As Loki sped through his Psych paper, he thought about Tony. Loki had a habit of over-thinking things, and that was exactly what he was doing right now. Now that he knew Tony was bi, everything changed. There was now the slightest chance that Tony might actually like him. He had sort of asked Loki out after all. But still, why would Tony like Loki anyway? He was an emotionally unstable Psych major, everything Tony did not like. Tony liked blondes, Loki had raven black hair. Loki preferred the company of close friends, whereas Tony loved meeting new people. With a sigh, Loki decided that he would try to forget his feelings about Tony, seeing as they were clearly one way. Loki looked at his watch, it was now 5:15pm. Loki sighed, and lay back in his chair, having no idea how to spend the next hour. He got up to get a drink, when his phone beeped. It was Tony.

Can we change the time to 6pm? I have to meet up with a professor at 7:30.

Loki flicked back a reply. Yeah sure. Well, that cut down some time.

Loki was pulling his jacket on, when Tony knocked on his door. Before Loki opened it he turned back to his roommate.

"Later, Clint." Loki said, with his hand on the door handle.

Clint looked up from his assignment. "I won't be back till later. I'm going to the gym with Nat." Clint replied. Loki grinned and opened the door.

Tony really was not helping Loki's I-do-not-like-Stark plan.

Tony was wearing one of his signature Black Sabbath singlets, and it showed his muscles in an extremely unfair way. His hair was all tussled, the way Loki liked it, and he was wearing grey jeans.

Loki nodded. "Hey."

Tony smiled. "Hi, you ready to go?"

Loki darted back into his room and grabbed his phone. In the few seconds he was gone. Tony sighed. Loki looked really good. As in really, really good. He was wearing his sexy leather jacket again, with a dark green shirt and black jeans. Well, Tony was going to make the most of this night, that was for sure.

Loki appeared back in the doorway. "Come on, let's go." He urged Tony. "I'm hungry."

"Yeah, yeah." Tony replied.

The restaurant was an Italian place that was surprisingly empty for a Friday night. They sat down in a booth, next to a mirror. They chatted about school for a bit, when Tony asked something he'd always been really curious about.

"No offense, but why is your name Loki?" Tony asked.

Loki smiled. "Loki is a Norse God. My parents have always been really into Norse mythology, so they named Thor and I after them. Well, Frigga did. My biological parents never gave me a name, so when I was given to Odin and Frigga, they named me Loki. Thor is the God of Thunder, and Loki is the God of Mischief." Loki explained.

Tony wiggled his eyebrows. "What kind of mischief?"

"Every kind you can think of." Loki winked. Tony laughed. So much for not flirting with each other.

Tony thought of something else. "Why does Natasha call you silver tongue?"

Loki sighed. "The God, Loki, is a silver tongue. It means you have a way with words, able to manipulate people without them even knowing. It also means you're a good liar."

That didn't surprise Tony. "Any other reasons?" Tony smirked.

"You have a sick mind, Stark." Loki said, struggling not to laugh.

There was a pause as their food arrived. Neither was very hungry, so it didn't take long to finish.

"So," said Loki. "Tell me about this crush of yours."

Tony felt nervous. Now was his chance. "He's good, I guess."

"What's he like?" Loki asked. Was it just Tony or did Loki sound jealous? "Is he attractive?"

Tony smiled to himself. "Yeah, very. He can be as sexy as fuck, but also as cute as a kitten." Loki would hate that comparison.

"Smart?" Loki asked.

"Very. I don't think he realizes it though." Tony answered, smiling slightly.

"What, that he's smart or that you think he's smart?"

"Both, I guess."

Loki sighed. "Just tell me who he is!" he pleaded.

"He's here right now."

Loki looked around. "Do I know him?"

"Yup."

Loki kept looking. "Where is he?" Now Loki was annoyed. Who was this so-called crush that was so perfect? Probably someone a lot more confident and attractive than him.

He asked again. "Please tell me!"

Tony took a deep breath. Here goes, he thought. "Look to your left."

On Loki's left was a mirror. "Please don't tell me you're so conceited that you're in love with yourself." It wasn't, it couldn't be Loki.

Tony laughed nervously. "Mine isn't the only reflection."

Loki may or may not have inwardly screamed at that. "You…mean me?"

