Veil would never tell Amora that her spa dates worked miracles, because the enchanter would make fun of him for weeks after any form of compliment, but they really helped ease his mind and de-stress. Loki wholeheartedly agreed with him. At the moment, all three magic users were in tightly packed full body seaweed wraps, dead sea mud masks and cucumber sliced on their faces, and three women were currently massaging their hands and feet.

"Loki, whatever happened to that lovely barista you were courting darling?" Amora asked after releasing a deep sigh of content.

"Lets just say he was far more interested in calling me derogatory terms in bed than actually doing the job." Loki replied flippantly.

"I told you nothing good would come from picking up strange people at the local coffee shop." Veilandih grinned.

Loki tilted his head back and scoffed.

"You are one to talk." He snipped. "What about that deranged boy you met at school?"

Veil shifted uncomfortably on his padded table.

"Anthony and I had a fight. He is a stubborn arse who won't let anyone in." he huffed.

"Sounds to me like you just want him to open you up." Amora smirked.

Veilandih choked on his spit in shock.

"I DO NOT!" Veil hissed.

Loki and Amora laugh so hard that their face masks start cracking. Veil pouts in embarrassment. When the two Asgardians finally calm down the spa attendants are removing their seaweed wraps. The cucumbers were taken off of their eyes revealing a glare and two looks of mischief.

"You guys are bloody aresholes." Veil huffed.

"Don't get mad just because you heard the truth darling." Amora grinned. "You love that little morsel and you hate the way he sleeps around."

"Perhaps you should crawl into his bed one evening as a surprise." Loki grinned.

"NO!" Veil cried in embarrassment.

They all knew that Veilandih was in denial about his feelings, but Veil was just as stubborn as the man he had come to have feelings for. After their first meeting a few years ago, Tony and he had fallen into a technological bromance. Veil contributed everything his grandparents taught him from Wakanda's research labs, and his own unique ideas on robotics. Tony brought his genius intellect and Dum-E. Veil adored the robot and its constant need to be helpful. He affectionately refers to Dum-e as Sweetheart to make the robotic arm feel special. His grandmother even knitted little gloves for it.

Veil knew that Tony wasn't one to settle down. He knew that there was no way in hell Tony would ever be attracted to men. His so called best friends made it sound so easy. Hell, they made obtaining the object of your affections look easy. Amora only needed to bat her lashes at a man and Loki used his words. They were what Tony looked for in a bed partner. Veil wouldn't stand a chance against people like them.

"I can hear you insecurities dear." Amora drawled.