Warning: mild language throughout and slight Thor/Loki at the end.
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Steve had heard the screaming three halls over. At first it was just intelligible words but the closer he got the more he could make out. By the time he reached the entrance of the school through the clogged halls quite an audience was surrounding what seemed to be the center of the action. He caught the tail end and started to piece things together. Fury sped down the hall obviously clued into what had occurred and the crowd dispersed Steve walked towards a confused looking Tony.
"What was all that about?" Steve asked not quite sure what he had witnessed. "I have no idea." Tony said sighing. "Mr. Stark!" A furious looking Principle Fury stamped his way to Tony. "Not right now Nicky I've got some stuff to figure out." Tony said displease that Fury was about to involve himself. "What was that? I was in a budget meeting in the office and I heard a girl screaming and I knew somehow you were involved." Mr. Fury crossed his arms. "Look it really wasn't my fault." Tony said eyeing the door. "Anthony you may think that you control this school but I have news for you; you don't." Steve left the building before he could hear any more of what Fury was going to say. He walked down the steps and absent mindedly down a sidewalk toward his car.
"Hey!" Steve heard Tonys voice call but didn't turn around. He continued walking down the sidewalk. "What are you doing tonight?" Tony asked catching up to Steve. "Huh?" Steve asked. It wasn't every day that someone asked him what he was doing. "What. Are. You. Doing. Tonight." Tony said slowly emphasizing every word. " Oh, um not much. I'm going back to my apartment, going to work on my assignments for History and English." Steve explained walking down the crowded sidewalk toward his car. "Sounds like fun." Tony replied sarcastically. "Yeah I know I'm just loads of fun." Steve joked.
"Ya know, I know you don't have any friends here yet it being your first day and all, so why don't you come by my place and hang out." Tony said following Steve down the narrow path. "Oh no I wouldn't want to intrude. Plus I barely know you." Steve said shaking his head. "It wouldn't be intruding. I'm alone most of the time anyway. My dad's always gone." Tony said shrugging. "Alright I guess it couldn't hurt." Steve said agreeing. They reached Tonys car first.
"Down town Manhattans a little crowded so if you lose me just meet me at this address." Tony said writing down his address on a piece of paper from his pocket. "Will do. Thanks, you know you're right: I don't really have any friends here yet." Steve said pocketing the address. "You will in no time. I mean I of all people like you and I don't like anybody." Tony said leaning against his car. Steve was on his way to his own car when Bruce stormed over to them.
"What did you do?!" Bruce screamed pressing Tony against the car. Tony looked up at the fuming person above him. "I don't know what you mean." Tony said trying to push Bruce off. He knew how Bruce got when his temper got out of control and he needed to handle this carefully. "All that anyone in that school can talk about is the screaming match between you two." Bruce said grabbing Tony by his shirt. "So I'll ask you again. What did you do?"
"I don't recall that I did much screaming. That was mostly her. And I didn't intentially do anything she just sort of flipped." Tony said calmly. The last thing he needed now was a fight. Bruce shoved him against the car. "Hey come on now buddy. You don't wanna hurt Tony." Steve said touching Bruce's shoulder. "Look kid I like you so far. But if you side with this sack of shit who thinks he can get everything he wants just because of his father, you're gonna learn real fast you're not gonna like me when I'm angry." Bruce said letting go of Tony and turning to face Steve. "You're just going to stand here and belittle him that's real original." Steve said poking Bruce in the chest. "You've got a problem with your girlfriend and you need to deal with it. The more time you spend here the less time you have to fix that problem" He said moving next to Tony. "Don't you think your time would be better spent talking to her: a willing information pool who will tell you the story without you even asking. Or pounding the answers out of him? "He asked. "Don't tell me what I should and should not be doing new kid. Right now my anger is not targeted towards you. It can be targeted at you quite easily though." Bruce said.
