"You can't leave."
"Loki—"
"I won't allow it."
"You don't have a choice, love."
"They can't have you. You were ours first."
"Tony—"
"Five more minutes, Steve."
"Please, darling. Just five more minutes."
"—five more minutes." Steve sighed as Loki and Tony curled tighter around him. Five AM came quickly. Much too soon for any of them. They were already having separation anxiety even before they crawled out of Steve's bed for the last time.
Eleven days flew by. Tears were silently shed. Some in private, some not. They wanted to make it count, spend every moment happy and content.
They had helped Steve box up a majority of his belongings to be put in storage. Tony asked what he planned on doing with his house. He said he'd probably rent it out. Tony found him the best property manager that money could buy even though he told him it wasn't necessary. Tony wouldn't have it. Steve resigned, there was no arguing with Tony sometimes. 'Pick your battles, Rogers.'
Loki silently helped him pack his bags, what he was allowed to bring. They would insure the rest of his bags would be brought to him when he was allowed to have more. Tony had already put them in the trunk.
Their last night together was harder than they thought. The only time they left the bed was to eat or use the bathroom. Around nine pm Steve lost it. Sobbing into Loki's neck as Tony shushed him, speaking softly, both holding him tight.
"Promise me you won't forget about me?" Steve whimpered.
Their grip tightened around him. Loki lifted his chin with one finger. Watery crystal blue eyes met a fierce green. "Steven Rogers do you doubt our love?" He shook his head. "Then hear me now and never let the thought cross your mind again. We are one, the three of us. You will never be forgotten. You are as much a part of our hearts as the air we breathe. You are loved beyond compare and most cherished in not only heart but body and soul. Do you believe me?" Steve nodded. "Let me hear the words."
Steve took a deep shuddering breath. ""I believe you."
Loki kissed him chastely. "Good now hush and let us love you."
They made love for hours. Petting, loving, caressing, speaking words of adoration until Steve fell asleep. Loki and Tony laced fingers together at his waist falling into a restless sleep.
They went about their morning as they normally would. Tony chattered about any and everything and nothing. They let him fill the silence as they cleaned and straightened everything. Steve did one last walk through of the house. Tony said they would have a cleaning crew came by to make sure it was ready for the next person who lived there. He choked on the last word, coughing to cover it up.
Loki took the rest of his bags to the car. Steve locked the door and handed Tony the keys. Smiling sadly. "You know we'll make sure it's taken care of."
"I know Tony. You don't ever do anything half ass." The solder sighed. "It just feels so final."
"Come on you two. We are going to hit traffic if we don't get going." Loki said from the car. He insisted on driving. The other two climbed into the back seat. The ride was quiet for the most part. the music played to break the silence. Occasionally they would sing to a song they knew. Steve explained that he wouldn't be able to call them for the first three weeks after he got there, but that he would call when the plane landed. He would write and when he was able he would email them. Maybe even skype, but that wouldn't happen at least until boot camp was over.
They promised they would write. Every chance they got. The car got quiet again. Tony and Steve sat huddled up in the backseat. Tony played with the hem of Steve's shirt, worrying a loose thread. Steve had his arm around Tony's shoulder, his thumb making small circles on his arm. He was lost in thought as he stared out the window. He saw movement from the front seat out of the corner of his eye. He glanced at the driver's seat to catch Loki wiping a wayward tear.
"Stop the car."
"Wha—"
"Pull over."
Tony looked up at Steve questionly, he kissed his forehead tenderly. When the car came to a stop Steve jumped out and made his way to the driver's side.
"Steve what are you—"Confusion played across Loki's features as the car door was opened and he was faced with a lap full of Steve Rogers. Their Captain pulled him into a tight embrace. Loki returned the hug curling one hand into the fabric of his shirt. He buried his face in the side of Steve's neck inhaling deeply. He felt Steve do the same and another fat tear rolled down his cheek wetting the collar of his shirt. The blond pulled back and wiped his tears away then peppered kisses across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose until Loki broke out into a smile and huffed a laugh. "No more tears." He murmured between kisses.
Steve looked him in the eyes and raised his brows waiting for a response. "No more tears." He confirmed. "Oh, Steve Rogers, what will we do without you?" Loki tilted his head and asked as he carded his fingers through short sandy blond hair.
Steve skimmed his fingers over the letters of his name on Loki's back. "I'll always be with you." Tony made a 'blech' sound in the back. "And you too.'
"Ok, enough of this sentimental mushy shit. We still have to drive another hour to get there, let's just make the best of it. Steve, come back her and let me ride your cock." Tony was overly exasperated with all this emotional crap.
Loki snickered at Tony's words and Steve's blush. "Every time. You would think you'd be used to it by now."
"I don't think I ever will. You never know what's going to come out of that mouth." He said then kissed Loki tenderly.
"Why don't you come back here and occupy my mouth then." Tony watched them for a moment as he started to stir. "Hello, feeling neglected back here."
"Loki glanced back at him, "Attention whore." Tony smirked and blew him a kiss, receiving one in return.
Steve shut the driver's door and shoved Tony over as he crawled into the back seat. He dragged the slighter man onto his lap and Tony got the ride he was asking for, one last time. Loki kept his eyes on the road and simply smirked deviously, turning up the music to drown out Tony's filthy mouth.
They pulled up at the station where Steve was to check in. He sighed looking up at the building. "Guess this is it."
"You excited?" Tony asked.
"Yeah. Nervous, sad, anxious." Steve admitted.
"You should go, love. It will only make it harder if you dawdle. I think we have stalled enough." Loki said emotionlessly, even though his heart was aching.
"Trying to get rid of me already, huh?" Steve tried to joke to ease the tension. It was not received well.
Loki unbuckled his seatbelt and turned in his seat. His eyes a blaze, he grabbed the front of Steve's shirt jerking him forward. "Do not even jest about such things. It pains me greatly to see you go." His voice cracking towards the end of his rant.
Steve's face softened in sorrow. "I'm sorry. It was a poor attempt to lighten the mood. Forgive me?"
"Always, now kiss me and go before I forbid it." Loki sighed, his eyes beginning to mist up again. "Love you."
"Love you more." Steve kissed him sweetly. Turning to Tony kissing him as well. "Love you too."
"Of course you do. I love you too, Steve." Tony muttered against his lips. Thank goodness for tinted windows or Steve would have already been outed.
They all exited the car. Steve retrieved his bag from the trunk. Loki and Tony met him at the rear. They stood awkwardly for a moment, not really knowing what to do next. Steve wanted to hug them hard and breath them in one more time. They settled for the typical bro hug. It left them wholly unsatisfied except for the subtle graze of fingers against their tattoos.
"I'll call you when I get in."
"Be safe."
"Don't' worry you'll be fine."
"Stay out of trouble."
"Never."
"I want to tell you words I can't say out loud."
"We know. Same here."
"Get going, people are starting to stare."
Steve nodded then surged forward pulling them into a group hug.
"Steve—"
"I don't care. I love you guys."
"We love you too."
He leaned back, smiled and walked away. Looking back he waved over his head. The two men at the car waved back. Tony at the driver's door. Loki on the passenger side.
They waited until he went inside before getting into the car and driving away. They held each other's hand tightly.
Steve watched them from the window as they drove away. A guy with dark brown hair came to stand beside him. "Brothers?"
Steve smiled and looked to the stranger. "Not quite. Best friends, family."
The young man next to him turned and stuck his hand out. "Bucky Barnes."
The blond took his hand. "Steve Rogers. Nice to meet you."