The Avengers: To Love and be Loved By Me

Holy Costume Party Batman!

About five weeks passed pretty peacefully, the replusor beam on mark VIII getting fixed and Loki helping Tony on other projects. It was now early morning on July the ninth, a hot sticky morning at that, and the worst of all mornings to be unwell. However, as luck may have it, Loki had been ill all week and this particular Thursday was no less terrible than the other four days of his ailment. He and Tony both were sweating buckets anyway in the New York heat, and they woke up naked and stuck to each other with a thick layer of perspire.

"Ugh...Tony I'm a frost giant, I was not made for such weather." Loki complained as he pulled away from Tony's body and ran to the bathroom. Tony bolted to the bathroom immediately to hold his lover's hair back, concern etched deeply into his face.

"Do you think this is what has made you sick?" Loki shook his head as best he could, trying to speak through bouts of vomit.

"N-No...it must be something else, Asgard can become rather hot too, but I've never been sick like this before." Tony rubbed Loki's back in a circular motion and sighed.

"Well at least it seems to only come in the morning." Loki nodded, straightening up and flushing the toilet.

"I know, I don't think I could handle it if it was an all day thing." He grabbed his toothbrush and popped it in his mouth, brushing his teeth while grabbing the hairbrush and getting to work on that as well.

"We have to look nice today." He said through gobs of toothpaste, spitting in the sink and continuing to pull his hair back into a slick low-ponytail. Tony wrapped his arms around him and shook his head.

"Well I don't know where you think we're going, because I know a certain someone who needs to get back in the bed." Loki rolled his eyes.

"I'm not getting back in the bed. I have only been throwing up once or twice a morning, or if I smell bacon. I will be fine, I'm not ditching Pepper two times in a row. She has invited us to a costume party tonight, and we're going." This only made Tony more worried, pulling Loki around to face him and cupping his cheek with his hand.

"But baby you love bacon." Loki shrugged.

"Well not this week I don't. I smelled it coming up from working on blueprints for SHIELD's new artillery request yesterday afternoon and I thought I was going to throw my entire stomach up. Not that it matters, though, Anthony, it can't last much longer. Now hold still." He commanded as he ran the brush he was holding through Tony's hair. He ran some styling gel through it and then kissed Tony gently, staring in his eyes in determination.

"We're going. Now come on, the party is at seven and we have no costumes." Tony sighed and kissed Loki's forehead, knowing that this was something Loki wasn't going to budge on.

"Fine, alright, but you have to promise me you'll tell me if you start to feel bad, okay?" Loki nodded and took his hand, asking JARVIS for directions to the nearest party store.

They arrived at the party at seven on the dot. Loki was wearing a tight black spandex suit, cat ears and all, and Tony had come as Batman. Loki fiddled with the whip in his hand as they entered Steve and Pepper's apartment, a light blush on his cheeks.

"Are you sure I look okay in this? This is a womanish costume..." Tony snorted.

"Well duh, you're cat woman. But that's okay, you look sexy baby, don't even worry about it." The apartment wasn't really what Loki was used too, and he was quite shocked as he looked around at the small dwelling. Being an Asgardian prince, he had been used to a palace, and was just now getting used to the size of Tony's penthouse suit in Stark Tower. So to him, such a small housing was absolutely fascinating. A small smirk crossed Tony's lips as he watched Loki look around, so amazed at all his surroundings.