Tony nodded. "Yup. Surprised?"

Loki looked completely shocked. "A bit."

Now Tony was worried. He'd probably completely ruined their friendship now. Fuck.

There was a long pause. "I think we should be heading back to campus now." Tony suggested.

"Yup." Loki quickly replied, standing up. He honestly did not know what to say. Speechlessness did not occur to him often.

When they arrived back at Loki's room, Tony pretty much hated himself. What made him think that Loki liked him back? Clearly he didn't! He sighed and closed the door on his way into Loki's room. Clint was still out.

"Listen, Loki, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable, but I just really like you and I still hope we can, even though the feeling isn't mutual, be friends-"

Tony was cut off as Loki pushed him against the door and kissed the life out of him. Tony was shocked at first, but soon melted into it. The kiss was perfect. Loki's lips were slightly cold and soft, and Tony's were warm. Tony had one hand tangled in Loki's raven hair, and the other on the small of his back, holding them together. Loki's hands were resting gently on Tony's chest. Neither wanted to stop, but they needed air.

"Who said the feeling wasn't mutual, because it sure wasn't me." Loki panted, as he pulled away. Tony smiled, a genuine smile that made his deep brown eyes light up.

"I thought you didn't like me?" Tony said.

"I think I just proved the exact opposite." Loki said raising an eyebrow.

"Unless you're already having second thoughts…"

"No!" Tony cried. "Definitely not." He laced his hand with Loki's. "Anything but."

"So does this make us a couple?" Loki asked.

"If you want it to, then yeah." Tony replied.

"Do you want it to?" Loki said.

"Do you?"

"Of course I do, idiot." Loki snapped. Tony smiled.

"You're feisty." Tony smirked.

"Oh shut up." Loki tutted.

"Make me." Tony was enjoying this. Loki brought his lips to Tony's once again, smiling into the kiss. Loki pulled back.

"I'm starting to like this." Tony said.

Loki laughed. "I'd noticed."

Tony looked at his watch. "Shit! It's 7:30! I have to meet with my lecturer. I'm so sorry!"

Loki looked slightly crestfallen. "It's fine, I'll see you tomorrow. Text me, yeah?"

Tony nodded, and quickly kissed Loki. "Bye, don't miss me too much!"

Loki snorted. "You wish." Tony winked and left, closing the door as he went. Loki walked into his room, his head teeming with thoughts. Quite frankly, he was dumbstruck. He honestly had not expected Tony to reciprocate his feelings in any way. He touched his lips gently, and gently ghosted his fingers over them, as if trying to remember the feel of Tony's lips against his. Loki sat down on his bed and pulled his laptop out from its charger, and began to write in his diary. When he was on the Internet, he saw that one highly recommended way of dealing with stress and anxiety was to keep a diary. So he did. Loki wrote in it daily, sometimes just random things or highlights, sometimes long paragraphs in great detail. A lot of it consisted of his feelings towards Tony, so god forbid he found it, Tony certainly did not need the ego boost. Once he'd finished, he got ready for bed, even though he hardly ever slept. He couldn't, not when every time he closed his eyes he was plagued by nightmares. Most of the time he just lay there, thinking. Tonight, he thought about Tony. Loki wasn't the clingy type, far from it, but he knew what Tony was like. Loki had enough trust issues as it was, and it was going to take him a while to build trust with someone he'd only known for a short while, no matter how much he cared for him. Loki knew that Tony wasn't going to cheat on him, or make him uncomfortable, but he couldn't help but worry. This… relationship with Tony- Loki loved how he could finally say it- would be interesting.

No matter how much Loki stressed about being with Tony, he couldn't help but remember how good Tony's lips felt on his.

As Tony left his meeting with one of his professors, he had a skip in his step. Tony couldn't believe his luck; he honestly had thought that Loki wouldn't want anything to do with him, after his confession. And Tony was scared. He never fell in love with people, he was shit at dealing with emotions, especially his own, and he really didn't want to screw up his relationship with Loki. Loki was insecure, that was for sure, for reasons Tony did not know. And Loki didn't have a great record of mental health, but maybe Tony was what he needed to get better. Tony wasn't going to rush the relationship, because he wanted Loki to feel safe. And above all, he wanted Loki to trust him.