Proof that Tony Stark Has a Heart ~ Frostiron

Five Weeks

"Multiple times, actually."
Loki hung his head back tiredly. "I really want that to happen right now."

Tony looked confused. "So wait. What did they do to you?"

Loki looked at Tony. "Every cut and bruise on my body. That's what they did to me."

"Oh." Tony hesitated. "Well you look like you're starving."

Loki's head popped up. "What?"

"I said, you, look, like, you're, starving. Do you want anything, like a doughnut or something?"

Loki looked baffled. "Yeah, Yes. YES."

Tony froze and starred at Loki. Loki looked down. "S-sorry. It's just I haven't been given food in a few months."

"Well yeah I can see that. You literally look like a skeleton."

Loki looked at his hands. "Really? I didn't think it was that bad...."

"Yeah, no. Loki you are as thin as a pencil."

"Oh. Well can I have that doughnut?"

"Yeah hang on let me get it." Tony opened a small pantry and pulled out a pink and white cardboard box. He opened it and held it in front of Loki. Loki just took one and took a giant bite.

He ate it in about five seconds.
Loki smiled like a child at Christmas. "Oh, thank you Stark. There really is no end to your kindness."

"Loki all I did was give you a doughnut."

Loki stopped. He looked at Tony. "Stark nobody has been this nice to me in about five months."
He looked down, his eyes glossy. "I'm really sorry for... well everything. I was power hungry and didn't look at what I had. I had to impress someone."

"Impress someone? Who exactly were you 'impressing'?"

"I don't wish to talk about it."

Loki closed his eyes.

Tony picked up on this. "Loki how long has it been since you last slept?"

Loki deeply sighed. "I don't know, awhile."

"Like a week?"

"No, no, longer than that. I, umm, probably a couple of months."

"A couple of MONTHS? Geez Loki how badly did these guys torcher you?? You can sleep here if you want to!"

Loki looked up at Tony. "Stark, why are you helping me?"

Tony opened his mouth to talk. But he closed it again. He looked at the floor, than back at Loki. "I've never seen someone so thin in my life, Loki. I don't know how you're still alive. But I certainly wouldn't do that to anyone. Not even you. I probably would have just killed you, but ya know. I mean, not that I'm going to do that now don't think that. I'm just- aww Loki please don't cry."

Loki wiped his eyes, tears running down his cheeks while shakily saying, "I'm not crying,"

Tony smiled. "Here let me give you a room int the tower and you can sleep for as long as you want. Just don't wreck the place, but I really don't think you can do that at this point."

Tony picked up Loki and brought him to an area in the tower with a few bedrooms. He carried Loki into one of the rooms and put him on the bed. Loki tiredly closed his eyes and almost immediately fell asleep.
This had been the only time in month that he had truly felt safe. He didn't have the pain of being tortured lingering with him.

Tony Stark.
Loki had sworn Tony hated him. But he was just wrong.