Disclaimer: None of this is mine except the story, by the way ;)
Chapter One
Tom finished cleaning the table and went to his room to take a shower, he had a busy day today. Half hour later he got out, dressed immaculately with a dark suit and a blue shirt. When he got to the dining room, everybody was already seated in the table.
"It was about time for you to come out" said a man in the principal chair. Anthony Stark, genius, inventor, philanthropist and playboy (even is he thought that nobody knew).
"I'm sorry" said Tom in a low voice, seated in the other side of the table, in front of him.
"What is it, Tom? Something important to do?" said the redhead with a bored voice and a mocking smile formed on her face "Oh, of course, you don't do nothing more than going to events and show your pretty face" Tom gritted his teeth and showed her a fake smile then returned to his meal without saying a word. Natasha Romanov o Natasha Barton, was Anthony's cousin and directed a fashion house really famous; her husband, Clint Barton, worked with Anthony in Stark Industries.
"Leave it, Tasha, after all, that's why he's here" said Tony with a bored voice, still eating. Tom didn't even notice the veiled insult, already used to this.
"Excuse me" said, leaving his meal almost the same and leaving the dining room, to get his coat and some papers.
"Tom, good morning" the dark haired man looked up and smiled to the blond girl.
"Good morning, Pepper, you look really good today" she snickered and smiled warmly.
"You look really handsome, are you going to the benefit meeting in the school for abandoned children?"
"Yeah, I was just leaving"
"Good, they'll be really glad to have you, they really need the help"
"Is not that I do much than appearing and delivering Anthony's check"
"At least you accept that you're useless" the both turned to see Natasha passing to the kitchen.
"Natasha, drop it" said Pepper curtly, the woman shrugged and continued his way "Don't listen to her, you know she's just mean"
"Doesn't matter, she's right, isn't she?" Pepper was about to complain but Tom shaked his head and formed a smile "I should go now, see you later, Peps" he left quickly, got in the elevator and sighed deeply when the door closed behind him
"You should put a stop to Natasha" said Pepper when they got to the office.
"Again with that Peps? Natasha's just making innocent jokes, is not like he needs to do a lot of drama for it"
"Her jokes aren't innocent at all and, above all, they stopped being jokes a long time ago. She likes to make him feel bad because she knows he'll never reply"
"If he can't defend himself, is not my problem" replied the dark haired man reading some contracts.
"He's your husband, Tony, of course is your problem" the man looked at her irritably and he was about to reply when the intercom interrupt them.
"Mr. Stark, Mr. Rogers' here with the paper you asked" his brown eyes shined instantly.
"Let him in, Maggie" Pepper had gone rigid when she heard the name and glared to the man who came into the office. Captain Steve Rogers, veteran, was now working with Tony in a civil construction project. And he was Tony's love "Pepper, take this contracts, they need a look in those clauses" the woman nodded rigidly, she threw an annoyed look to the blond and stalked out of the office "Steve" smiled the billionaire and greeted the man with a hungry kiss "I missed you last night"
"So did I..." whispered before separating a little "but I don't know if we should keep doing this, Tony... Pepper looks at me like she wants to kill me everything I'm here.
"You know she is Tom's friend but this has nothing to do with her, she won't tell no one"
"But Tony... you're married..." he said with a distracted voice because the genius was leaving bites along his jaw.
"I married Tom just because of my father and you know it" he kissed him again "Stop those insecurities, I want to be with you. Do you want to be with me?"
"Of course I do..."
"Then stop doubting"he said, finishing the topic and kissing hard, Steve answered in the same way.
Tom was looking out the car window while going to the school. His life in Stark Tower was anything but easy. Tom had been forced to marry Anthony because of his father, Odín; young, in his twenty, he tried to refuse but his father imposed his authority, forcing him anyway. Anthony didn't loved him, he never did, Tom was just a trophy for him, after all, Tom came from the Odinson family, a powerful and prestigious family. What better for their image than marry the younger son of the family? At the beginning, Tom was a little excited, thinking that maybe this marriage could work but he was quickly brought to reality; Anthony told him in their wedding night that their marriage was a fake, they would be the perfect couple in front of everybody but they'd make their own lives inside the house, the Stark Tower, that became his prison. Tom didn't loved Anthony neither, he respected him for his job and the image he represented but he knew the man, a drunk, playboy, hurtful in his words and even cruel. He could never love him.
"Mr. Tom, we're here" said Jarvis, the dark haired man sighed and got out of the car. His phone ringed in that moment.
"Yeah?"