"Look Steve didn't do anything wrong so get off of his case. This whole mess is your girlfriends fault. She just came at me screaming about how I upstaged her in class and how I couldn't let her have even the thing she loves." Tony explained to Bruce. Bruce turned back around looking slightly confused. "Yeah doesn't make much sense does it. If she's that insecure about who she is that her little theatre class has become the only thing she is then she needs to check herself into a psych ward and take a few chill pills." Tony said finally having enough. Tony opened the door to his car. "I'll see you at my place Steve." Tony slammed the door and drove away.
"This is far from over." Bruce said pointing at Steve. Steve walked away from the area and towards his own car. He pulled Tonys address out of his pocket. 'Well day one was a success.' Steve thought to himself.
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Clint walked through his front door and placed his car keys on a table beside the door. "Be careful, take off your shoes, and don't touch anything." Clint instructed the girl who followed him into the house. Clint slipped his own shoes off and placed them on the mat next to the door. There were no other pairs on the mat. "What's your name again doll?" Clint asked walking into the living room. "Iris." The girl trailing behind him replied.
"Well Iris this is my place." Clint said motioning around the room. "Pretty cool right?" he asked as he sat down on one of the large couches that filled the room. Iris sat down in a chair close by. "Wow it's big." Iris said looking around. 'Typical dumb blonde.' Clint thought to himself rolling his eyes. "Yeah my parents own a big archery company. They make bows and arrows and stuff." Clint explained shrugging. It was really neat most of the time. Clint got to play around with the product and test stuff out. Plus they were never home which meant he had the place all to himself most of the time. "Oh that's neat." Iris said sounding like she didn't really care.
"Uh huh neat. You want a drink?" Clint asked making his way to the kitchen. "Oh no thanks, I'm watching my weight." Iris said shaking her head. Clint grabbed himself a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. "Not even water?" He asked. "Not unless it's diet. I can't afford empty calories." Iris said fully serious. 'Diet water? Really. Way to pick em Clint.' He thought to himself grabbing another bottle. He handed her the bottle and she inspected it before opening it.
"So are you into some kind of sport or whatever it is you're watching calories for?" Clint asked trying to find anything interesting about her. "Just marital arts." Iris replied sipping the water. "Really? My…I have a friend who is into that." Clint said wondering if she knew Natasha. "What's her name I probably know her." Iris said placing the bottle on a nearby table. "First off that is mahogany, and her name doesn't matter." Clint said pushing a coaster toward Iris.
"I've been at a lot of competitions and I've never seen you there supporting your friend." Iris said placing the water bottle on the coaster. "I don't really have a lot of time between soccer practice and games and just being awesome in general." Clint joked. Apparently Iris didn't get that it was a joke because she didn't laugh. "I was joking about the awesome part." Clint said after a moment. "Oh okay. That's funny." Iris said finally catching on.
"Funny's my middle name." Clint said sarcastically.
The sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Why don't I give you a tour of the rest of this place?" Clint asked.
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Natasha had blown off practice today. Sure she would regret it tomorrow, sure she needed all the practice she could get but that just didn't seem to matter right now. She'd known about Clint being a man whore for a while now. It just always seemed like a bad time to talk about it.
Her mother would be rolling in her grave if she knew that she had let Clint cheat on her. She'd become a zombie and eat him if she knew that it had happened multiple times. Her mother had always been an independent strong woman. It had just been Natasha and her mom. Before Natasha came here they had been living in Russia alone. Her mother didn't need a man to complete her and she taught Natasha that she didn't either.
But when her mother had died when Natasha was 14 she was dragged away from everything to live with a father she never knew. Natasha supposed he was an okay guy. He had been sort of like Clint was now but when Natasha came into the picture he cleaned his act up…a little bit. She'd probably seven live with him until after graduation and during the summer until she went away to MIT. She still had 8 months to go until she turned 18 after all and couldn't really move out even if she wanted to.
