Everyone is really eager to know what Loki's outfit was and I just hope I don't disappoint. While choosing the outfits this imagine just came into my head and stuck and I thought it was kind of sexy so I hope you like it too, apologies if you think it sucks...
Chapter 13
There were no words, no words at all. How the hell could someone look that hot? How? It just wasn't humanly possible. But apparently it was possible for Loki, standing there in his costume that Tony couldn't take his eyes off. Well it wasn't just that, it was more how his body looked wearing the perfectly fitting suit jacket and trousers.
"Looks good doesn't he," Natasha smirked, stepping up to Loki's side and nudging him forward towards Tony.
"You could say that," Tony managed.
Natasha must have made a gesture to Clint because soon the others were shuffling out of their general area so they were left alone. Not that the others understood the real reason they were leaving, their only thoughts were of getting a drink from the extensive collection of bottles on Clint's kitchen counter.
"I like your outfit, you're Robin Hood right?" Loki asked, his voice soft. To Tony it sounded almost shy. That's impossible, Loki shy? Well there was a first time for everything.
"Yea-yes, yes I'm Robin Hood and you are-"
"A sailor, well a captain of a ship."
"-so fucking hot," Tony finished at the exact same moment that Loki spoke.
He fell silent immediately afterwards as Loki stared at him in apparent shock. Seriously, had this guy not looked in a mirror? Did he not know how amazing he looked? He had indeed come as a sailor, full with Jacket and cap. They were the richest royal blue and trimmed with a pure white material. His clothing fitted without a crease, the final details being the polished black shoes and the small smile playing on his pale lips. Tony had no idea why he found it so attractive but he did. Okay so maybe he liked men in uniform. Or perhaps just Loki? Now wasn't the time to work that out.
"See and here was me thinking you would be my Maid Marian."
"Sorry to have disappointed you."
"Disappointed? No!" Tony hurried to say. "This is better, much much better." He looked Loki up and down for the last time before settling his gaze on Loki's face. The other man stared back having just finished his own appreciation of the genius, not that Tony had noticed.
Silence fell between them as they continued to watch eachother. Neither of them was really sure of what to say. Really it should have been easy, they both should have just stepped up and said they like the other but apparently that was way too hard. They knew they liked eachother, hell they had proved that, and Tony had just spent the last five minutes trying to put into words how hot he found Loki. They weren't exactly being discreet. Yet when it came down to it and they were faced with actually talking about their feelings they froze up, unable to string two words together.
From a distance they heard the doorbell ring then it was opened and two more voices joined the din in the hallway and living room. One voice suddenly grew louder as it came closer. The door to which Loki and Tony had somewhat been hidden behind was thrown open and Pepper stood there, stopping when she saw them both.
"Oh sorry, I didn't realise you were there," She smiled, intentionally not making eye contact with Tony. "Everyone's here now and I think they want to see your outfits."
"Okay we will be there in a minute," Loki said, replying with a smile of his own.
Pepper took one last long lingering look at them both before exiting, pulling up the door behind her. She had no idea what was going on between the two but even she could feel that the tension in there was so thick it could have been cut with a knife.
"We should go," he then said, talking this time to Tony.
"Yeah, wait Loki look..." Tony rushed to say because Loki had turned, ready to leave.
The black haired man turned back to him, a blank expression on his slightly too perfect face. "Tony it really doesn't matter, you don't need to say anything." And the look that crossed his face for a second was that of hurt and Tony felt horrible.
"No it does, I just don't know how-"
He was interrupted by Clint bursting through the door, grabbing them both by the arm and practically dragging them out and into the living room where they joined the rest of the party. And so it began, the really enjoyable evening that Tony couldn't totally enjoy because of the weight now pressing down on his chest. Had he just messed this up? Had that been his chance to tell Loki and he had just blown it? He really hoped not.
