A/N: They're back! I've got a story of fluff and drama alike. I hope you join me through the journey and enjoy it!
The Avengers, Loki, Iron Man, or anything of the like. Just the thoughts inside my head. And taking some personal freedoms with mythology and lore.
Tony's thumb spun the gold band around his ring finger, nail dipping in the green inlay every so often, as he chewed on the end of his pen. He needed a plan of attack. That plan should not include him sitting in his workshop, avoiding the topic. Maybe he should have asked Thor before he had gone back to Asgard, he should know, considering he was going through the same thing.
Tony needed to broach the subject of the actual wedding with Loki, and he was not afraid to admit to himself that he was scared. They both had rings, Tony had gotten the official blessing from Odin, and the tearful one from Frigga. Five years on and Tony was afraid they were going to be that couple that everyone talked about, the ones that made a career out of being engaged. People like his darling daughter. His oldest.
Tony took a breath and let his feet drop to the ground as he got up. Maybe if he told Loki that Thor and Sif were planning their own wedding it would help. Or bite him in the ass and they'd wait another three years.
He was about to pass through the living room he stopped and backed up. He saw a pair of socked feet hanging over the arm of the couch and walked in silently. Loki was on the couch, on hand behind his head, the other holding onto something bright green on his chest. Tony quickly pulled out his phone and held it up, getting a few pictures. He slowly started to circle around and got a picture of Loki with a four year old girl on his chest, legs scrunched so that her bum was in the air, body covered with a bright green blanket, Loki's hand on her back.
"Take one more picture and you shall be needing a new phone," Loki whispered when Tony had started to lean in. Tony just grinned and put the phone back in his pocket. "What time is it?"
"Almost 3, sleeping beauty." Tony sat down on the edge of the coffee table, just watching them.
"She has been asleep for almost 2 hours, would you like to wake her?" Loki's green eyes opened to watch Tony.
"And ruin this precious moment between you and Emma? No, no, you're always were he favorite place to sleep." Tony grinned and Loki rolled his eyes. "I'm sure she had a big day today at the park with Dad anyway, she's probably pretty tired."
"This is true, but you can move her to her bed if you wanted to talk." Tony raised an eyebrow. "It was obvious that you were looking for me. She should be moved anyway so she'll be more comfortable."
"Her or you?" Tony snickered and he leaned over picking her up gently. Her black hair flopped over her shoulder and into Tony's face as he rested her head on his shoulder. Emma Rose Stark had been born looking just like a little female Loki clone. Loki claimed that it was his turn since Kaia looked so much like Tony. Emma loved green, her stuffed snake, and her taller Dad to use as a cushion.
Tony walked down the hall to Emma's room, hopping a little to move the blanket back with his foot without waking up the toddler. She had used Kaia's old crib when she was younger, but slept in her own, custom framed, bed now. Loki had gotten some of the craftsmen up in Asgard to make it special for her, much to Tony and Emma's delight. Emma also loved Asgard.
Putting Emma down Tony went to get up but stopped when he felt resistance. Emma was holding onto his shirt in her sleep with one hand the other around her snake.
"You're going to be as strong as your Dad too, aren't you?" He sighed a little and gently started to pry her little fingers from his shirt. "Night Flower," he kissed her forehead and left the room as silently as he entered, headed back to the living room. He saw that Loki had managed to push himself up, stretching his arms out, on the couch and he ran and jumped on the couch. He wrapped his arms around Loki's waist, putting his head in his lap and grinned up at him, showing off his teeth, as Loki glared down at him.
"Hello, love of my immortal life." Loki snorted a little, and 'accidentally' jabbed Tony's side with his knee. "I think that maybe, perhaps, just a thought, it might be time to start planning that little thing of ours called a wedding. Since I'm sure we have to have a ceremony on Asgard as well as down here, it isn't something that we should really wait on, and-" Tony stopped talking when Loki placed a finger on his lips.
"Yes, I thought so as well." Tony raised his eyebrows in surprise a little. "I have a time frame as well. I was thinking perhaps eight months from now." It was early June and Emma had just finished her first year of school.
"Hey, that's great! I didn't picture you as a summer wedding sort of person anyway." Tony smiled, finger drawing math equations on his stomach. "Why so specific though?"
"Well, our new addition will already be with us by then, and I won't have to worry about my clothes being the right size." Tony's finger stopped and he blinked. "Oh, I think I forgot to mention that I'm with child again." Loki grinned.
Gabby ruffled her hair and sighed, dropping her cheek on her book. She let out a soft moan and smiled whens he felt strong hands start to rub her back. "Oh, that feels so good, please don't stop."
"This is supposed to be muscle here, not rock," Steve raised an eyebrow. "I think perhaps you are too stressed." Gabby snorted.
"Understatement, Rogers. Getting a Masters degree is hard," she closed his eyes when Steve worked out one of the knots in her back. "Although you have been a big help the past year, and I love you even more for it." Steve chuckled a little.
"How about you take the rest of the night off?" Steve kissed the back of her neck. "You're stressed and you literally just dropped your head on your desk, I think you need a break, a nice evening."
"Oh, but if we go out then I'll have to actually fix my hair, and get dressed, oh and then makeup, and-" She blinked when Steve put a finger on her lips.
"I made dinner, sweetheart. All you have to do is pull yourself from this office and out to the kitchen." Steve took her hands, pulling the books away and closing them, the pencil in between to keep her place. The two had finally decided to move in together after Gabby had gotten a job as a TA on campus. Steve had suggested it after she told him the news and it didn't take a long to find a two bedroom apartment with an office. They had been living there for over a year but it hadn't taken them long to turn the second bedroom into a bigger office for Gabby while Steve had the other room.
Gabby wrinkled her nose a little then lifted her head back up. "Oh alright, how can I say no to those baby blues? They get me every time." She laughed when Steve took her other hand and practically lifted her out of the chair. "You're too good to me sometimes."
Gabby padded out in socked feet, yoga pants and tank top, to see the tale set with a nice dinner set with candles, and even a blue tablecloth. "You really have outdone yourself, Mr Rogers. What's the special occasion?"
Steve spun her a little with one hand and kissed her lightly. "I admit to having an ulterior motive to tonight, but I hope that it's something that you'll enjoy as well." Gabby tilted her head to the side and watched a flash of nervousness go through Steve. "We've been together for a while now, almost 7 years." Gabby hummed in agreement. "I can say for certainty that I have never felt this way about anyone else before." Steve reached into his pocket and started to go down on one knee Gabby's eyes widened a little. "I love you, and would be deeply honored and happy if you would marry me."
"Holy shit." Gabby slapped a hand over her mouth then let out a laugh under her palm. "I mean, yes of course I will, yes!" She smiled and squealed a little when Steve stood up and slipped a ring on her finger. "Oh my god, I forgot to even look at the ring! You said I didn't need to look nice!" Steve laughed and kissed her. She brought her hand up and bit her bottom lip. On her left hand was a silver band with a small round diamond, two sculpted leaves on either side dotted with tiny diamonds, with a sapphire next to the leaves. "Steve, this is gorgeous! And you remembered my favorite color!" She jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck, grinning when he caught her.
"I don't want you to worry about this on top of getting your degree," Steve told her and he rubbed her sides. "You graduate in August, so I thought that we could have a late winter wedding, giving plenty of time to do the planning without worrying about your thesis."
Gabby moaned and dropped her head on his shoulder. "I have the best fiance ever. Oh my god!" Her head popped up and she grinned. "I get to say fiance!" Steve grinned and kissed her.