It's clear Clint hasn't sung in a while, but Loki doesn't care. The soft rumble of his voice is just what he needs to take his mind off of the pain. He floats in that hazy space between conscious and unconscious, and for once it feel comforting rather than terrifying.
It doesn't take long for him to fall asleep, one hand clutching Clint's as tightly as possible.
And it's hard to celebrate even this. Because he doesn't know what it means. Doesn't know if it's real. Doesn't know how to get them all back. But...one thing at a time.
Loki's hurting. And Clint has to put his plans on hold to see to it that Loki stops hurting.
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It doesn't take long for him to fall asleep, one hand clutching Clint's as tightly as possible.
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And it's hard to celebrate even this. Because he doesn't know what it means. Doesn't know if it's real. Doesn't know how to get them all back. But...one thing at a time.
Loki's hurting. And Clint has to put his plans on hold to see to it that Loki stops hurting.