She sat down in a low to the ground chai in her bed room and looked around. Martial Arts trophies covered countless shelves and walls. She was jarred out of her thoughts when she received a text message. "I'm in." It read.
She instantly knew what it meant. Earlier that day she and one of her close friends Iris planned to get proof that Clint was in fact cheating on her. She knew the rumors and heard all the tales but until she heard and saw it from someone she knew and trusted she wouldn't fully believe it. Natasha knew she didn't want to believe it that's why she needed this.
"He likes blonds so you're already ahead of the game." Natasha explained to Iris as they walked over to the soccer practice field where a gaggle of girls surrounded Clint asking him about soccer.
"Just act as ditzy and dumb as you possibly can." Natasha said pointing at the typical dumb girls in the group.
"I don't know Natasha is this outfit really necessary. I feel like a walking billboard for the red light district." Iris asked trying to pull the tight mini skirt Natasha had forced her into below her mid thighs. She stumbled through the Astroturf in her high heels. "Just stick to the plan." Natasha said turning around and walking back the other was when they got too close to the group.
There was only one other girl now and she wasn't talking much. Iris walked up to Clint. "I was wondering I've been wanting to know a little more about this game you play. Soccer is it? I always get soccer and football mixed up." She said trying to sound as dumb as possible. "Yeah I play soccer. What do you want to know?" Clint asked shooing the other girl away. "How do you run the bases to make a basket or is it shooting to make a home run?" Iris asked. She cringed at the sound of herself. How anyone could be this stupid she didn't know. She felt her IQ drop a hundred points just saying that last sentence.
"You really don't know anything about soccer do you?" Clint asked. Iris shook her head. "Well why don't you come back to my place and I'll explain it." Clint said putting an arm around her shoulder. "Okay." Iris said smiling. "Do you want to take my car or we can take yours. We can always come back and get one of them later." Clint asked walking toward the parking lot. "Actually one of my friends drove me this morning so we can just take yours." Iris said forcing back the urge to punch the scum bag.
Natasha got another text message. "Tasha I'm in do you want me to stick to the plan or forget this whole stupid thing?" It said. Natasha thought for a moment. From where she was watching behind the science lab building she knew things wouldn't end well. "Proceed." She texted back.
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Sarah sat in her driveway. She regretted yelling at Tony. Honestly she hadn't meant to, she wasn't that kind of person it had all just spilled out. She finally got out of her truck and made her way into the house. The whole house was dark. Not a single light was on. Her sister was on a conserving energy kick and made sure anytime she walked by a light switch to turn it off whether someone was using the light or not.
As usual her father was on the couch watching TV. "Have a good first day back?" He asked not really looking up from whatever was on. "Uh huh." She replied.
She walked up the steps and to her room at the end of the hall. She opened the door and flipped her light on. Her sister Kaitlin immediately from down the hall came running. "You have to keep it off." Kaitlin said reaching for the switch. "Keep your own lights off Baby Duck." Sarah said walking into the room.
"Don't call me that mamas the only one who can call me that." Kaitlin said leaning against the door frame.
"Close the door and leave Duck." Sarah said shooing Kaitlin away.
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Steve drove up to a huge tower like structure. He looked down at the address that Tony had given him. Sure enough this was it there was no mistaking it. He parked his car in the large parking garage next to the car Tony was driving today. Steve looked up at the tower he couldn't bring himself to knock on the door. Steve stood there for what felt like an eternity before he walked up and knocked on the door.
Tony answered it with a smile. "Hey I thought maybe you got lost and gave up on trying to find it." Tony said ushering Steve into the spacious foyer. "No I found it okay." Steve said looking around. This place looked like a king or someone like that lived here. "Well I'm glad." Tony lead Steve into a large living room.
