Disclaimer : Nothing's mine, once again.
Author's note :I've never had so many fav' and alerts for a story. I'm really happy, and I' d like to say thank you to every single of you for that. This is one of the stories I'm the most proud of. So, here's the news : the next chapter, nothingness, is supposed to be the last one, but I have two ideas to end this story. Since you all are that nice to me, I've decided to publish the two different endings. So, there are actually two chapters left after this one.
Special thanks to: my beta reader, Garonne, amazing as always. You may want to take a look at what she writes.
Shadow:
It was pure nonsense and uncontrollable. Frightening.
Tony's bedroom, one of the few rooms which had escaped the fire, was in the dark. At least this way, Tony wouldn't have to confront himself in the mirror.
He shouldn't think about Loki this way.
Darkness changed and a shadow appeared in front of him. Two fingers caressed his jaw. The door's jangling bolt.
Suddenly, Tony wanted to turn on the light, to confirm Loki's existence, right before him. But the two fingers were now on his lips, so he didn't move.
In the darkness, Tony could deny what was growing up inside of him.
In the darkness, Loki remained a shadow among the shadows.