"Blame it on the vodka,
Blame it on the henny,
Blame it on the blue top,
Got you feeling dizzy,
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol."
Blame It (On The Alcohol), Jamie Foxx ft. T-Pain
It wasn't until the morning that Loki truly understood the Midgardian term 'hammered.'
He'd certainly been drunk in his time, but he'd generally been fine the next morning. Thor was often hungover; on many Sunday mornings, Loki would find the older god slumped over the table in the dining room, cradling his head in his arms and groaning. Before Loki had laughed and poked fun at his brother, but now he was giving some serious contemplation to taking it all back. He felt as if someone was pounding a hammer inside his forehead, certainly.
Groaning, the slim man sat up. It was only then that he registered that he was not, as he first thought, in he and Tony's bed. The two of them were on the couch where they'd begun drinking the previous night. Clearly neither of them had been sober enough to get to bed. Sitting up dislodged an empty Jack Daniel's bottle which fell to the floor with a thunk but, mercifully, didn't smash. The sound roused Tony and he rubbed his head.
"Jesus. What time is it?" the mortal grumbled. Loki shrugged.
"Too early," he answered, burying his face in his hands. Tony chuckled.
"Please don't tell me this is your first hangover?" he said. Loki groaned.
"Not the first, but one of very few," was the muffled reply. "I don't understand how you can enjoy being drunk so often, Anthony. Is this feeling really worth it?"
"You get used to it," Tony assured him, before rising to his feet. "C'mon. You need coffee and something hot and greasy inside you – and I don't mean me."
"You're such a master in the art of language, Anthony. Really, you're practically a poet. However do you do it?" Loki looked up, smirking. Tony laughed.
"It's amazing how a hangover has no effect on your sharp tongue," the smaller man said. "Come on. I'll make you breakfast and then we'll go take a long hot shower together, alright?"
"Alright," Loki got to his feet and followed Tony into the kitchen. He flopped at the table and rested his head on folded arms. "Ugh. I stink."
"All the more reason to shower," Tony chuckled. "Christ, Lo. I think we've discovered your kryptonite. Thor wasn't kidding when he said you can't handle your liquor, was he?"
"It's that damn vodka," Loki grumbled. Tony laughed.
"Oh, yeah. Vodka'll do that," he said.
"You think vodka is bad," Thor chuckled, striding into the kitchen. "You should've seen him when Fandrall convinced him that absinthe was a good idea."
"Don't you dare," Loki warned, though it sounded quite pathetic from inside his arms.
"It was most amusing, Stark, I assure you," the bigger man went on. "I found the two of them half naked singing children's nursery rhymes while-"
"Carry on and I swear, I will make the rest of your living days hell," Loki growled and this time Thor took heed, simply mouthing I'll tell you later at Tony when Loki looked away.
"God, hangovers make you so moody," Tony commented, placing a cup of black coffee on the table. Loki accepted it, but scowled at the mortal.
"No. People make me moody," Loki said, sounding alarmingly like Tony himself when he'd been a hormonal teenager. Tony simply laughed at him.
"Okay, Little Miss Sunshine, don't get too excited," Tony said, earning him a cold look. "Okay, okay. Jeez."
Thor simply laughed and ruffled the younger god's hair, earning a look that could probably put even a demigod six feet under. Tony had to laugh at that point.
"Jesus, are you actually pouting?" he said. "That. Is. Adorable."
"Adorable isn't exactly what I aim for," Loki flipped his hair back but blushed a little, and Tony could tell that he was trying to supress a grin. The mortal took a seat opposite the younger demigod and grinned.
"Come on. Drink that so we can go shower," he said. At Loki's seductive look (and Thor's threatening one) Tony quickly added. "You need it. You're right. You stink."
"Thanks, sweetheart," Loki laughed, slamming the rest of his coffee and getting to his feet. "Come on then. Let's go."
A/N: I understand this chapter is shitty and the song doesn't totally fit but it's just a filler and I felt I needed to update in some way. Remember to review.