Everyone was wowed by their outfits upon their entrance, just as they themselves were wowed by everyone else's. As a group, they had all most definitely put in enough effort. The favourite was still probably Bruce but Tony was a big fan of Darcy's rendition of Lara Croft's famous outfit. Steve came as Spok from Star Trek complete with a black wig that had been lovingly cut and styled by his mother. Clint had come as Russell Crowe's Gladiator after explaining that Natasha wouldn't go as his Bond girl so he had to scrap the James Bond idea. Natasha herself came as a bat, wearing a skin-tight black catsuit and having made wings that actually rose as she lifted her arms. Pepper came as Ariel from The Little Mermaid while Maria unfortunately couldn't come because of some family commitment that she begrudgingly couldn't get out of.
The first hour or so of the party was rather slow and uneventful, the music was played loud and the drinks were passed round without much restraint. Soon the alcohol started to work its magic and things were really starting to pick up. But only when Clint demanded that they play spin the bottle did things really start to get interesting.
Everyone joined in the game, gathering in the living room, either taking up a seat on the sofas and chairs or else spreading out over the floor leaving a clear space in the middle where the bottle could be spun. It wasn't a perfect circle they had formed but it would do for what they required. They were all at varying states of drunkenness; some were already ready to drop while others were only just starting to feel their senses dulling.
"So what are we actually playing?" Steve asked. He hadn't been the most willing to join in but, not one to be a killjoy, he had agreed to play anyway.
"Dunno, just spin the bottle, it lands on a person and we'll decide from there. Could get seven minutes in heaven, a dare that involves two people, whatever the rest of us choose. Isn't much point in doing truths, all anyone ever asks is who the person has a crush on and I think most people already know that," Clint said, staring pointedly at Tony who turned away, pretending not to have seen or heard.
"Alright enough chat, I'm spinning it first and also, every new round you have to take a drink of something because a few of you are still way too sober." Natasha, who had spoken, was definitely not one of those people. Her cheeks were flushed pink from drinking and also probably from warmth seeing as her outfit was skin-tight and didn't leave much room for breathing.
So the game began and Natasha was made to kiss whoever the bottle pointed at and that was Bruce. It was over very quickly with minimal embarrassment then the game continued on. They went round clockwise, each person taking their turn before moving on. Some of the things people were made to do ranged from the normal things like kissing or licking random parts of a person's body to being stripped of most clothing and running up and down the street. (Clint was subjected to that fate when it finally came round to his go).
When it was Loki's turn, he spun the bottle and it landed on Thor, everyone agreed it was highly inappropriate for the two to do anything remotely sexual together and so he was made to spin again, this time landing on Pepper. It was decided by Jane that they had to French kiss for one minute. It was strange that in that moment five members of the circle were totally freaked out and yet the others didn't notice a thing.
Obviously Tony was bothered because he liked Loki and he really didn't want to see him make out with his ex, Pepper also being his ex made it slightly weirder. Loki was hesitant because he liked Tony and didn't want to seem like he didn't but he also didn't want to draw attention to the fact that he was hesitant about the kiss because then people would start to ask questions. Darcy, Clint and Natasha all looked alarmed as they knew there was something between Loki and Tony that they really supported and didn't want this moment to mess it up.
After Loki glanced at Tony briefly and received a nod and a small smile, he conceded, knowing that that was Tony's way of saying that it was okay. To Loki's surprise the minute was over very quickly and Darcy was spinning the bottle before anyone could make any comment, except for Pepper who said, "Wow Loki you're really good at that, how the hell are you single? Anyone would be lucky to have you." To which everyone laughed, though the five previously mentioned laughs were a lot more forced. Loki just smiled at her and nodded his thanks.
On Darcy's spin the bottle landed on Steve.
"Seven minutes in heaven," Clint cried, as soon as it spun to a halt.
The look of alarm that crossed his face was almost laughable, but then everyone was surprised to see a blush on Darcy's cheeks as she looked at the man. Everyone exchanged glances and gave them a second to ready themselves.
"So where do you wanna go? There's a large cupboard by the front door or you can use the bathroom, or my bedroom. It's your choice."
"The bedroom," Darcy answered for them both.
She stood up and took Steve's hand, leading him off upstairs to Clint's bedroom. Once they heard the door shut, he shouted up to them that their time had started. Natasha set up a timer on her phone so it would buzz when the time was up.
While they waited they all just sat down staring at eachother. Loki kept his eyes firmly fixed on Tony's face, praying the other would look at him. He was tired now of this beating around the bush, he wanted this over with, whatever was between them, he wanted it spoken aloud. Unfortunately, Tony seemed intent on not meeting his eye.
