A life together

Welcome Home

After the press conference, the chat with Obie, and the wear he had been dragging since he had been kidnapped, Tony was dead on his feet. He had never felt so exhausted before.

But all of that evaporated when he stepped through the door of his bedroom and found Loki sitting on the edge of the huge bed, watching a replay of the day's events.

"You would've loved the chaos I caused in that room", startled upon hearing his voice, Loki focused his gaze on him and looked disbelieving.

It only took a minute for the god to throw himself into his arms.

"Oh Norns, you are here, you came back," he mumbled while clinging desperately to his shirt. "I am sorry. I am so so sorry"

Tony could feel a wet spot on the shoulder where Loki was hiding his face from him and felt tears of relief run down his cheeks. He finally had him in his arms. "You have nothing to apologize for, sweetheart. Nothing. And I promised you I'd come back, didn't I?"

Loki moved to get a good look at him. With his hands clasped behind his neck, he began to spread little kisses all over his face.

"Do. not. Ever. Do. That. To. Me. Ever. Again." he said between each kiss. "I cannot lose you, Anthony"

Finally, for the first time in three months, they kissed. It was sweet, desperate and full of feelings. Pressed into each other, both were trying to feel the presence of the other, to express things that they couldn't explain.

"Gosh, I love you so much, Lokes"

The words escaped his lips before Tony could even try to stop them. But it felt right.

"I love you too. More than I have ever loved anyone in my entire life"

"Damn, that's a long-ass time. I feel honored," his boyfriend giggled and rested his forehead on his shoulder again. He felt Loki's hands land on his chest and he stiffened.

Shit .

"Wha- what in the name of Norns is that?" There was fear in those beautiful green eyes. Tony let out a shaky breath. "What did they do to you?" His voice was so soft that he hardly heard it.

"Come to bed with me, honey. We have a lot to talk about", taking his hand, he guided him to the bed where they lay down. Once there, Loki snuggled next to him. His hand over his heart, as if he wanted to make sure he was still beating. "And I'm not the only one, a little bird told me that these three months weren't kind to you either. Care to share with the class?"

And that's what they did.

First, Loki recounted all the events from when he heard the call for help until he was able to find the exact location where Tony was. Needless to say, Tony was furious when he heard all that. He wanted to beat up Odin and all the morons that resided in Asgard. He blamed himself for the injury he received in battle. And as if that weren't enough, he, too, blamed himself for the wear and tear of his magic.

"I did what had to be done. I blasted my way out of there, I teleported to every place I needed and I found you. Believe me, that is not what usually happens. It only did because I spent two and a half months in a cell that dampened my seiðr. I swear I am fine, love "

To say that Loki was angry to hear what had happened in that cave in Afghanistan was an understatement. He was livid. Tony could swear his eyes had glowed red for a second.

He tried to spare him the details. At first he left out the fact that they operated on him without anesthesia, that he had spent a good part of the procedure awake, that he had been tortured ... that he had thought about giving up. But the other man knew him too well. He noticed that he was hiding important parts of the story. So he caved and told him everything.