I've got the third one ready to go and am impatient XD
Can you tell I'm obsessed with angst yet?
I've got a favorite character to hurt too lolz
Anyways, enjoy XD

(Uh update I kinda published this by accident, so enjoy I guess XD)

TW; Minor panic attack, abuse, just evil being in general

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Jax woke up in a dark cell. There were no windows, but he was able to see through the bars in front of him. There were guards standing in the corridor and he knew there were more cells to on other sides of him. He heard someone talking to the guards. It was a male voice he recognized.

Oh. He realised. Not here, everwhere but here. He quickly moved to the corner of the cell and hoped he would just leave him be. But he wouldn't, of course he wouldn't. He would never leave him alone, not even if he could get out of here.

He really thought he'd escaped this time, it had felt so real, all of it. For the first time in years he had been happy. He had amazing friends he could trust and even found love. Twice. He even had two sons!

He guessed it was all just too good to be true. He had started shivering not too long ago and now the man's voice sounded closer. Footsteps were heard walking towards his cell and a man appeared. He had long pitch black hair and cruel black eyes, which shone with delight as he looked down at him. His mouth was turned up in a twisted smirk.

"Did you have a fun break? You'll be delighted to know what I've planned next." Draven Agnar, his father, said. He sounded like he was having fun already, just seeing him on the floor made that sick glint in his eyes shine brighter.

Jax kept quiet and glared at him, to which Draven grinned.

"Alright, up you go and we'll get started." He said, while taking off his cape. Underneath it was a some sort of shirt with a single sleeve on the right side, which he rolled up. He already took off the glove he wore on his left hand, probably to keep it 'clean'.

Jax pushed himself up with a groan. The injuries from the last round were far from healed, which made it hard to move around. When he was finally standing he got lightheaded and he swayed a bit on his feet.

Draven didn't wait for him to regain his balance and landed a firm punch on his cheek, which sent him to the ground again. He could already taste the blood from his split lip.

"I didn't rough you up that bad last time, now did I?" Draven looked down at him disapprovingly. "Wait, don't tell me you got that dream about you having friends again. You and I both know you're basically worthless, your brother has some use unlike you. Now. Get. Up. We've barely even started."

He tried not to let the words get to him, but that's hard when that's the only thing you get thrown in your face almost everyday. He spit some of the blood that was in his mouth and hoisted himself up again. Immediately another punch was thrown at him, this time in his ribs. He felt them bruise as he tried to stay up against the wall and closed his eyes for a second.

Let's get this fucking day over with.

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Draven wasn't kidding when he said he had a lot of stuff planned today.

They already went through a lot of kicking and punching, through which he miraculously didn't faint, he endured a bit of stabbing and Draven let some of his minions have a go at him.

Now it was Leo's turn. Leo was a blond asshole with hateful blue eyes. He'd always hated Jax with a passion for some reason, which resulted in him throwing arrows on occasion. And those things hurt. A lot.

Luckily this time it were just hits and kicks. And insults thrown at his head.

"What is up with you today? I haven't heard so much as a sound out of you. Well, yes, you did scream and shit, but normally you try to sass us. I like it when you do that, you know why?" Leo leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Then I can hit you harder."

Jax yelped when another punch landed against the side of his head. His vision started to blur and a headache started to form. He heard Leo still talking, but it sounded muffled. He felt the darkness gently tug at him and gladly let it take him.

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Jax suddenly shot up. He looked around disoriented and felt his breathing speeding up.

This was not the cell. Where was he? He didn't know where he was which was worse than the cell because then at least he knew what was going to happen to him and-

"-ax? Calm yourself sweetheart. Come on, breathe with me. In... And out..." He tried his best to focus on the soothing voice and slow his breathing. "There you go, in and out, you are doing great sweetheart."

Finally his breathing slowed enough and he could focus on his surroundings. He was in his and Loki's room. They've lived here for almost two years now and he just had a nightmare. He took a deep breath and looked to his left, where Loki looked at him with a concerned expression.

"Th-thanks." His voice was still quivering.

"It's alright, you help me with mine, so it is only fair that I help you with yours." Loki's eyes softened.

"Can- Can I...?" Jax asked a bit scared, as he shifted a bit closer to Loki.

"Of course, come here." Loki opened his arms and Jax immediately moved over. Loki wrapped his arms around him and Jax let out a shuddering breath. He reached out to grab a strand of Loki's hair and started playing around with it.

After a while, he slowly started to relax more and eventually started to drift off again.

"Loki?" He managed to ask.

"Hmh?"

"I love you."

"I love you too ástin mín."

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So I realized I forgot this in the last chapter, I'm checking in this time XD
How are you doing today and do you like them so far?
I'm way too self-conscious about my writing lol

Anyways, feedback and comments are appreciated!

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