"Tom, sweetheart" greeted his mother. Frigga was beautiful, kind and loving; Tom always loved his mother more than his father.
"Mom, how are you?"
"Fine, sweetie, really fine and how are you? Are you already in the school?"
"Just got here"
"Oh, I would like so much to go, those kids need a lot of help"
"I know, mom"
"I was calling to ask you if this weekend you can come to dinner, Thor and Jane would be here too"
"Oh, I..." Tom and Thor's relationship wasn't exactly great. Thor was a loving and overprotective brother but he could be conceited like a child and arrogant. Jane, on the contrary, was sweetness of woman, active and really really inteligente, in her three months of pregnancy, she could still manage her lab besides her husband (she thinks nobody knows about her pregnancy but she can't fool me) "Of course, mom, I'll be there"
"You think Anthony would come?"
"No" he answered quickly and grimaced "You know he's alway busy, mom"
"That's not excuse, darling, you're his husband" her mother tutted.
"I'll ask, okay? I guarantee nothing"
"Alright, sweetheart, take care of yourself, we'll talk later. I love you" the call ended and Tom put his phone in his pocket again with some regret.
"You shouldn't lie to Mrs. Frigga, sir" said Jarvis.
"And let her know that living in that tower makes me completely miserable? No, she'll worry too much without a reason. I can take it"
"Mr. Anthony can be really difficult sometimes, sir"
"I know, Jarvis, I know that really well" said and walked to the school.
He let out a weary sigh while leaving the table with no gentleness, he walked to his room in a fast pace and controlled himself to not throw the freaking door. Ugh, sometimes he wanted to scream. A little knock sounded in the door and he rolled his eyes before opened it to his brother, Chris.
"Are you okay?" asked the blond, walking into the room and closing the door behind him.
"Of course I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be okay? Is not like there's something wrong with this family" he said with black sarcasm and Chris sighed.
"Loki-"
"I know what you're gonna say, Chris and I don't want to hear it" he snapped, glaring at him.
"They're our parents"
"Really? 'Cause I had never see them worry about us"
"That's not true!"
"Chris, stop defending them, really" he said, rolling his eyes "It's us who bring the money to this house, at least you work in something that you like, I have to go to that magazine to interview stupid people that think that are better than me" he sighed strongly and grabbed his black blazer "I have to go"
"Loki-"
"I love you, Chris, but I can't say the same for our parents" he left quickly, without giving him the chance to answer.
"Good morning, sweetie, you look really cheerful this morning"
"Shut up, Darcy" said Loki as a greeting, the brunette just laughed.
"What happened today? Chris, parents, money?
"The last two are always in the same package and Chris is a love, I'd never be mad at him" the raven haired answered, sitting in his cubicle, Darcy seated in his desk in front of him.
"Today is friday, you can clear your head. We're going to the club with Johnny and Margo.
"Count me in" answered while organizing some papers "Today I have a contemporary art expo in the museum, after that I'll go to the bar"
"In a suit?"
"Oh, no, this time is casual dress, liberal artist or some crap like that" said Loki distractedly.
"I think Johnny'll ask me out today"
"Ugh, not again, Dar, I already told that Johnny doesn't do girls" the brunette rolled her eyes and ignored him while going to her desk.
"Not all can be gay, Lokes"said sarcastically.
"Not, but usually the ones you choose are" The woman throw him a ball paper but he dodged it moving to the side, laughing.
Tom felt completely tired but happy, the children had been really happy with the news that they could by more stuff for their school. He played with them, and read them stories, spending a really nice moment that allowed him to forget his reality at least for a few hours. He closed his dressing gown, took the pill that was in his night stand, swallowing it with some water. Then he walked out of the room, he walked for the place in silence until he reached to door across the hallway. He knocked silently and got in slowly when he was given permission.
"Go to the bed" Tom let out a silent sigh a walked to the king size bed that was in the middle of the room "In your usual position" the raven haired man gritted his teeth and took out his dressing gown before getting in his stomach.
Tony walked towards him, still looking the tablet in his hands, he grabbed the lubricant of his night table and took out his own dressing gown. Then he kneeled behind him, leaving to table by his side without stop looking at it and put some lubricant in his fingers. Tom clenched his jaw when he felt a sticky finger enter in him, he controlled his breath to relax his body and tried not to resist the invasion. Tony put another finger in, barely letting him get used to it before thrusting in and out for a few moments. He took them out completely and put lubricant on his erection, palming himself to make it firmer.
