Trick of The Light

Rated T

Wasn't sure whether or not to leave this as a oneshot, but I just keep writing! :enjoy:

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"Fuck you Tony Stark!" The God of Chaos roared atop the Avengers HQ. Tony stood between an angered God and his entire team. This was not going to end well.
"Loki, listen to me, this isn't what you think. Please just-"
"Fuck you and fuck all your pretty little words. I see how it is! You were just waiting until my guard was down before calling your friends to try and lock me away again. I knew it, I KNEW! You-You..!" He screamed, his voice beginning to taper out as the diatribe lost momentum, he didn't know what else to say. The tears pricking the backs of his eyes however forced him to stop and collect himself. He had been screaming blue murder at the man decked in red and gold for the past twenty minutes, regardless of the fact his entire team stood directly behind them, mouths agape in shock and confusion. Thor had remained silent, stopped from interrupting by a warning glare from Natasha. Steve just didn't have a clue, his idea of relationship and theirs were two completely different things, his being rooted firmly in the past where two men would not be stood on a rooftop screaming about their feelings for each other. All in all, he couldn't quite get his head around it. Banner and Clint stared dumbfounded at the on going spectacle and glanced at each other occasionally, just to make sure they were both still definitely on the same page and not going mad.

"Loki please, just listen! I had no idea what Fury was up to, I didn't know he knew you were here! He told me there'd been a reporting of you in the area, and he thought you must have somehow infiltrated the building. I had no idea until they radioed in telling me they had you cornered. I swear it Loki! I would never do that to you!" Tony pleaded, his arms spread wide, fear etched across every line on his face. He'd left the visor down, but in Loki's current state he didn't trust himself to escape from this unscathed if he removed his suit too soon.
The tricksters face paled as he clutched his ruined staff to his chest, breath ragged from his screaming session. His hands trembled with uncertainty.
He was a master of lies. He could spot a terrible liar a mile away, and Stark was such a one. He didn't bother with lies when he could hide behind walls of sarcasm and stupid insults. And right now, Loki couldn't see any trace of falsehood beneath the other mans words. Dropping the staff to his feet he shook his head. In a flash of red and gold, cold, metal arms had him by the shoulders and two lips pressed firmly against his own. Wrapping his leather bound arms around the shorter mans neck he broke away from the kiss, resting his head against Starks brow so he could stare him in the eyes.
"You swear to me Stark, you swear to me that this wasn't you. You swear down on your life, on the lives of your friends and the ones that you love and you promise me that you had no part in this and I will believe you. But if you lie to me, and I will discover if it is a lie or not, then I will bring this world to ruin and I will having you screaming for death before the end." The God hissed, lips pulled back into an almost feral snarl.

Tony would have been terrified, had it not been for the tears that threatened to spill from those glorious jade eyes.
"Well that certainly is something to think about sweetheart." He replied casually, allowing an easy smile to mask his troubled features. Loki punched him in the arm and cupped the shorter mans face with pale, trembling hands.
"You swear Tony?" He asked again, his voice both soft and steel edged, one big juxtaposition. The man in the metal suit laughed and nodded.
"I swear it, Loki. Now I think we might have some explaining to do to that fine assortment of people over there. And you also might have to restrain your brother, because I sure as hell want to walk away from this in one piece. Well?" He asked light-heartedly to cover the rising panic in his voice. This is not how he wanted the others to find out. This is definitely not how he wanted the others to find out. He was dead. He was more than dead; technically he was a terrorist. He had been caught sleeping with the enemy. He was worse than dead. He was officially-
"Stark. What the hell?" Banner interrupted as Thor shoved his way through the group brandishing Mjolnir at the metal clad mortal.
"Thor I can explain." Tony began; hands raised palms upwards as the God of Thunder advanced menacingly. He was saved at the last second as Loki stepped between them, hands on hips. "Stop." He barked at his elder brother. The blonde behemoth pointed the hammer at the other God and told him to move. The Avengers physically cringed at look that twisted the Tricksters face. Eyes narrowed, Loki gritted his teeth and stepped forwards, green magic crackling and flaring around his hands.
"Do. Not. Point. That. At. Me." He snarled. "Am I understood, brother?"

