how he found out such a secret. Asgard had been warring with the Frost Giants. Odin found Loki, an abandoned Frost Giant infant who was a runt, left to die of starvation. Odin took him in, and thought that having a Frost Giant in the kingdom would unite the two warring peoples. He, of course, soon gave up on that idea.

"Loki. . ," You mutter tenderly. Somehow, you never even thought of him as your brother. The man in front of you wasn't your brother, but he wasn't just a friend either. These feelings confuse you as you look into his eyes. He seems vulnerable to you, but you realize that you're the only one who will ever see this side of him. You're the only who will ever be allowed to see him without his walls. Even though he is fully clothed, emotionally he is naked before you. Emotionally he is strung out, confused, tired, and. . In love, maybe?

Loki mumbles your name, before gently pressing his lips to yours. You close your eyes, realizing that this moment might just be perfect despite all of its imperfections.