"Be still" by this time, Tom didn't needed that indication again. The invasion was fast and painful, the raven haired man bit the pillow and squeezed his eyes tightly, not letting any tear fall from his eyes. He fighted to control his body, forcing himself to relax but the pain was too much, every time his husband thrusted inside of him, he felt dirtier, like a cheap whore, an object. Tony moved wildly in him, wishing from his part to end this quickly, thinking in Steve, in the afternoon they spend together and he came inside of Tom with a low moan. The raven haired man felt relieved when Tony finally finished, all the low part of his body was in pain but he wanted to get out there fast "In a month we'll go to check on you. If you're not pregnant, we'll go to a specialist."
"Yes, Anthony" answered Tom, closing his dressing gown and leaving the room. When the door closed behind him, he ran to his room and locked the door. The tears he was holding, fell from his eyes, spilled on his cheeks and he bit his fist to quiet his cries. He never wanted this life, he hated this place with all his soul and he'd never bring a child to this horrible life, that's why he was taking pills before going to Tony's room. Jarvis backed him, the right hand of his husband cared about Tom and he understood, he protected him like he was family. Tom was feeling really tired but he knew that he'd have nightmares if his went to bed right. So he decided to go out tonight.
"You're going out, Mr. Tom" the raven haired man jumped slightly and smiled to Jarvis.
"Yes... I need to clear my head a little"
"Do you want me to drive you?"
"Would Anthony say something?"
"Mr. Anthony told me he doesn't need me for the night"
"Then yes, please" said Tom and they both leaved the place in silence.
"Where do you want to go tonight, sir?"
"Take me to a bar, I need a drink tonight, Jarvis" the housekeeper nodded and started the car. Tom spent all the way lost in his thoughts
"We're here, sir"
"Do you think they'd recognize me here, Jarvis?"
"I picked a discreet bar, sir, everything should be fine. Do you want to wait for you?"
"No, I'll call you when I want to leave" Jarvis nodded and Tom got out of the car, the guard in the door checked him up before letting him in. There was a lot of people inside and the music was loud, Tom moved clumsily and made his way to the bar "Whiskey in the rocks, please" he asked and the bartender nodded, preparing the drink. Tom sat in the high chairs of the bar and entertained himself looking around. It looked like a popular place but local, no big celebrities or anything like that, like he bars Anthony likes to go. This bar looked cheerful and comfortable.
"Here's the whiskey" said the bartender, sliding the drink to him, Tom payed and drank slowly. He felt relieved, the pain in his ass had dulled considerably but that wasn't what relieved him. He was glad to know that the intents were going to end now, he'll had to stop taking the pills for the blood test. He wouldn't bring Anthony's son to the world, he wouldn't exposed him to this awful life. He was hoping that Anthony would end this crusade and asked him for the divorce; his father'd blame him, of course, but Tom didn't mind, he wanted to be free again. A push distracted him and he almost spilled his drink on the counter.
"Oh, gods, I'm so sorry" said a masculine voice, Tom turned to tell him it was okay.
He freezed in the same instant. The man in front of him looked like an exact replica of him. He had his dark haired longer than his and his eyes were a shining green color but in everything else, he looked exactly the same, the skin colour, the hair, the lips, the cheekbones, he was his exact copy. The man must been surprised too because he hasn't move from the same spot and his mouth was slightly open while examining him repeatedly.
"Well..." said the man finally "This is surprising"
"Surprising... yeah..." said Tom, snapping out of the shock.
"Loki Hemsworth" the man introduced himself extending his hand.
"Tom Odinson" replied Tom, shaking his hand. Loki made a gesture to the bartender who nodded, then turned to Tom.
"Are you my lost twin?" Tom arched his eyebrows and let out a laugh.
"The last I knew was that only had one brother"
"Yeah, me too"
"This is surprising, we look exactly the same but the eyes colour"
"What are the possibilities of two men looking exactly the same to find each other in a bar?" said Loki and smiled, Tom smiled too. They both started to talk a little, telling each other little things about their lives until a girl called Loki "Oh, that's Darcy, I think Johnny already told her that he's gay. I must go" Tom snickered "What you think about meeting here tomorrow? I'd like to know more about my lost twin.
"Of course, I'll find you here" smiled Tom and Loki waved goodbye, rushing to the exit. "Really, what are the chances?" asked to himself. He grabbed his phone and texted Jarvis, he finished his drink and left the bar with a smile. He'd definitely come tomorrow to this place.