Thor dropped the weapon to his sides, his face a mess of emotions.

"Loki, did you just call me brother?" He asked, incredulous, as if he couldn't quite believe his own ears. Mouth pursed tightly, Loki shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot, pointedly ignoring the Thunder Gods gaze.
"Stark and I have been seeing each other for a while now. Nearly a year in fact. I have learnt much. And maybe one of those things was that I have possibly thrown away something that was once very dear to me. If there is any way to repair some of that damage, I think I would be willing to try."
Thor remained speechless.
"I should probably apologise to the rest of you whilst you are gathered. Tony said that doing something like that might potentially ease some of your not entirely misguided rage towards me. I told him that it was a stupid idea. I mean, I mind controlled you, bitched at you, handed the patriots arse to him on a star spangled platter and don't think I have forgotten what you did to me, green man." Loki rambled. He couldn't help but glare at the sometimes green man until a nudge from his partner broke his gaze.

"Well that wasn't the worst apology I've ever heard, and I'm sure Pepper can fill you in on some of the crackers I've made to her in the past. Overall I think it was a good foundation from which we can-"
"Tony. You've been sleeping with the God of Lies, Chaos and Mischief for the better part of a year, and you never once thought to tell us." Banner finally stammered.
"Don't forget fire too!" Loki quipped, oblivious to the slightest hint of hurt lurking within the scientist's words, something that was not lost on Tony. The billionaire sighed, running a hand through his hair as the gleaming suit encasing him folded in on itself, revealing the weary looking body at its core.
"Don't give me those puppy dog eyes Bruce. You know I can trust you with damn near anything, just not this. You'd have kept this a secret, I know that. But once you've told someone a secret like this, word always gets out, and I don't trust anyone with secrets pertaining to my personal life, no offense, but they fetch a pretty penny. That and if someone knows where Loki is that makes us both a target and I've been trying my hardest to limit his mischief to harmless pranks and the occasionally news topping freak accident." He explained patiently, surprised at just how much of this speech he had retained after all those rehearsal sessions he had spent in front of his mirror trying not to be too distracted by his own face.
"I've been doing rather well too." Loki stated proudly, not content with the measly smouldering of praise Stark had granted him. He folded his arms across his chest admiring his nails and sent a sidelong glare to his lover who had failed to acknowledge the hint.

"Fine." He added, venomously, much to Tony's surprise. "Well, there are two ways we can go about this now. As far as I can see, you can either turn me over to S.H.I.E.L.D. but don't you worry, I will break out I assure you, and I will make your lives hell, or… And I do believe you listen very carefully to this one, you leave Tony and I alone and just let us get on with it. We discussed what we would do in the eventuality of us, what was the term you used? Coming out? And we believe we have a solution. During the next large scale attack on the city I will assist the Avengers in taking down whatever it is and afterwards I will take part in a press conference explaining my current situation and how I am now dedicated to helping repair some of the damage my ill fated subjugation attempt wrought. I could say that I was now working for S.H.I.E.L.D. and both them and the Avengers were keeping an eye on me but that I wasn't officially an Avenger. More like a third party. And Stark and I will tell everyone, eventually, about us." Loki drawled lazily, as if bored now that the initial fireworks had died down. Tony wondered momentarily what had possessed him to hook up with such a drama queen in the first place.

And then Loki flashed that brilliant grin, tilting his head up slightly, staring down his nose imperiously at the assembled heroes.

"Do any of you have a problem with that?" He sneered.
"So you have no more designs on enslaving the human race? And Tony Stark is the one that cured you of this?" Natasha asked, genuinely confused.
"I just can't figure out what it takes to get those bitches to kneel." Loki said, false sincerity lacing his voice as he sauntered past the amassed ensemble, cackling loudly as he went.

And that, Tony mentally appraised, was exactly why he had fallen for that emerald eyed, leather swathed, horn helmeted son of a bitch. Hook, line and sinker.

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