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(there but for the grace of gods)
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“Look at this!” Thor yells over the sound of battle, hand fisted tightly at Loki’s throat. “Look around you! You think this madness will end with your rule?”
“It’s… It's too late,” Loki gasps. “It's too late to stop it.”
“No. We can, together.”
There’s a split-second of hesitation, the barest pause. Thor changes his grip, the hand he had wrapped tight in the fabric at Loki’s throat loosing and shifting to the back of his neck, drawing him closer until their foreheads almost touch.
“Please, Loki,” he pleads, his voice breaking . “Please… You are my brother. Tell me I haven’t lost you yet again.”
There’s a sensation in his chest, terrifyingly similar to falling, but this time... this time Loki chooses not to let go.