Hellfire

Forget

Notes:

So Hellfire is coming closer and closer to the end (no worries, we still have quite some chapters to go, still though...)
So my brain inevitability started to conjure new ideas for new fics.

One being a High school AU where Howard and Maria Stark lovingly raised there son, Tony, who will help his fellow classmate Steve with his grades. What makes the blond so quiet and apathetic? What horrid secrets lurk in the house of Rogers?

Second is a story in which Tony has a kid, Peter, and Steve has a kid, Bucky. They meet and slowly but surely Tony makes his way into Steve's world. A world filled with domestic abuse, angst and a soldier trying to fight for his kid.

Both stories are Stony, both are as sad as they are loving and fluff. ... and, now that I look at it, both having the amazing Tony Stark to the rescue! Does any of this pique your interest? I am also open to suggestion... Or I could start writing my own book! A story of a Kingdom slowly being devoured by the Seven Deadly Sins and a brave fellowship trying to stop it.

So many options! Please share your thoughts with me and let me know!
But first; here's chapter 25 of Hellfire - Forget

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Steve took his time driving home, making sure to spend as much of the night on the road. He wanted to show Loki the city that never sleeps, the streets he used to call home though he could now hardly recognize them.

He peeked over his shoulder from time to time, finding the god glancing around in absolute wonder. Loki stared at all the passing skyscrapers and countless neon lights, the colors reflecting on the face-shield of his helmet.

The blond thought back to their date and the kiss they shared. A moment he wished he could hold forever as it was absolute bliss.

Yet, for reasons Loki would not share, turned south within a split second.

Steve could still vision the raven's horrified gaze, every muscle turning to stone before he threw his arms around the blond. He could still feel the god's tight grip on his body, holding him still even though he tried to move away.

The split second of quiet distress that back then surged through the mortal's heart still lingering in his chest.

He looked over his shoulder once more, a smile forming on his face as he saw Loki stare at the passing street performers. He seemed so happy and at ease, a state Steve has barely seen since the day they met. It was when Loki's arms moved a little snugger around his waist that he concluded that the raven had never meant to scare or hurt him.

They stopped halfway home at a drive-through, Loki's mind barely processing the concept of being able to order and eat dinner without even leaving a car. It was something Steve was hardly used to either, his first time visiting one being with Clint, Bruce and Tony after only a week of being in the twenty-first century. Although he had some trouble adjusting to the concept, he did remember all the laughter as Tony and Clint argued over who would order first while Bruce just kept apologizing to the staff.

He wanted Loki to experience this Earthly practice as well, ordering them both a simple strawberry milkshake and a cheeseburger.

The two men didn't return home until the sun was already starting to show its early morning colors. They moved without sound, like thieves in the night trying not to wake anyone. Steve held the god's hand, guiding him along as Loki was still busy kicking off his boots. The captain could not help but laugh at the raven's Cheshire grin, his green eyes glistening with mischief in what little light lingered through the tower.