"Loki... Loki, please open the door..." Thor kept knocking and nocking Loki's door but the raven-haired didn't move from where he was, big tears falling from his eyes "Loki, I'm so sorry..." Loki hid his face in his arms and bit his lip to keep himself from sobbing.
"Loki..." the raven-haired jumped and looked up to see his best friend climbing through his window, his dark hair was messy and his brown eyes also had traces of tears.
"Tony" said Loki, in a choked voice and stood to move against him, crying in each other's arms "They can't do it, you cann't leave, Tone, you can't leave me here" Loki sobbed, his voice breaking several times. Thor had stopped knocking, listening to the noise inside, he knew that only Tony could take him out.
"I have no choice, Loki, Dad already did all the paperwork, he got a school and all... I'm so sorry" the raven-haired closed his eyes tightly, dropping more tears.
"They can't separate us this way, Tony!"
"I know, I know, I'm so sorry..." the brown-haired whispered, resting his forehead on the raven-haired "But that doesn't mean will never speak again, Loki, we'll call each other and we'll send letters and... and we'll never be really far" Loki bit his lip.
"You promise, Tony? You promise we'll never lose contact? What we'll be friends forever?"
"Of course I promise, Lokes, I'll never stop being your friend" the raven-haired stared at him, seeing the sincerity reflected in the brown eyes and nodded.
"I believe you, Tony, I will always believe you"
"I've brought you something to eat" Thor said, entering his brother's room with a tray. The raven-haird tried to smile but it came out only a half-hearted gesture. It brokes Thor's heart to see him like that, Loki was too young to have a broken heart but at his thirteen years, his brother was more mature than most, even him that was four years older. Tony had left two weeks ago, and although the boys talked every day, sometimes three times, that didn't seem to be enough for him, Loki had taken refuge in his room all the time and as his mother knew by Mary Stark, Tony wasn't much better.
"Thank you, Thor" Loki whispered, trying to form in himself the desire to eat.
"Loki... you know that I know how much you caer about Anthony and how much he means to you but... I worry, Loki" he said, and Loki could see in the blue eyes how worried his brother was.
"I'm sorry, Thor, I didn't wanted to worry you" he said quietly.
"Not that you don't want to worry me, Loki, I will always worry about you, you're my younger brother" he said with a slight smile. Loki sighed.
"It's just that... Tony was always there, since forever, we grew up together, he's the only friend I have that I can really trust and... I feel that, in one way or another, I'm losing that" he admitted in a low voice, his eyes filling with tears.
"You and Anthony are connected in such a special way, Loki, that is impossible for a bond like yours to be broken by something as common as the distance. Listen, Loki, and believe me, Tony and you may be separated for many years but what binds you in the heart, no one will ever break" Loki felt a warmth in his chest by the words of his brother and hugged him.
"Thank you, Thor" the blond smiled sweetly, his eyes bursting with adoration for his little brother.
"Whenever you need me, I'll be here for you, Loki" the raven-haired nodded.
Tony walked the streets of Londres, the rain would begin to fall at any moment (if he could be guided by the dark clouds that hung over his head) and he had to find some place to take refuge. The brown-haired spotted a small café and ran towards it as the first drops began to fall, Tony shook his coat and sat down at a table, ordering a coffee and a small dessert. His mother always got mad at him for drinking coffee, she said that he was too young to be taking that but Tony adored it, he liked the bitter taste in his throat and it make him laugh that his father supported him, keeping him a cup of coffee in his workshop so his mother wouldn't caught him. Tony sighed as he took a sip, watching the drops fall against the window. It had been a month since he left New York and he missed it every day, he missed Loki specifically, the streets seemed a little sad without the presence of his friend, each time he felt that these phone calls were more inadequate and at times depression makes him wonder whether it would be better to cut all communication and start a new life. But he would never break the promise he made to Loki, he knew he just had to finish school to return and he would do anything to achieve that, he needed to go back and be there, the pain he had in his chest since he left his friend at the airport hadn't faded but Tony was too young to understand these feelings, he knew that there was something special that bound him to Loki.
"Tony?" the brown-haired jumped, turning. A boy with brown hair and shy appearance greeted him, approaching.
"Oh, Bruce" he waved. Bruce was the only friend that Tony had made since arriving here, the guy was retracted, very smart and a comfortable company, he was never going to be able to take Loki's place but Tony was beginning to think that he was ok as a friend.
"Hiding from the rain?" he said with a hint of fun.
"Got me" replied the dark-haired, smiling. Both engaged in a simple conversation and Tony was feeling more comfortable, the pain hadn't left but it had softened a bit, he might be able to support a life here.
Perhaps.
