|𝙸𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜| {Tony S. × Loki L.}✍

10

Warning: angst, fluff

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Tony, I'm sorry. But this relationship just isn't going to work out. All we ever do is argue and just keep fighting over the dumbest things. I'm already leaving, and by the time you are reading this, I'm on my way to Scotland.
This is for our good, Tony. You might hate me right now, but this is for the best.

-Best regards,
P.P

Tony read the letter over, and over again. He still didn't believe it. He came home from a stressful day at work and found a note that was resting on the kitchen counter.

That was a couple of hours ago. Tony was on the couch, with one hand, Peppers letter, and in the other, an empty bottle of whiskey.

Tony placed the empty bottle of whiskey on the ground and pulled out another from under the coffee table. His eyes starring into space, as he chugged down the next bottle.

He felt alone. Lost. Hurt. He just wanted to talk to someone. He looked over to the coffee table, and picked up his phone, and scrolled through the contacts.

He didn't care who he wanted to call, he just wanted to talk to someone. He found Loki's number and clicked on it.

It ringed for a few moments, and then Loki picked up. "Hello?" Loki's smooth, British voice said through the phone.

Tony froze. 'What the fuck did I just do? Wait- answer him.'

"U-Uh, hey Reindeer games," Tony said, his voice cracking.

"Anthony? What are you doing up so late?" Loki asked, his voice tangled with worry and concern.

"I...I can't sleep. I need someone to talk to." Tony said, feeling hot tears leaving his face, and quickly wiped them off.

There was silence for a few moments, and Tony was about to hang up.

"Give me ten minutes. " Loki said and hung up the phone.

Tony put his phone back on the coffee table and lay back on the couch. 'This is probably a bad idea. Whatever, couldn't get any worse than this...right?' Tony thought to himself, as he took another swig of the strong alcohol.

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Ten minutes passed, and Tony heard the doorbell ring. Tony slowly wobbled his way to the door, most likely drunk, with the bottle of whiskey in his hand.

Tony opened the door, showing Loki, in a black hoodie, with some grey sweat pants.

"Heeeey Reindeer games!" Tony said and fell to the floor. Loki winced. "Ooo. That's gonna leave a mark." Loki said, and wrapped his arms around Tony's neck and his legs, and placed him on the couch.

Loki looked around the room and spotted multiple bottles of whiskey, empty.

"Jesus Tony..." Loki whispered, as he picked up the empty bottles and threw them away.

Tony's living room was a mess. Alcohol on the floor, cigarette buds and joints, filled with marijuana, was on the Coffee table.

Loki sighed and scooped up the items, and threw them away. After Loki was done cleaning, he grew bored and decided to watch some TV. A few hours passed, and Tony stirred awake.

"Ugh.." Tony said and felt something soft under him. It wasn't a pillow...it was something squishy. And fleshy.

Tony opened his eyes and saw Loki above him. Tony froze. He's in Loki's lap. Tony was freaking out. 'I can not believe I just called him! What the hell was I thinking?!' Tony though.

Loki didn't seem to mind Tony being in his lap though. This is kinda weird, considering that Loki doesn't like to be touched by anyone. Especially his brother.

Loki raised a hand to Tony's hair and stroked it softly. "Did you sleep well?" Loki asked, his voice was calm and relaxing.

"It was good," Tony replied, his mouth dry.

"Oh, here's some water. I didn't know if you needed it or not." Loki said and sat Tony up, before handing him a cup of water.

Tony took the cup, and chugged it, before placing the empty cup on the table.

They sat in silence for a bit.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Loki asked, and turned the TV off.

Tony stared at his hands that were in his lap. He started to shake, before looking at Loki.

"I...I messed up." Tony whispered, his voice cracking.

Loki looked at Tony and rubbed Tony's back in a circular motion. "How did you mess up?"

"Pepper...she..she left me. We broke up. Officially." Tony said, he felt hot tears leaving his eyes, as he cried.

Loki didn't know what to do. So he just wrapped his arms around Tony in a protective way, hoping that it would calm him down.

Tony immediately responds and wrapped his arms around Loki's waist, his face nuzzled in Loki's chest.

"Tony, you didn't do anything wrong. She just isn't ready to take on this whole 'iron man' situation. She's overwhelmed. None of this was your fault." Loki said and gently pushed Tony away from him, just enough to see Tony's face.

"Look at me," Loki said, and lifted Tony's chin slightly.

Tony's whiskey-colored eyes, was full of sorrow and pain, his face resting in a frown.

Loki frowned back, as he raised his hand, and gently cupped Tony's cheek.

"I will be here for you, and help you get through this. You're strong. You can get through anything, do you understand?" Loki asked, his voice was soft and compassionate.

Tony nodded and softly smiled.

Loki smiled back, which was such a rare sight, it made Tony's stomach feel weird. He hasn't felt like this since Pepper and he was dancing at a gala one year.

Loki leaned in, and Tony expected Loki to kiss him on the lips, but Loki gently placed a kiss on Tony's forehead.

Tony rested his head on Loki's chest, and Loki began stroking Tony's hair.

"I thought you said you don't like to be touched." Tony comments, referring to what Loki said a few days ago.

"Well, there is an expectation, when it comes to you. Don't make me take it back." Loki playfully said.

Tony chuckled and breathed in the minty fragrance that Loki had. Tony slowly closed his eyes, the darkness welcomed him, and he dreamed about him and Loki.