'I first met Loki Odinson in a coffee shop the night after I turned 17, he was almost 16 and in the same year as me in school. I'd never noticed him before, afterwards I wondered how I had missed him, but he liked to go unnoticed back then, and Loki got what he wanted. It was late when I entered the coffee shop, and he was the only other customer so I ordered my cappuccino and sat next to him, he didn't seem to notice me, but he didn't notice anything when he was drawing. It was a good drawing, excellent even. I didn't mind, I was tired so I just pulled out my tablet and started to work on some designs. It was peaceful, neither of us spoke but after an hour or so of non-stop coffee, a strong cappuccino for me and varied lattes for him, he left. I guess that was the start of our relationship.'

Prologue

Odin Allfather was descended from a long line of Scandinavian aristocrats, and everyone loved him, they practically worshiped the ground he stepped on. They loved him even more when he moved into politics, they had expected it. However after a few years of ruling the roost, he decided to take a few steps down and moved to America as the Swedish ambassador (he wasn't going to step down that much in the world) and (being a family man he was) his family moved with him.

They were a tight knit family that consisted of Odin (of course), his wife Frigga who was a thoughtful woman who believed family was everything, Thor the oldest son who was everyone's hero with his golden locks and big muscles that didn't seem to interfere with his brain and Loki the youngest who was well just strange. He was beautiful, in his own way with diamond cheekbones and piercing eyes, he had a long and far too slim to be healthy figure. He could dance like an angel and his artworks often rendered men speechless. He was beyond mere cleverness, and had a way with words that made his father seem like a drunk, and what did he get for all of this? Hate. And hurt, and misery. You see, Loki Odinsons brain didn't work like that of normal persons, he couldn't do math he couldn't comprehend science and physics was a blur of numbers and letters. He looked at the page, he read the question, he thought about it, he tried, but in the end all the numbers and letters ended up jumbling into one long blur, and his thoughts would instantly go back to dance steps and brush strokes. He wasn't dyslexic, his doctor had decided that back when he got his grade 4 report card back, his head just didn't work properly.

This would part of the factor in him meeting Tony Stark, just a few weeks after the coffee shop incident. Loki was failing Maths, bottom Maths ('stupid Maths' as many students would say). So his Maths teacher gave him a tutor, Anthony Stark, who was the schools pride and glory. He practically ran his father business at the age of 17 and was possibly smarter than the rest of the school put together excluding his friend Bruce Banner and of course Loki himself (only an idiot would say that Loki wasn't intelligent, he just couldn't do maths). Tony and Loki knew each other by this point, well Tony still didn't know Loki's name, but they both drank coffee together every afternoon where Loki would draw and Tony would work. They had even managed to have had 5 conversations by this point (not that either boy was counting or anything) and they knew each other.

Loki knew that Tony's father hit him, that his mother had died 3 months ago in a car accident and that he consumed more alcohol than he did coffee. Likewise Tony knew that Loki had tried to commit suicide 2 times, that his therapist of two weeks thought he was a lost case and that he owed two hundred dollars to Thanos, the local dealer. Loki knew that Tony had an ego the size of his mental capacity, and Tony knew that Loki was the personification of 'compulsive liar'. So yes by this point they knew each other, even if Tony didn't know Loki's name and Loki only knew Tony's because he watched the news, which meant that Tony was completely surprised when he found out that Loki was his new 'student' because how could someone as smart as Loki be failing 'stupid' Math.

Over the next 2 months they Tony learnt Loki's name, that he was a dancer/artist and that trying to teach him maths was a lost cause, Loki in turn learnt what Stark Industries actually did, that Tony was a sex crazed monster with no real preference and that Tony was easy to manipulate into doing his homework for him. The month after that, by now Loki's math teacher had realized that these lessons were more social for both boys and had stopped them, Tony had learnt (after stumbling across all the pictures of handsome men in Loki's sketchbook) that Loki was gay, and Loki had learnt that Tony was a terrible dancer. Two weeks after that it was Loki's birthday, at which he came out to his parents. Tony now considered them friends (best friends on a good day) and so did Loki (not that he would ever admit it to anyone). One month after that they had shared their 7th kiss (not that either of them were counting or anything) and officially started dating. Over the next 8 months (during which they started their senior year) they became inseparable, Tony now drank more coffee than alcohol and didn't go out partying every other night and Loki no longer owed Thanos anything and his therapist said that things were looking up.

Everything has to end though and their story (well to be more accurate, the first part of their story) ended there, the night that Loki's parents admitted that he was adopted, truthfully? He had suspected this for a long time, but it still hurt. That night he cried into Tony's arms before leaving again at 2 am. When Tony awoke, six hours later, he woke up to a large cardboard box at the foot of his bed, jam-packed with sketch books (ones that Tony has to steal before he could look at) and he knew that Loki was gone. He had rushed over to the Odinson manor, only to find a crying Frigga, a teary eyed Thor and an Odin who appeared to be in shock. Everything was gone, his dancing gear, the art supplies, money, the emergency drug supply that Tony knew Loki kept so well hidden, everything except the photo next to Loki's bed, the one that Thor had somehow snapped during a winter kiss in the park. It took Tony days (a long time for Tony Stark) to figure out why Loki has left the picture, it was because Loki knew he was going to see Tony again. At least, that's what Tony told himself.

Disclaimer; You just read my shitty prologue, do you really think I had anything to do with the Avengers?