"Peter, diners in 5-"Peter jumped at the voice, raising his hand to his ear to hear his dad better.
"In 5 minutes?" His eyes darted around the rooftop. He could just make out The Avengers tower from his position on the roof. As he gazed the unmistakable sound of Steve groaning filled his ear. "Tell Pa I can hear him by the way…" Tony laughed softly. "I don't think I'm going to be able to make it." Peter scaled the closest wall, his fingers harsh on the material as he crawled higher.
"Well that would be the fourth time this week Pete and your Pa is getting all reddish around his ears-"
"-am not!" Steve piped up loudly.
"Son of Rogers, leave Tony and his young as they speak on the phone, it's rude to interrupt " Thor boomed, making Peter flinch as he reached the rooftop and climbed the final ledge. He could practically feel Tony roll his eyes and pinch the bride of his nose angrily.
"Listen Pete I know you like your little people and stuff like that, but its dinner and you're holding everyone up, what's the earliest you can make it?" Pete looked around again.
"I honestly don't know." He shrugged. Without a warning an explosion of emerald set off beside him, the green particles flew into Peter's lungs, chocking him slowly and he had to bend forwards to cough.
"Sorry, I should really learn to control that." Peter yanked off his mask, ignoring Tony's voice as he gazed up with blurry eyes.
"I'm g-going to kill you." His voice sounded foreign to him and his throat burnt from the relaxing explosion. Loki emerged from the blast, a smile on his face as he flicked his wrist. Peter found himself able to breathe once more, the previous shards in his lungs disappearing and lungs filling with air. Loki held his hand out and Peter accepted warmly, collapsing into his chest with tiredness. Loki hissed at the contact and immediately the teenager jumped back, noticing dark blood stains across the Gods torso, seeping through his green shirt and remaining wet. Loki held his hand up and sighed.
"Calm yourself, I'm a God remember?" His face scrunched up in spite and Peter could only cackle.
"What are you doing here?" The last time Peter saw Loki was in the cell, which was over six months ago. The God looked different, slight changes here and there but nothing majorly. His skin was blushing across his cheeks, his eyes more alive and his face thicker with a healthy weight sitting on his muscles. "You look good." Loki sneered, cackling lightly before frowning.
"I wish I could say the same Peter…" Loki's fingers grabbed Peter's jaw, the unfamiliar growth of thick hair tickling his pale skin. The teenager moved quickly and swatted his hands away. "So you're in college I assume-"
"University actually." Loki's gaze softened at the young man in front of him and Peter blushed under his pale eyes. "What can I say? I'm a genius." Loki's eyes darted to The Avengers tower.
"…not smart enough to be home on time I see."
"Well, when I'm not studying I Spider-man…it's not that complicated really." Loki smiled.
"Could I give you a lift?" Peter nodded, sliding closer to Loki and wrapping his arms around him. Loki laughed, his chest restricted against Peters hold. The God whispered under his breath and disappeared from the rooftop with Peter in his arms. When the teenager opened his eyes again, he was standing in the warmth of Avengers tower.
"Sir, it would seem Peter has arrived with company." The voice of Jarvis called out across the tower.
"Peter! Peter-"Tony voice rang loudly, his shadow emerging before his real self, the billionaire had to do a double take just to make sure it was Loki's hand on his sons shoulder. "Loki?" The God smiled as the Billionaire fidgeted under his green eyes. "…you look good." His voice suddenly became quiet.
"Thank you Stark…I'll leave you to your meal then." Peter could feel Loki's hand slide from his shoulder. Loki turned to leave and Peter glared at his dad who stood back with a sigh.
"What?" He whispered at his son before crossing his arms and rolling his eyes, refusing to take part or move from his place on the ground. Eventually he set off after Loki, unable to stay under Peter's brown gaze. "Hey Frosty wait up…" Loki twirled around, no hints of anger or sadness as he towered over Iron Man. "D-do you want to stay…stay and eat and…stuff?" Loki's lip twitched into a smirk.
"I wouldn't want to intrude-"
"It wouldn't be a problem…" Peter interrupted. "…honest." Loki still seemed uncertain but Tony shrugged softly walking back towards his son and grabbing his shoulder, gripping a little too strongly and shaking him.
"We would be honoured in fact." Tony smiled. Loki rolled his eyes, taking a few steps out of the shadows and walking past the two showmen, not looking back as he ventured past the father and son.
"If you insist…I will stay." Peter let his head fall back with a smile but it was removed quickly as Tony hit his shoulder with his fist.
"You're Pa's going to kill me for this, now get your ass ready Spidey-."