Obey your king (Tony x Loki)

18

A week. That's how long it took the hospital to stablise Tony. However, just because he was stable didn't mean he was awake. Everyone was praying that he woke up soon. They may not get on with him a lot of the time, but all the Avengers really cared about Tony.

Even Nick Fury was with Tony. As much as he was blaming Tony for being in this position in the first place, he really did not want him to die. The Avengers are his team. They are his 'children'. And seeing one of them like this was hurtful. He would have gone and personally kicked Loki's ass if Bruce and Steve hadn't have stopped him. Not that Loki would have stopped him. He was busy worrying himself into depression and feeling sorry for himself.

Tony's eyes opened slowly. He groaned and coughed. When he woke he was alone. He looked around.

"Loki?" He asked. When he got no reply he frowned deeply. He started to tear up as he remembered what happened.

Steve walked into the room and dropped his coffee.

"Tony, you're awake!" He hugged him tightly. Tony grunted when the captain gripped him.

"I want Loki." He said quietly.

"Tony, Loki is in prison." Steve said. A look of sympathy on his face.

"I don't care. I want to see him."

"Do you really love him?" Steve asked, he was looking at the mark on Tony's neck. Tony nodded. Steve let out a sigh. "Then I guess it's your choice what happens then."

"Thank you."

"When they say you can leave, I will take you to see him."

Tony made a quick recovery. The want and need to see Loki, driving him to get better. Steve kept his promise to him, and took him to see Loki.

The God was sat in his cell. The guards laughing at him again. They hadn't fed him in the month which they has held him here. He had lost a lot of weight. Loki constantly looked worried. No one had told him that Tony had woken yet.

"What are you laughing at?" Tony's voice could be heard. "Is there something funny? Perhaps you would like to share?"

The guards shut up. Loki covered his ears. He didn't believe that it was actually Tony.

"Mr Stark. You're alive?" A guard asked. He came into the view of Loki and the God's jaw dropped (with his hands)in disbelief.

"You're not really here. You're just my imagination..." Loki said. Tony frowned, looking at how weak the God was now.

"It's me, Loki. I'm really here." He put his hand on the God's cheek to prove it. Loki's hand rose over Tony's.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, tears filling his eyes. "I'm so sorry."

"Stop apologising." Tony said. "What's done is done."

"I shouldn't have done it." Loki teared up. Tony wiped them from his cheeks as they fell.

"Why did you do it?"

"I didn't have a choice..."

"I meant stab me..."

"I blanked out briefly."

"Do you love me? Really? Do you actually love me? Or where you just using me?"

"I actually love you." Loki looked down. "I really do."

"I trust you."

"I don't deserve your trust."

"I know, but I love you too."

Loki looked at him very lost. He was even more lost when Tony kissed him.