Mostly Tony today. I don't own Avengers.
Tony
When I pulled up to the dorms, Loki was still sleeping, his little kitten snore filling the car. I went to his door and tapped him. His blue-green eyes flickered open and smiled faintly. "We here?" He mumbled.
"Yup." I whispered. He held his arms out. "Alright, on my back." He clung to me and I hiked to the elevators. Some people looked at us weird while I stood waiting. We came to his and Bruce's dorm and I kicked the door. Bruce answered in his boxers, no glasses. His hair was this tangly mass.
"Tony? Is Loki dead?" He asked, peering at the gangly teen on my back.
"He's tired." I shrugged. Loki giggled in my neck. I carried him to his bed and dumped on. Bruce sat on his, watching. I pulled off his shoes and wondered if I should take off the rest. No. I tucked him in bed and kissed his forehead. "Sweet dreams, darling." Loki smiled at me and I waved to Bruce.
Back in the apartment I sat on the couch, the T.V. playing classic rock, going over the day. Do I really like Loki? I mean, I know I'm bi but, not really. I lean to girls but, he's really adorable. And sweet, shy and much more. Dad likes him. Does he like me? Should I ask? Maybe a date. Yes, a date will settle this. I smiled to myself. "Jarvis, call Morray's first thing in the morning and reserve a table for two." I called out.
"Yes sir." Jarvis said. I went to my room, pulled on some pajama pants and flopped onto my bed. It took me an hour to fall asleep.
Xx
By the afternoon, I was panicking a bit. What if he doesn't want to go out? A lot of these thoughts were spiraling in my brain. I found Loki in the library as usual, in the big beanbag chair, a stack of books at his side. I leaned over his book to peer at him. He smiled a little and shut his book. "Yes Tony?" He asked.
"Question for ya, would like to get some dinner tonight?" I asked, my fingers fiddling with the pages of the book.
"Sure." Loki answered, shrugging.
"Cool beans, I'll pick you up at six." I kissed his forehead and bounded away, happy.
Loki
I was going on a date with Tony Stark. It was five-thirty and I was in my dorm, getting ready. Bruce and Steve went out for some coffee with Clint and Nat. "Hm, dark jeans? Light? This shirt?" I was having a really hard time deciding. Ugh! I feel like a girl! I grabbed my phone and called Tony.
"Yes darling?" He answered.
"I need your help." I told him.
"Are you lying almost dead somewhere?" He asked quickly.
"No I'm fine but, I'm having a hard time deciding what to where tonight." I explained. Tony laughed at me.
"Darling you look good in anything." He cooed. I blushed at that.
"Yea that doesn't help." I deadpanned.
"Just wear whatever." He said, hanging up.
"No help." I grumbled, grabbing a pair of jeans and a shirt and stalked off to shower.
Tony
When six o'clock rolled around, I pulled up to the dorms. Loki popped out of the door and strolled over to the car. "Hey handsome, need a ride somewhere?" I asked, leaning out the window. Loki smirked at me.
"Nah, I'm meeting a friend." He shrugged and got in the passenger's seat. I smiled at him and roared off to Morrays. "So, where are we going?" He asked, his long fingers tapping on the door.
"An eating establishment." I told him, smirking. He went downtown, passing an array of people. When we pulled into the parking lot, Loki's eyes widened.
"Here?" He asked, looking down. "But, I'm not dressed for this place!" He pointed to his dark jeans and plain purple button-up. I shrugged.
"I'm not much more dressy." I replied, pointing at my black jeans and blue button-up. He twisted his hands together. "Come on, it'll be fun." I pulled his hands apart to hold one of them. He looked down at our hands. "you'll be fine." I told him again, softer this time. He simply nodded. "Wonderful." I smiled and jumped out, rounded the car and opened his door for him. He smiled at me. "Why thank you sir."
"You're welcome sir." I bowed to him. Loki giggled and followed me in. The host waved us to a secluded table in the back. There were a few couples scattered around, some business men and women chattering quietly about work. Our waitress came over and took drink orders before whisking off.
"It's very nice in here." Loki commented, his eyes traveling around. I had to agree with him, Morray's was painted in darker tones, lighter wood accompanying it. Round tables were scattered around the dark floor, booths lined the walls. Fish tanks were embedded in the walls every ten feet or so, different fish swimming in each one. The lights were always dimmed, three candles on each table to add some more light. Our waitress came back, drinks in hand. We ordered, Loki got some shrimp and, I got the steak. She whisked off again, leaving us alone.
"So, how many more years do you have in school?" I asked him, playing with my straw. Loki thought for a second.
"Three more I think. Maybe more, I'm not sure." He shrugged, sipping his water. We were freshman in collage, barely out of the gate. We still had a long way to go. "What about you?" He asked, cocking his head.
"Whatever I feel like. Maybe a year or five." However long it takes for Dad to pass. That was the reality of my life. As soon as Dad past, I couldn't juggle school and running Stark like I wanted to. I wanted to explain this to Loki but, I couldn't. We chatted about light topics, school, favorite pets, weather, the people around us. Soon, our waitress came back with our food.
"Yum, looks good." Loki grinned at his shrimp, all covered in garlic sauce.
"Ew, not kissing you tonight." I teased him, cutting into my steak. He gave me a puppy face. "Nope not gonna work today." I closed my eyes and jutted my chin up.
"But-but pleeaaassseee?" He whined, pawing at my arm a little. I shook my head. "You want to make me sad?" He shot at me, I could hear the teasing in his voice.
"Of course not darling! I just don't want to kiss garlic." I told him, opening my eyes. He blinked at me.
"Good thing I have gum." He smirked. I kissed his nose.