Chapter 8

When I walk back into the cell after lights out, I find Loki has a few papers in his hands "What's that?" I ask as I sit on the bottom bunk.

"While I was in MPE, the doctor ran some tests." Loki states, before moving his flashlight and explaining "Everything reads well, negative for testicular."

"Testicular cancer?" I ask and he nods, before flipping the page and looking at the page, intensely "What?"

He puts his finger to the page and reads off the results "Negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, negative, positive, negative, negative."

He smiles for a second, before I ask "What's positive?" his face goes concerned and he looks back to the paper.

"Urinary tract infection." Loki states, before looking at the next page "Antibiotics administered via injection to the gluttonous maximum." I give a confused look and he explains "The arse cheek."

I nod, before the thought of a testicular exam sticks in my head. Every year, I get checked, but since I'm thirty-four, I won't need to worry about it next year. I'm pretty sure that I've had one recently.

I'm drawn out of the thought by a thud on the wall. Loki sighs "Is today Tuesday?" I nod as there's another thud. With a grown, he tosses the papers down and turns off the flashlight "Those two are at it again."

He props his feet up on the table and I frown "What do we do?" I ask and he shrugs "We just sit here?"

"Yeah." Loki sighs, before shrugging "Or wank off." he smirks mischievously, before looking to me "But I don't really like doing that."

~

An hour later, we lay in our beds, I'm close to dozing off, when Loki whispers through the dark "Thor?" I hum and he whispers "What do you think of me?"

I yawn, before replying "I think you're too cunning for your own good. You use me to talk to, because you need someone to show you an average person's perspective. When you hurt someone, it's a reflection of your own pain." I think for a second, before continuing "You attract cheap sex, because you want to be cherished, even if it doesn't last."

He's silent for a moment, before asking "Who could ever love me, knowing my past? Hell, my own mother didn't even love me."

I sigh "Loki, I suggest you refrain from sex, until you find someone you love, and someone who truly loves you."

Loki scoffs, before declaring "That'll never happen. Nobody could ever love me. I don't even love me."

"Come down here." I order and he sighs, before crawling off the top bunk and leaning against the bunks. I give a warm smile, before lifting the blanket "Come on."

With a scoff, he crawls into my bed and I grab hold of him around the waist. When he rests his head on my shoulder, he sighs "This is supremely gay, you know that right?"

"Yeah." I reply, before smiling "You'll find someone who loves you." I chuckle "Hell, you're surrounded by men on a daily basis. There must be one that gets you going."

Loki shrugs and remains silent. After a long time with no response, I crane my head to find he sleeps peacefully.

His features are soft, and I can't help but smile. Without waking him, I adjust to get control.

With a little jerk, he moves and his hand ends up on my beard. He hums, before nuzzling into my shoulder.

At first, it feels a bit odd, but then I feel completely comfortable. More comfortable than I've ever felt before.

And as I doze off, I fail to notice the fact that I'm surrounded by human of other men. As far as I'm concerned, Loki and I are the only men here.

~

When I awake, I find Loki brushing his teeth in the sink. I yawn, before turning in bed and noticing he straddles the toilet "Morning." I scoff.

He nods, before leaning forward to rinse his mouth. After he's done, he smiles weakly "You snore, you know?"

"My apologizes." I sigh and he hums, before unzipping his jumpsuit and tying the sleeves around his waist "I wonder what you'd be like outside of this place."

He shrugs as he pulls up his hair "I'd probably be a politician." he smirks, before insisting "Democratic, not Republican."

I scoff and he continues "My career would be ended when the Republicans discovered I pay for a latex man once a week, because my life needs a bit of spicing up."

He smiles back at me, before asking "So, what did you and your sister talk about, yesterday at visit?"

I sigh, before declaring "I'm starting to remember what happened with Sif, and I asked her to go speak to Sif's OB/GYN."

Loki stops me instantly "You killed your pregnant wife?"

"Miscarriage." I state and he lets out a breath of relief "Yeah, Modi was going to be our first child. We'd be trying since I turned thirty, but we really settled into it after my knee."

"You didn't get ball cancer, did you?" Loki asks, sarcastically "Because you acted pretty unsteady when we talked about it last night."

"No." I think for a second and come up with a foggy image of a doctors office "But I think I was examined."

"Not by an OB/GYN." Loki states, before snapping his fingers "Just go down to the infirmary and ask for your medical history."

I frown at him "But not you have to be injured to go into the infirmary?" A wicked smirk comes over his lips.

~

The doctor comes into the room and I read his badge "S. Strange MD."

"You tripped and feel down seven plights of stairs." Strange sighs "Great footwork, why are you really here?" I give a confused look and he smirks "You're Loki's cellmate. He's pulled that stunt with two other cellmates."

"Of course he did." I remark, before sighing "I need my medical history."