"You live here?" Steve asked carefully sitting on one of the couches. He looked down at the rug making sure he didn't dirty it. "Yeah my dad's never home so I'm here mostly alone." Tony said plopping down next to Steve on the couch. "It's not a big deal. You're alone most of the time too though right? Cause your parents are gone." Tony said grabbing the remote for the large flat screen television screen on the wall. "Yeah mostly. But its okay I don't mind being alone." Steve said shrugging. "Don't you miss them at all?" Tony asked flipping channels. "Do you miss your dad?" Steve asked glaring at Tony.
"That's not the same." Tony said finally settling on a random game show. "Isn't it he's never home, their never home. It's pretty much the same thing." Steve replied. He didn't like where this was going. This was first friend here and he was already poking and prodding into his life. "At least he's in the same country. I know where he is most of the time." Tony shook his head. He didn't understand Steve. Tony didn't especially care for his father but Steve seemed like an all-around good kid who surely did care about his parents.
"I don't really want to talk about this." Steve said standing up. "I'm sorry just sit back down and we'll just chill." Tony said pulling Steve back down. Steve fell down on the couch. "We cool?" Tony asked. "We're cool." Steve said sitting up.
"So where were you born?" Tony asked. "Actually I was born here in New York." Steve said shifting on the couch. Not many people knew much about him. He usually didn't stay in one place long enough to tell people more than just the basic stuff. "How old are you?" Tony asked. "18." Steve said wondering why Tony was asking him all the weird questions. "This may seem silly but what's your favorite color?" Tony asked. "What is this 21 questions?" Steve asked looking over from the television. "I just want to know about you that's all." Tony replied shrugging. The duo sat in silence watching whatever channel Tony had decided on. "Blue." Steve said absentmindedly. "What?" Tony asked surprised. "Blue. My favorite color's blue."
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Thor was glad to be home. Today had been a good day. He tried to make the best of things and look at the positive side of things. He loved school. He loved most things and mostly everyone. He walked in through the front door of his home. He lived with his Aunt Sigyn. After his parents had sent him to America after an incident that occurred with his brother that he didn't like to talk about.
He walked through the living room and into the kitchen where he found his Aunt preparing dinner. "Hey." His aunt greeted him. "Hi." He said leaning against the counter and grabbing a piece of fried chicken out of a bowl. "Don't eat that you'll ruin your dinner." She said smacking his hand away. "You know me I have the appetite of a grizzly bear." Thor said biting into the piece. "How was your day?" She asked placing another piece of chicken into the frying pan. "It was good. There's a new girl that is nice." Thor said wiping his hands on his jeans. "How was yours?" Thor asked. "It was good. Your brother got in today, I picked him up and he's somewhere in the house." Sigyn said not turning her attention from the pan.
"Oh joy." Thor said sarcastically. "Be nice. He's still your brother after all. It doesn't matter what happened in the past." Sigyn said sending him a glare. He turned away and threw the chicken bone into the trash can. Thor honestly loved his brother. He was still touchy on the unspeakable event. He hadn't spoken to Loki in years since it had occurred. "I will Sig but if he pulls any of his usual crap I can't promise that I won't kill him." Thor said walking into the living room. He scanned the space Loki wasn't there. He peered through the sliding glass back door and saw Loki sitting underneath a tree reading a book. Thor walked through the door and made his way outside. "Hey." Thor said walking toward where Loki was sitting. Loki didn't look up at him. "How was your flight?" Thor asked leaning against the tree Loki was sitting under. "Was it good?" Thor asked trying to get Loki to talk. Loki was still not replying to Thor. "Would you talk to me please?" Thor asked. "Hello, my flight was fine." Loki said annoyed still not looking up from his book.
"What's your problem?" Thor asked. Loki put the book down with a sigh. "You know what my problem is. You're not my brother anymore so I see no need to interact with you more than necessary." Loki said looking up at Thor. "You'll always be my brother." Thor said sitting down next to Loki. "Don't say that." Loki scooted away. "Why can't you see that even though were not blood related we will always be brothers? We were raised together. You were my best friend, and whether you like it or not I'll always refer to you as my brother." Thor said pulling up clumps of grass out of the ground.
