IronFrost or Thorki

Chapter 4: Regret

 AUTHOR'S NOTE: Lots of emotion, fighting, and cursing. Totally going to end with a "Who to choose" question. Please comment on who you want Loki to be with!

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"I know this sound childish but could you please stay with me...Please." 

"Uh.. well I have some work to get done but-" Tony sighed, looking into Loki's eyes. 

Damn those puppy eyes.

"What the hell.." Tony walked over to Loki. The trickster smiled softly, getting himself tucked in the bed nice and snug while Tony sat next to him. 

"Thank you, Anthony." Loki whispered tiredly, closing his eyes, as Tony smiled at his cuteness. He reached over to the god's hair brushing some off his face, then whispered back. 

"No problem." 

The dream Tony was in had him tied up in a chair, watching helplessly as they both shared that sacred moment. The brunette struggled but it was useless, like the rope was made of Steve's shield. The scene quickly faded away, growing into another part of their shared time. The image was short but it made Tony struggled even more. Tears started to form, and the repeated word he kept saying was No. Loki the one he loved, betrayed him and cheated him for a fool. How could he do that?

"Hold on, what do you mean by lovers? Brotherly love is what you guys are talking about right? Loki?"

Loki just froze, having tears well up in his eyes. "Anthony... I didn't mean it. Me and Thor were in a relationship on Asgard before we departed."

From there, a figure of Loki appear right in front of him with a bloody knife in his hand. He was shirtless, so Tony could all of his scars, especially the one across his chest. The god whispered something but the brunette couldn't hear him. The only thing he was petrified with was Loki holding the knife above his head.

"Loki...." The brunette whispered as his lip quivered with tears rolling down his face like a water coming out a faucet. Loki then came down with the knife towards Tony's arc reactor."NO!"

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Stark Tower

12:00pm

Tony stirred up, groaning lowly from the massive headache he had. It was like a hammer was pounding his temples constantly. Most likely from the nightmare about incident that happened yesterday. His room was filled with two or three bottles of Jack Daniels, and his room was a mess from the tantrum he had that night. The pain was far to great but trying to ignore it with whisky wasn't helping. He tried ignoring the dream he had of Loki but at this point, it was impossible. Jarvis even tried to sooth Tony but that was also a failure. The brunette leaned up, holding himself up on one hand while the other it wiping his eye as he yawned. 

Loki, I'm a fucking idiot. 

Tony kicked off his red, warm covers and got up, lazily walking out and made his way to the kitchen. He passed his damaged and broken living room but he didn't care to clean up nor even care about it. The brunette took out the cereal he had given Loki, and poured himself a bowl.

How could I do this to him? 

Why?! 

I care about him but why would he lie to me! 

Those words were driving him crazy. He felt like he was about to explode with anger and guilt. His eyes started to tear up but he managed to hold them back as he ate his cereal.