Tom covered his mouth, trying to stifle his laugh, Loki was looking at him with an amused smile. This was the fifth time they met in the bar, this had just moved naturally between them, not in a romantic sense, more like in a family sense, they make the other laugh and forget their lives for a few hours. That night they didn't stay long because Loki had to go to see a gallery in the morning and it was in the other side of town, so he needed to get up early, they both said goodbye, pacting to meet tomorrow again. Tom asked Jarvis to come for him, a big smile in his face all the time.
"You seem happy, sir"
"I think I am, Jarvis, Loki's a great person and is really funny to talk to him"
"I'm glad you have a new friend, Mr. Tom" the raven haired man just smiled widely while they walked into the tower, the elevator left them in the penthouse. The dropped his keys in the counter by the door and took out his jacket.
"Where were you?" Tom jumped and turned, Natasha looked at him with arched eyebrows.
"Got out" he replied, slightly defensive.
"You smell like cigarette and booze. Little Tom has been in a club?" she mocked and Tom clenched his hands.
"Good night, Natasha" said and left to his room. The redhead stared after him and turned to see Tony lean to the wall.
"It doesn't bother you that your husband is out in clubs when he's trying to get pregnant? I don't think alcohol would help" said the woman with malice before leaving. Tony made his way to Tom's room and opened the door without knocking. The raven haired man jumped and left his dressing gown in the bed.
"What is it, Anthony?"
"Are you stupid or what? Look, I give a damn with who you are with or what you do but if we can't have a baby because this outings, you'll pay it. From now, you can't go out in the night, understood?" he left the room with a bang. Tom was freezed in his place and let out a shaky breath. He reached for his phone and sent a text.
'I can't go to the club. Can we meet in a coffeeshop? You let me know. Good night. Tom'
He ran a hand through his hair and fell down in his bed, he wouldn't cry, he wouldn't be cowed, he wouldn't let Tony take the only good thing he had right now. His phone rang and he reached for it.
'Starbucks. Fifth Avenue. 5 o'clock. Loki'
Tom smiled, erased the text and went to sleep.
"Hi, Tom" smiled Loki while sitting. Tom offered him a smile "Is everything okay? Your message worried me yesterday"
"Why?" Loki arched an eyebrow.
"In the bar, you didn't had any problem to tell me we'll meet there but the next hour, you send me a text changing the place. That tells me you had a problem in your house. You didn't tell not to meet each other, just changed the place, so the problem was more the location and the time rather than disponibility. That means something or someone made you change your plans" Tom stared a few seconds then smiled sadly.
"You caught me, I guess"
"What is it, Tom?" the raven haired man sighed.
"It's a... kinda long story..." he ran a hand through his hair "My single name is Odinson, but my married name is Stark" Loki arched his brows.
"Stark? Like in Anthony Stark? Are you his husband?"
"Yes" he took a deep breath "My marriage with Anthony was fixed by my father, it didn't matter how much I refused, he didn't let me say no and forced me to marry him barely two years ago. I live with him in the Stark Tower and my life is... miserable in that place"
"Tom... does he treat you bad?" said Loki in a low voice, his eyes shining dangerously.
"No physically..."
"... but mentally, he does" he finished for him, a scowl in his face.
"Almost everybody in the tower does. Natasha, Anthony's cousin, hates me, she's always looking for a way to make me feel bad and humiliate me; Clint, her husband, never says anything to me when she's there but he's nice with me when there's no one around, I think Natasha have him under her power. Pepper is Tony's secretary and I adore her, she's a good friend. And then there's Jarvis, Tony's right hand in the administration of the tower, he takes care of me like a father and I'm really grateful to him because he's the only one that makes my life easier in that tower. But none of that can compensate the fact that I'm not there because I want to, I never thought my life would be like this and I hate it"
"What happened yesterday?"
"Anthony forbid me to go out, we're... he's looking for a child and going out to bars may lower the chances of getting pregnant" he scoffed "Like that's gonna happen"
"What you mean? You can't have children?"
"I can but I would never have Anthony's child, I'd never bring a child to this miserable life I live, it doesn't matter how much money Anthony has and how much I give him. My life would be forever tied to his, I could never leave him and won't do that. I trust that someday I'll find way to escape that place" Loki let out a little sigh.
"With that life of yours, you make mine sound like a blessing"
"How's your life?"