"I've changed. I'm not who I used to be Thor. Nothings like it used to be. I've lost everything I thought I was and there's no getting it back." Loki tried to explain all the thoughts going through his head.
"You know when I was sent here I felt the same way." Thor said patting Lokis shoulder. "It's not the same." Loki said shaking Thors hand away. "Just listen to me." Thor said taking the book Loki had been holding out of his hands and placing it on the grass. "I didn't know anyone here; I didn't know what I was going to do. It took me awhile but I figured it out and I'm sure you will too." Thor said smiling. Loki looked down at the grass. "Boys! Dinners ready!"
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Iris couldn't look Clint in the eye as he drove her back to the school parking lot. She nodded and uh huh'd everything he said. She couldn't a competent sentence. She knew deep down that what had happened wasn't her fault but she couldn't help but feel guilty. Natasha had asked her to find out if Clint was cheating on her, she should've said no and let the whole thing be over with. Everyone knew Clint was a notorious womanizer but Natasha wouldn't hear a word of it without proof.
Clint looked over at Iris. She wasn't too bright and he was sure that he could keep her quiet. As long as Natasha never found out everything would be good. He had to make sure that no one found out about all the other girls he spent time with. It would ruin his reputation. "You know you can't tell anyone about this right?" Clint asked eyeing the road. The streets were empty tonight. They usually were out here anyway. The city was another story, it was always packed, always had a million people trying to get somewhere.
"Uh huh." Iris said not looking over from the window. Clint pulled into the parking lot and up next to Iris's car which was the only one left in the lot. She quickly climbed out and searched her purse for the keys to her car. "I had fun Hun, you should call me sometimes and we can do it again." Clint said leaning over to the passenger's side. Iris slammed the door shut and Clint winced a little at the loud sound. "Uh huh sure." Iris said putting her keys in the door of her car. "Alright bye doll." Clint said pulling away.
Iris got in her car and started it. She knew now she was in a mess she could never drag herself out of.
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"Sarah dear that nice young man Bob is here to see you." Sarahs mother said from the other side of the door. "Bob?" Sarah asked getting up from her desk and walking to the door. "You know the good looking one you're dating." Her mother explained. She opened the door to see her mother standing there. Her mother was almost never home, and when she was she didn't take the time to learn about new things.
"Bruce." Sarah corrected her mother. "Oh I'm sorry dear apologize to him for me." Sarah made her way down the stairs to the living room where Bruce was standing. She stopped dead in her tracks. He was talking to her father. Thinking of ways to stop their conversation as quickly as possible Sarah rushed over. "So you play any sports boy?" her father asked Bruce. "No he doesn't daddy." Sarah said making her presence in the room know. Bruce nodded. "No I don't, but I'm thinking about trying out for the football team." 'Oh god. You shouldn't have said that we'll be here forever now.' Sarah thought to herself trying to pry Bruce away. "I used to play when I was in high school." Her father said tossing an empty beer can into the trash. "That's nice sir." Bruce said. "Yep those were the days. Well I'll let you skedaddle. I know you don't wanna be talking to an old man like me when you've got my daughter to keep you company." Sarah immediately took the opportunity and practically dragged Bruce up the stairs.
Her mother grabbed her arm as they were about to enter her room and pulled her aside. "Keep the door cracked open." Her mother warned before heading down the stairs. Sarah entered the room and found Bruce sitting in one of the chairs. "Why didn't you just call me if you wanted to see me and I would have met you somewhere." Sarah said plopping down in the chair at her desk.
"What happened?" Bruce asked. She knew that he knew what had happened with Tony. She didn't want to talk about this. She felt so bad for yelling at him over something that really wasn't his fault. The more she thought about it the worse she felt. "What happened with what." Sarah said trying to act like she didn't know what was going on. "You know with what. All people are talking about is your little screaming match." Bruce said tapping his fingers against the desk.
