Spooky Action at a Distance | Frostiron

Heaven Ain't Close in a Place Like This

Tony was relaxing. He had his soulmate in his arms and a very good plaiting technique. Something he'd learnt from Peggy, funnily enough. He smiled softly as he plaited Loki's hair, hoping he wouldn't mind when he woke up. Maybe they could go to the gardens. Spend some more time together. That just sounded nice.

He was broken out of his thoughts by Loki's temperature dropping. He was cold anyway, but now he was freezing. He saw that the god was still asleep. That can't have been good. He gently shook his shoulder but had no response.

"Lokes?" Tony asked softly, still trying to shake the god awake. "Loki, babe?" Loki woke up with a yelp, scrambling away from Tony, but he ended up getting tangled in the sheets. He didn't stop trying to get away, only for it to end with him falling to the floor. Tony shot up and ran to the God's side, but was careful not to touch him. "Deep breaths, remember? Follow my breathing. You're on Asgard, in your room. Guards are locked up. It's just me and you. You're completely safe."

Loki looked around before he looked at Tony and nodded, following his breaths. He hated doing that in front of Tony, but at least the human didn't seem to mind. He knew he couldn't keep doing it, though. He was causing too much trouble. He was a burden. Tony deserved better.

"Thank you," Loki replied quietly, keeping his gaze on the floor.

Tony gently held his hand, making the god look at him in surprise. Why would Tony do that? Why wasn't he annoyed? Why didn't he want to hurt him?

"With me, you'll always be safe. I promise." Tony smiled softly and gently kissed the god's hand. Loki couldn't believe it. Tony was being nice. Really nice, not just fake nice. That was weird. He wasn't used to that. How could he be used to it? The one person that was nice to him was En, and even then, it was nothing like what he had with Tony. He felt safe with Tony. He still didn't know how to feel about the elder. Not after the dream, anyway. He saw the letter on the desk and he frowned slightly, Tony noticing. "It arrived when you were asleep."

"It's from a friend. I wasn't expecting a reply so soon," Loki replied quietly, feeling his nerves rise as he thought about what could be in it.

He thought over his dream. He couldn't stop thinking about how different everything could've been. He couldn't remember much, but he remembered enough. He was remembering more and more, which he was grateful for, but at the same time, he didn't want to know. He wanted to forget the entire situation. He wondered what would've happened if he'd stayed. Well, he didn't really want to picture it. Would they have kept him under the mind stone's influence forever? No. That would've been too easy. They would've used it to keep him in line. He couldn't help but wonder what happened to the others. He wondered if they'd realised what was going on.

"Who's your friend?" Tony asked curiously. He'd already read the letter and he was concerned about who this 'En' guy was. Not that he was jealous or anything.

"En," Loki replied softly. "I met him centuries ago. I was visiting realms and fell out of the Bifrost. I landed on Sakaar, where he... generously took me in."

Tony watched Loki suspiciously. Something was wrong. He seemed hesitant. Too hesitant to be sure of his own words. Tony thought that maybe he was being irrational by being jealous, but what if he wasn't? This En guy definitely sounded dodgy, and the mechanic definitely didn't approve. No. Even if Loki didn't have any other friends, it was better to be alone than to have toxic people around.

"You don't say that with much conviction," Tony teased, watching the god curiously.

"Sakaar is different, to say the least," Loki replied with a small smile.

"You called it home," Tony recalled, it being Loki's turn to look at the other curiously. "On the balcony. I asked you what planets you visited and which one was your favourite, and you said that Sakaar was like home."