"Calm, I guess..." he doubted a little before deciding that Tom had just told him something really personal about him and that he trusts him to tell him this "My family used to be really poor, my parents... they weren't interested in things like money, they were hippies, I guess, things of nature and that crap. Chris and I grow up with very little and we made our best in school just to be better. I'm the older one so, when I finished school, I got a crappy job. I had a lot of awful jobs that could barely give me to live but then I found the job in the magazine, it was almost like a punch of luck. My paid got better, my schedule was flexible and I could give money to Chris for his studies. He tried to refuse but he's my younger brother, he always supported me in everything and I wanted for him to follow his dreams; he's a doctor now in a small clinic, a pediatrician" he finished, smiling proudly.
"You're right, my life sucks next to yours" he sighed.
"You're a great person, Tom, you should have an amazing life" Loki said, reaching for his hand, Tom smiled sadly. Loki had always been caring to others, his parents never cared for him or Chris so he played the role of the caring father. Not many people (actually, he could count just three) had had his deep concern, that type of concern that could make him do anything for thing. Tom became one those people, he was kind, sweet, funny and it was sad to see people trying to hurt him. Loki felt bad for him, he wanted to help him, he wanted to do something, he wanted... Loki's eyes light up while he looked at Tom with a sudden smile "Take my life"
"What?" asked Tom, confused.
"Take my life. I change my life, for yours" the raven haired man stared with his mouth open.
"Jarvis" the white haired man turned to look at Tom and he was surprised to see Loki by his side "The looks are amazing, right?"
"Right, sir"
"Jarvis, I need your help" The man looked between them.
Chris finished reading the last files and let out a big yawn, moving his neck from side to side and moaned quietly for the pain he felt in his back. Today had been a really busy day, the flu season had brought a lot of kids to his office and he almost didn't stop between kids but he liked his job, he liked to know that with his care and indications, those kids would be fine soon. A little knock in the door make him look up, a woman peered in and smiled.
"Hey, you" she greeted.
"Elsa" smiled Chris, standing from his desk and greeting his girlfriend with a kiss, the blonde smiled.
"Is your shift over? I thought it would be a great idea to remind you to eat"
"I'm famish" the blond said with a big smile "give me a sec to get my things" Chris took a few files and put them in his suitcase, leaving the office with the blonde. Elsa and him had been dating over two years, they met in college, they clicked almost instantly because they were similar and everybody thought that it was just a matter of time for they to get marry. Chris thought that too, that's why he's preparing his proposal.
"What about chinese food?" Elsa asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"I think is perfect" he answered, kissing her softly.
"Is a risky plan, sir" said Jarvis with a thoughtful look.
"I... need this, Jarvis" the man looked at him "You know how miserable I am in that house, even when I lived with my family I was miserable, always under my fathers wishes... I had never bee... free and Loki "he smiled to the green eyed man "... Loki offers me freedom, at least for a little time I can taste what is freedom"
"Sir-"
"Just six months, Jarvis, I promise I'll come back later and I'll do my husband's duty but just... just let me be free for six months"
"I'm not forbidding you anything, Mr. Tom..." Jarvis doubted a little but then he sighed "Alright, I'll help you" Tom smiled widely and Loki offered him a little smile
The next two weeks were full of meetings and texts, each teaching the other things about themselfs, actitudes, family, friends, jobs (In Loki's case), social duty (Tom's case). In the third week, they met in an abandoned house outside the city with Jarvis, they were really nervous and came in different cars. Loki had cut his hair just like Tom's and was dressed with a dark suit. Tom was with his hair to the side and comfortable clothes in green and black.
"Here's my cellphone, my keys, the keycodes and personal accounts"
"Tom, I already told you that I won't touch your money, you'll be doing my job after all, I can get my money and you can enjoy yours"
"I always wanted to work, Loki, to know what is to earn something by myself. Accept, please" Loki sighed and grabbed the things.
"These are my keys, my papers with my schedule, the alarms in my cellphone are already on, remember that I'm never late" Tom nodded seriously. They stared at each other and hugged "Enjoy your freedom"
"Thank you, I could never thank you enough"
"Don't worry. When you get back, I'll make everyone in your house respect you, I won't let anyone treat you bad again" Tom smiled widely.
"We'll be in touch" Loki nodded. Tom hugged Jarvis "Take care of him for me"
"Don't worry, Mr. Tom, everything would be okay" the raven haired man nodded, he threw a last look over his shoulder then got into the car and left.
"Alright... is show time" said Loki, clenching his hand nervously.
"This way, Mr. Loki, I'll take you to Stark Tower" Loki nodded and got into the car, Jarvis pulled away from the house and made his way to Loki's new life.
This first chapter is the longer of the story, I thought that it could be a good idea to translate this. Cheers!