Tuesday was a complicated day for Tony, yet it was the most relaxing day of the week, in the sense that it was the only day so far that made him be alert and kept him on his toes. He liked solving problems, that is what he built for.
He made his way over the very empty refrigerator letting his eyes wander over the non existent contents of his fridge.
To say the least, the death of his friend should have effected him more, but here he was, back to his same old self. After his realization at the funeral it was all over. If anything it sank him deeper into him five month long depression.
Tony Stark was going to swear off of people, That's what he'd do. He didn't need anyone but Jarvis, or anything but his cup of morning coffee and a hot shower. he'd never talk to another person for as long as he lived. People were trouble, and they always left him. whether it was by death, breaking up or even abandoning him to live in the avengers tower all by himself. People just sucked in his opinion.
While he was out on the balcony today it rained and thundered. The flash lights of nature filled the sky and sighed, catching rain drops in his calloused hand.
It was a warm rain that seemed to burn his hand. he frowned, snatching his hand back as if it had greatly offended him. A warm rain was always terrible, there was no way of avoiding it. The warmth if the rain scared him more than it should have.
He went into his home, getting that overwhelming feeling that he had when that green light showed up. Tony looked around, seeing it in a distant corner of the room. Tony walked over, reaching out to touch it.
It felt heavy against his fingers, weighing them down dramatically as he attempted to move it around. Suddenly it flashed causing Tony to jump up, falling backwards. the billionaire looked up as it approached him again.
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Loki was bored out of his mind. He thought about Tony, thinking about visiting the mortal again. He wasn't sure why he had visited Tony the first time. He hadn't the powers to send himself to earth, so the best he could possibly do was to send his energy there.
He decided to visit him and maybe not almost kill him this time. Loki sat, concentrating on sending his magic through the barriers.
Now he he was with Tony sticking his fingers in his green smog that was him.
"Anthony." Loki called, curious if Tony could hear him. He figured the other could when the billionaire looked at him.
"What the hell..?" Tony's brows furrowed a bit.
"It's Loki.." He smirked in satisfaction at Tony's confusion.
"What the hell do you want? gonna kill me? And did you try to fucking kill me on the balcony because I do not appreciate that whatsoever." Tony rambled, glaring at the green mass.
"No, that is not my intention," Loki assured, "I come to...speak with you I suppose...You seem different, like something it greatly troubling you."
"Why would you care if there was?" Tony stood, walking away, seemingly accepting that fact that Loki was there to stay.
"I do not car, this is merely a way for me to stay entertained as I serve my days in this place. I have over, one, two, three thousand years in this place Anthony, I think wanting a little company is justified."
"Well I'm not much of a talker these days...sorry to disappoint..." Tony sighed, "Find someone else."
"Then let me entertain you."
"what?" Tony looked back, "I'm not a child, I don't need to be entertained."
"Everyone needs entertainment.." Loki hummed, moving closer to Tony.
"Look reindeer games, I appreciate the wanting to talk to me, it is great really. But I am not in the mood right now...besides i swore off talking to people..." Tony stated simply as he side stepped away from Loki.
Loki followed by telling Tony then maybe he should try talking to a god instead, and this threw Tony off guard. Suddenly with out warning Loki left.
Tony was alone, dumbly staring into the air. Loki had just left him.
Loki's visit did something to Tony, it overwhelmed him a little too much. He sighed leaning back against his headboard. Was walking to Loki really a great idea. It really seemed unlikely that the god just wanted to chat.
What Loki failed to understand though it that Tony had built a strong barrier over himself for the past few months.
What was the billionaire supposed to do? Call the Avengers? But he was not in any immediate danger. And if he was he was sure he could of handled it on his own. Mentally handling the god though might be tough on him. Certainly the billionaire's intellect was greater than the god's, but he was referring to his ability to handle him emotionally.
Tony was in a emotional stand still for so long now and the god was trying to evoke emotions from within him that he hadn't felt in months; fear was one of them. He had not felt fear since he was up in that wormhole or when he would have nightmares about it...or when Pepper threatened to leave him...
Just the thought of the wormhole made Tony's heart race. It was something that he kept locked away part of his brain, away from where he kept his science and engineering, but it was in the same place that he know kept Pepper.
"Lokes? Can you hear me?" Tony asked that night while he was on the balcony. "This is silly of course you can't...Where do I look?" The billionaire glanced awkwardly at the sky. "I feel as if it would be silly for me to talk to the sky...I mean technically that's not where you are...right?" He scrunched up his nose slightly before he continued talking. He went on like this for the rest of the night before he went to sleep.
Form then on he made sure to talk to the god from then on.
.every night without fail...