"We can't just sit here in silence while we wait. I'm gunna ask some random questions and you've gotta answer them truthfully," Clint said. No one was opposed to the idea and so he began to think. "Right okay, have any of you ever skinny dipped?"
"Hey you have to answer as well," Jane insisted. "But in answer, no I haven't."
Most of them shared the same answer of no except two which of course were Loki and Tony. No one seemed too surprised by Tony while they all stared wide eyed at Loki.
"Loki," Thor mouthed. "I can't believe you, why did you never tell me? And when, when did you?"
"It's not really something you can just bring up at dinner Thor," Loki replied, looking quite pleased with himself that he caused such a reaction. "And it was while I was in London."
"Well I wasn't expecting that. Okay next question, what is the stupidest thing you've done of your own free-will?"
Many of them didn't have much to comment that was very interesting. Clint's own was that he had thrown his TV remote at his TV because the show he was watching was pissing him off, the remote cracked the screen and his parents made him save up and buy a new one.
"Making friends with Loki was the stupidest thing I ever did," Natasha joked, passing round a bottle of alcohol which they all drank from.
"Hey," Loki whined, though he knew she wasn't serious. "I'm a great friend. Well, mine would be starting a fight that got me expelled from school."
Again everyone stared at him incredulously, though Tony and Clint were the only ones who actually seemed impressed. Natasha just rolled her eyes.
"Hey Thor how come you never told us your brother was such a badass?"
"I wasn't aware that he was," Thor slurred, at this point having consumed much more alcohol than the others. He was reaching a level of intoxication where he couldn't properly hold his head up anymore and so compromised by slumping back into the sofa cushions. At least now he wouldn't have to support his own weight anymore.
"So why'd you start the fight?" Clint asked and suddenly Loki looked very uncomfortable. He fidgeted from side to side and finished off his own drink just so that he had something to do.
Luckily he was saved from answering by Natasha's phone ringing loudly, announcing that the seven minutes were up. She got up and called up to Darcy and Steve that they could come down. To all of their surprise it took them another full minute to grace the others with their presence and when they finally did they both had scarlet cheeks and their lips were definitely swollen and a darker shade of pink than before. Their outfits looked slightly ruffled aswell and this was probably the added detail that distracted the others enough so that they didn't press Loki anymore for an answer. It also gave him the perfect opportunity to escape away from the group and into the kitchen.
Noticing the quick exit, Tony followed him out. "You okay?" he asked, pouring a glass of water for himself after Loki had finished collecting his own.
"I'm fine, and yourself, are you having fun?"
"Of course I am, alcohol, friends and seeing you all dressed up. It's like a dream come true."
Loki couldn't help but laugh, although he couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not. The sound soon died away and they were left in a slightly uncomfortable silence. Neither knew what to say or how to begin ever though they had both been thinking about it all night. Just as Loki made to open his mouth to speak, Tony did the same.
"Oh sorry, you go first," Tony quickly apologised.
"No it's fine, you go," Loki replied.
"For crying out loud you two I'm so tired of your shit." They both whipped around at the sound of Natasha's voice, neither of them having noticed that she had been standing in the doorway. "Right, you two come back in there, we're going to play spin the bottle and by sheer coincidence you two will be put together in seven minutes in heaven. I'm going to lock you in the cupboard over there and you two are going to sort this out. Understood?"
Both of them nodded, unable to speak and slightly too scared to because she looked ready to punch either of them if they disagreed or even uttered a word. Sharing one final fleeting look, they followed her without complaint.
"So whose turn is it now?" She asked loudly so that everyone in the room heard. Steve was still bright red; Darcy looked shyer than anyone had ever seen her while Clint was looking far too gleeful.
None of them knew so Tony volunteered himself, saying that he hadn't actually got to do anything cool yet.
"Who else hasn't really done much?" Natasha asked.
It was Clint who spoke next. "Loki hasn't."
"Wait, don't we need to spin the bottle? I don't want to be volunteered," Loki argued, though Tony and Natasha knew that it was fake. It had been by a very lucky coincidence that Clint had said his name in the first place.