"It's nothing." Sarah said trying to brush it off. "Nothing? That's why people are saying that you were angry and upset and crying. Because it was nothing." He said kicking his feet back and forth. "Why didn't you tell me when it happened?" He asked. "I didn't want to worry you really it's nothing. I started it. I yelled at him. He never even raised his voice; he never did anything to deserve me talking to him like that. I feel horrible about it I do. I don't know how I'm going to face him tomorrow." Sarah explained.
"What about if you go by his place tonight and apologize?" Bruce asked. "I don't know where he lives." Sarah said shaking her head. "I do. I'll go with you, I need to apologize too." Bruce said standing up out of the chair. "Why do you need to apologize? What did you do?" Sarah asked heading out the door. "Nothing….much."
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Steve was standing outside Tonys house leaning against the door frame. "Thanks for tonight..." Steve said smiling at Tony. "No problem." Tony replied. "I'm sorry I pushed you about your parents earlier." Tony apologized. "Don't be sorry it's honestly not a big deal. I'm sorry I pushed you about your dad." Steve said looking out at the crowded streets. Tony didn't say anything.
"Well I'm going to head home now. I've still got history and English to do, and I advise you get to work on it as well." Steve said walking down the steps. Steve was nearing the garage when Tony called out. "We should do this again sometime. I had lots of fun."
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Natasha answered her front door. "I'm sorry." A teary eyed Iris said. Natasha brought her into the house and led her to the living room. "What happened?" Natasha asked. She was worried what had happened that had Iris so visibly upset. "It's all true Tasha; everything that all those other girls have been saying is true." Iris said sobbing. Natasha paused a moment to let the information sink in. A collective gaggle of the rumors that had been spreading for weeks filled her head.
"Isn't he just gorgeous?" "'Oh Natasha I'm so sorry that you're boyfriends a man-whore" "I heard Natalie Ray slept with him." "You know Taylor Makinnies new car? He's the one that bought it for her" "I saw him kiss Rosanne Parks." So it was all true. She felt like a fool. She had believed him when he said that everyone was lying. She had taken his work over the words of all the others and he betrayed her.
"What happened." Natasha said sternly. "I'm soo sorry." Iris said letting loud a loud sob. Natasha threw her water glass at the wall. She kicked the lamb over. Iris jumped as sparks flew as the blub busted and glass shattered. "Get out." Natasha said storming into the kitchen. She flung pots and pans to the floor. "What?" Iris asked shocked. "Get out!" Natasha screamed hurling a plastic bowl in Iris's general direction.
"Natasha I'm sorry. It's not my fault you're the one who wanted to know the truth. I could have told you what was going to happen but you had to have absolute proof." Iris begged from the living room.
"You could have stopped it. You didn't have to sleep with him!" Natasha screeched throwing another bowl. "What did you want me to do? I thought this was what you wanted?" Iris asked cowering behind a chair. "You could have asked him, or just kissed him. You didn't have to actually sleep with him." Natasha said falling to the floor tears streaming down her face. Iris walked over to the kitchen. "Don't touch me. Get out of my house and never talk to me again." Natasha said kicking at a pot. "You're my friend." Iris said bewildered. "You're dead to me." Natasha said hitting a cabinet door. Iris rushed out of the house. Iris was dead to her. Clint was dead to her. She would show him. She didn't need him, she didn't need anyone.
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Loki sat on the floor in his new room trying to organize his stuff. In front of him was a pile of books. He was trying to decide which ones to put on the small bookshelf in the room and which ones to put in a box in the closet. He continued sorting for several minutes until he heard a loud knock on the door. "Knock knock." Thor said leaning against the open door. Loki rolled his eyes.
