Summary: When Loki gets injured in the field, you discover that there’s more to him than the laughing, mischievous facade he wears. And he lets you care for him.
Warnings/Notes: There’s slight damage to one of Loki’s eyes in this one. If that freaks you out too much to be able to read it, I understand, but I promise I don’t focus on the trauma or the damage itself. I just wanted an excuse for Loki to need to apply eye drops. (Also! Tomorrow’s lullaby will be the last one for a few weeks but don’t forget that I would love to receive SO MANY requests for headcanons so I can stay in the habit of writing at least a little bit every day!)
Steadier Hands
For as strong as he was, and as brave, and as doggedly determined to do whatever he set his mind to, you were starting to realize that Loki was also kind of a baby. Oh, he hid it well. Normally he went through the day, through whole missions, never once allowing even a fraction of weakness to show through. He was stoic. Fierce. Incredibly capable and even admirable.
And then he took some shrapnel to the eye in the field and a doctor gave him some eye-drops to help things heal.