"Nope. You two-," She demanded, pointing at them both in turn. "In the cupboard now, seven minutes in heaven."
Everyone went silent at that but then Clint let out a loud whoop and ushered them both inside, laughing manically the whole time. By the time the door of the cupboard had been locked behind them they could hear everyone else laughing as well, though they were only joining in because Clint's laughter was so infectious. They actually had no idea what was really going on and just assumed Tony and Loki would stand talking or something for the time instead of doing 'other stuff'.
As soon as the door was closed they were plunged into darkness. Clint had been right, the cupboard was quite spacious which allowed the two to have some space between them while they stood awkwardly facing each other. There were bonuses, though, of being in a dark cupboard. It was far easier to speak freely when you couldn't see the others expression. Unfortunately it still took them another minute or two to speak meaning their time alone together had already been dramatically decreased.
"Okay fine I'll start," Tony finally said, unable to stand the silence anymore. "So even though I think it's pretty obvious, but I feel as though I have to spell it out for you so you actually believe me, I like you, like really like you. I've never really told anyone that before so feel special but that also means I have no idea what to do now."
"See, it's good because I know exactly what to do now," Loki's soft voice said through the darkness. "I'm sure it's also pretty obvious that I like you too and would really like to spend more time with you away from certain other people." Tony knew he was referring to Natasha and Clint and couldn't help but chuckle. "If that's okay with you?"
"That is more than okay," Tony replied, a smile stretching wide on his face, not that Loki, or anyone else, could see.
Again silence settled around them, now devoid of most of the tension.
"I think the seven minutes are almost up," Loki commented, staring around the cupboard as though he could actually see its contents.
"Good, I'm not a big fan of being locked up in cupboards."
"Not even with me?" Loki asked, a teasing note in his voice.
"I can think of better places to be with you, you know, places with lights where I can actually see you and not have to guess where your face is."
The black haired man laughed at that, then laughed harder finally taking in the ludicrous situation they were in. "I can't believe we are locked in here, dressed up in silly outfits, talking about our feelings while our friends wait outside trying to work out if their plan was successful."
"When you put it like that it does sound quite stupid." Then a thought struck him. "Wait, shit, you said the time was almost up? Well I have two things to do before we leave and now I have a lot less time to do them in."
"What do you need to do?" Loki asked.
"First of all, do you wanna go out and get coffee or something tomorrow seeing as it's now-" There was a brief flash of light where he checked the time on his phone. "Half twelve and so you'll be able to have a goodnights sleep before hand and be able to look all pretty. I know it's lame but..."
"It's not lame, I like coffee and your okay too so it's a win win situation," Loki joked, to which Tony rolled his eyes but couldn't stop a small chuckle escaping him. "Sorry, what was the second thing?"
Suddenly Tony became slightly more hesitant. This change was picked up immediately by Loki even through the almost pitch black that separated them and made in damn near impossible to see.
"Oh yeah, the second thing. Well...ever since we, you know, basically made out in that classroom, I can't really stop thinking about it and god, I really wanna do it again-"
That was all the invitation Loki needed. Before Tony could even finish his last word, the others' lips were upon his and his mind went completely and brilliantly blank. Unfortunately, it just so happened that as Loki opened his mouth wider to deepen the kiss that Clint chose that moment to hammer loudly on the door announcing that their seven minutes were up. They reluctantly broke apart in time to have the door opened and be blinded by the light, having grown accustomed to the darkness.
"Everything okay?" Clint said, smirking knowingly at them.
"Fine thanks," Tony replied pushing him out the way so they could leave.
And that was the truth, everything was fine. For once things were going right. It didn't feel rushed, neither felt uncomfortable and both were willing to take further steps into what could soon be described as a relationship. This was the tipping point. Everything so far had led up to this moment, all the shared looks and stolen glances, the small brushes of hands and accidental touches. Every action, both large and small, had contributed to where they were now. One accidental drunken night had begun this and now here they were ready and willing to fall over the edge.
Very quickly, this story is passing around its halfway mark give or take a chapter just so you know. Also there will be a link on my profile to some outfit references that I used if you want to check that out. For now farewell, please review?! :)