"You'd still come in even if I told you not to. So just come in." Loki said. "I just wanted to give this back to you." Thor said walking into the room and holding out the book that Loki had been reading outside earlier to him. "You left it outside and it's supposed to rain tonight. I didn't want it to get wet." Thor said as Loki took the book. "Thank you. That's very nice of you." Loki said smiling as he put the book in the shelf pile. "I know how you love your books." Thor said sitting on the floor next to him. "I'm glad you're here." Thor said picking at loose threads of the carpet. "I can't really say that I am. It is however better than being stuck there with a lie." Loki said continuing to go through the pile of books. "I missed you." Thor said looking up. "I suppose I missed you too." Loki replied. Loki got up and started putting the books from the shelf pile onto the book shelf.
"I never really apologized to you for what I said after….well you know." Thor said still not comfortable with the idea of talking about the incident. "You don't have to apologize." Loki said understanding. It hadn't been Thors fault. After all Loki was the one who had pulled the prank and he deserved the words he got in return.
"No I do. I said some horrible things." Thor said standing up and helping Loki shelf the books. "I thought you didn't like to talk about it. What do you call it 'The unspeakable incident'?" Loki asked.
"I think we should. We never really did talk about why you did it?" Thor said. Loki shelved the last book and sat down on his bed. "You know why I did it." Loki said shaking his head. "I was jealous of you. You were always so different from me. You were their favorite and they obviously liked you more than they liked me." Loki said looking down at the carpet. Thor sat down next to Loki. "That's not true. They did and still do love you very much." Thor said taking Lokis hand. "That's not the only reason." Loki said pulling his hand away. "Then what?" Thor asked confused. "You'll hate me if I tell you." Loki said scooting away from Thors closeness. "I could never hate you. I love you, you know that."
Loki frowned. "I loved you; I still love you more than I should." Loki said refusing to look at Thor. The realization slowly hit Thor. "I..." Thor started but Loki cut him off. "Please let me finish. If I don't say it now I never will." Loki said fiddling with his fingers. "Then it was wrong for me to have those feelings for you because you were my brother so I tried to hate you. I tried to hate you as much as I possibly could so I wouldn't love you. I was never able to hate you though. When I found out that you weren't really my brother part of me was so incredibly happy. But I knew that you would never think of my as anything but your brother." Loki explained.
The room stayed silent for some time. "See you hate me now." Loki said interpreting the silence as the worst possible outcome. "I can't stay here with you. I can't be this close to you." Loki said standing up. He picked up a duffle bag and walked to the closet. Thor watched in awe. He loved Loki much the way Loki had just confessed to loving him and he couldn't let him leave.
"I'll stay at a hotel until I find….." Loki started but felt Thor behind him. "Will you please move." Loki asked plucking clothes from their hangers and shoving them into the bag. "I can't let you leave. It would kill me." Thor said placing a hand on Lokis shoulder. Loki spun around.
"What do you mean you can't let me leave? I can do…" Loki started arguing but was cut off by Thor kissing him. Loki was stunned and it took him a second to realize what was happening. Taking it as a sick joke he quickly pulled back. "You talk far too much." Thor said pulling Loki into a hug. Loki pushed against Thor trying to get free but Thors hold was too strong.
"Why can't you see I love you so much? I always have." Thor said. Loki stopped fighting when he realized his feelings were reciprocated. "I used to want to be around you all that I could. I knew I could never be with you because you were my brother and it would be wrong so I compensated by being with you as much as I could." Thor said taking Lokis bag and setting it on the floor.
"Mother and Father told me long before they told you that you were adopted. It was before the prank war was began and I'm afraid as a result of me trying to tell you that I loved you it did begin." Thor explained.
"And then things escalated the way they did and I was forced to leave. It broke my heart to leave you but I had no choice. And now all the sudden you're here and I finally have a chance to be with you." Thor said running his hands through Lokis hair.
"I love you." Thor said before pulling Loki close to him. "As do I you." Loki replied.
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Big update. Haven't updated in a long time. Some parts I'm happy with some I'm not. I started my college classes last week and have had no time to write. Hopefully I'll get some more time in soon.