Kneel Before Loki [A Loki Romance]

Just two men bonding

Loki's POV

Loki looked at himself in the mirror. "WHAT FOR SANITY'S SAKE did you do to my hair?!", he said with a trembling voice, incapable of turning his gaze away from his reflection in the mirror. "Oh come on, that haircut was long overdue... And since when do you even know how to spell sanity?", Tony said shrugging, looking all innocent. Loki gritted his teeth and shook his head disbelievingly, close to freaking out. "I AM NOT TALKING ABOUT THE HAIRCUT!" "Right." Tony obviously sensed Loki's instability and the fact that he was walking on a very dangerous edge. Good. "Oh. That. Well... You know black just isn't that fashionable this summer, so I thought switching looks might-" He was roughly interrupted by Loki grabbing his throat and lifting him up in the air. "I kinda feel a deja-vu right now-" He broke up as Loki squeezed harder. "You know, I think it really suits you! You look cute and-" "CUTE?!", Loki growled. "I am the god of mischief. I don't look cute." He spit the word out as if it was a disease. Then he looked at the mirror again, breathing heavily. "Want a paperbag?", Tony asked friendly, "Jarvis recommended them to me. They help, just breathe in and then make them pop-" Loki scoffed at the idea. "I. Am. Not. Breathing. In. A. PAPERBAG!", he said slowly and angrily. "...Want that drink now?", Tony pressed out of his throat hopefully. Loki frowned, then he released Tony. "That might actually be a tremendous idea." "See?! I told you a few drinks and the world looks like a completely different place..." Tony went to a cupboard and grabbed a bottle and two glasses. "Not that weak mortal brew you call 'alcohol'. God's aren't affected from that for the slightest." Loki moved his hand and the glasses filled with some kind of limpid liquid. "Woah. And he can make high-procent alcohol appear.", Tony murmured, smelling on the liquid. "It's not poisoned, is it?" Loki smirked, a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. "No promises." Tony made an appreciating face and took a sip, then he started coughing. "That's some strong stuff, man!" Loki laughed, emptying his glass with one sip. "It's a bit stronger than what you mortals are used to." Suddenly, he frowned and swayed a bit. "Umm... didn't you forget about one thing?", Tony said, emptying his glass too. Loki shot him a glare. "And-wwhat would that bee?" Tony sighed as the asgardian alcohol started to hit on him too. "You are in the form of a human, buddy." Realisation flickered on Loki's face, then slight fear. "...Oh damn."

Isabelle's POV

1 Day Later

I sighed as I watched the seconds tick by. "Do you think they killed each other?", I finally asked Natasha. She shrugged the thought away, but I could tell that she was really worried too. "The fight would have been in the news, wouldn't it?" She pointed at the TV. She had a point there. Yesterday, the Avengers had confronted me with the fact, that Tony had sought a confrontation with Loki and hold him capture if he had the chance to. Since he hadn't returned since last afternoon and couldn't be found using every tracking program in existance (and they obviously hacked themselves even into the Pentagon) they asked me if I had an idea about Tony's current abode. Which I didn't. Neither did I know something about Loki's, which worried me even more. Why was my father that overprotective? I knew what I was doing. ...Most of the time. I sighed. Suddenly, a man with black hair and glasses entered my living room and caught everybody's attention. Strange. I couldn't remember inviting him in at any time of this stressfull day. Well I actually also didn't remember allowing five big guys in colorful fight suits to invade my chaotic and slightly to small for all of us living room, so... "SON OF COUL?", I heard Thor saying surprised. "ARE THERE ANY NEWS ON THE BEHALF OF MY BROTHER AND OUR DEAR FRIEND TONY?" Way to go, Thor. The Son-Of-Coul guy looked a bit traumatized. He took the remote and switched senders. "I think you should see this." Everybody's gaze immediately focused on the TV. And what we saw there, made us gasp in disbelief. "...What the actual fuck?" Captain America summed up quite well what all of us were probably thinking. "Language!", Bruce Banner mouthed for some reason, eyes still glued on the screen. Wait, was this really happening? And all of this time I had imagined Loki and my dad laying on the ground, bloody and lifeless, maybe buried under exploded iron suits or something. The truth was so far away from that.

The news lady made an excited face.
"And here, for all of you who haven't seen the video going viral on youtube today- yesterday was quite a day for our favourite hero and billionaire Tony Stark, also known as Iron Man!"
Her colleague, an obviously gay man laughed a high-pitched, excited laugh. "Oh, what a NIGHT, guys... Mr. Not-that-tall, but dark and handsome has been spotted at several places, partying like in old days! But that is not the only reason why we are all excited about his wild men's night yesterday..." "Oh no!", the woman took over, smiling smugly. "He was accompanied by an incredibly handsome blonde man, whose identity is still unknown! Here we have some of the pictures... It looks like they are more than friends actually..." The photo showed an incredibly dashing man with short, blonde hair in black trousers and a white shirt having his arm on Tony's shoulder while Tony had his around the other man's waist. Both were laughing, looking like they overly enjoyed themselves. The blonde man looked surprisingly like Loki. Oh my god, this couldn't be real. I could practically hear the thoughts of the Avengers. This did not look like they were mortal enemies at all. And why was Loki's hair blonde and short? I had to admit, I liked this look. Shorter hair brought out his amazing facial features and emphasized his cheekbones. The blonde softened his face, giving him an even more irresistible look... The annoyingly high voice of the news man interrupted my swooning. "According to the eyewitnesses, they visited numerous clubs, even pole-dancing in a gay bar. It isn't confirmed if the choice of bar was an accident-" The voice of the guy reached undiscovered highnesses while showing pictures of Tony and Loki, shirtless dancing on stage, drinking bottles of alcohol. I guess this was the first time ever Thor choked on his own spit. Natasha patted him on the back absent-mindedly. The others were still too overwhelmed for any reaction. ...What?! Nit that I didn't enjoy seeing another side of Loki, a more relaxed and even happy side, but... Tony had intended to arrest him at least, didn't he?! Even I didn't know what I was watching at the moment, but a not that small, hopeful part of myself got really happy at the thought of my father and Loki getting along that well. Even if it was in a gay bar. "... made numerous women faint... And the genius action that made people all over the world go crazy: the two of them were finally arrested in Manhattan for 'accidentally' destroying a high-class ware house. How this happened is probably never gonna be sure, but eyewitnesses spoke of 'two flailing guys falling from the sky'." The guy continued with: "Is it finally raining men, ladies, or were they skydiving and didn't get the security instructions? We can now only guess-" Okay. It was clear. If they ever got their asses out of jail, I would kill them.