Spooky Action at a Distance | Frostiron

Nice to Meet Ya

"Who are you?" Peter asked the stranger in front of him.

Peter had seen pictures of Tony, and Loki was scared that Peter would put two and two together. After all, Peter wasn't lacking in the brains department.

"Peter, be nice." Loki chuckled as he squirted the cream on top of the two cups of hot chocolate.

"I am!" Peter whined.

"He's just a friend, Solskinn. Remember your manners." Loki smiled softly as he handed him a cup of hot chocolate.

Loki handed Tony the other cup, earning a small thanks in reply. Tony took a sip before he noticed Peter staring at him with wide eyes. He smiled softly and crouched down in front of him.

"What's your name, kid?" He asked.

"Peter. What's yours?" Peter asked, an excited smile on his face.

"I'm Tony." The mechanic smiled in reply.

"My father was called Tony." Peter smiled, unaware of the situation.

Tony sent a quick look to Loki, who was very obviously trying to avoid looking at him. Tony took a deep breath before he looked back at Peter, trying to keep a smile on his face.

"It's a very popular name." Tony shrugged.

Peter nodded and started to drink his drink. Tony looked at Loki, who still refused to look at him. It wasn't long before Peter had finished, taking to rubbing his eyes as Loki took the cup and put it in the sink.

"Ready for bed, Solskinn?" Loki asked. "You've an early morning."

Peter nodded as he lifted his arms up, deciding he was too tired to walk. Loki smiled fondly as he gently picked his son up before turning to Tony. He gestured to the living room before he walked up to Peter's bedroom. Tony got the message, opting to just do as he was told. He walked into the living room and took his seat, waiting for Loki to come back.

He couldn't believe it. He had a son. Peter was definitely his. What could he do? He'd only just come back from the dead. He couldn't be a father. Then again, Loki had been a single parent for eight years. Well, from what Tony could tell. He had to face his fears.

"Sorry about that," Loki said as he walked back into the room.

Loki quickly refilled his glass with wine, not wasting any time before he took a sip. He didn't want to face the questions Tony had. He didn't want to talk about it. It was always stupidly hard when he was just talking to En or Thor, but Tony? He didn't want to face those emotions.

"I... you... we have a kid?" Tony asked, earning a small nod in reply. "Did you know when...?"

Loki shook his head. "I found out a month after your funeral."

Tony rubbed his face. "I'm a horrible person."

"You're not. Neither of us knew. It was simply... unfortunate timing," Loki replied softly.

"I didn't even know that you could get pregnant." Tony frowned.

"I didn't think that it would... work. That it could work, even. The differences in our biology... it seemed unlikely." Loki shrugged.

"You should've told me," Tony replied.

Loki nodded. "I know."

Tony shook his head as he looked down at the floor, his hand over his mouth. He didn't know what to think about it. He had a son. Of course he did. It was bound to happen eventually, at least it was with Loki. But could he be a father? Wait...

"Am I going to be in his life?" Tony asked.

Loki looked at Tony with furrowed brows. "If you wish to be, and if he allows it."