Loki placed his palm onto the tiles as the cool water slid over his damaged skin, taking the dried blood with it as it went down the drain.

It'd been so long since he could properlly wash himself, the guards back in Asgard would usually throw boiling water on his back before he would be whipped to make his body more tender and inflict more pain. Flinching a bit at the unpleasant memories, the god balled his fist and gave the wall one hard punch. How could a man that still had the odacity to call himself his father allow such torture on him?

No wait.. That's right.. Loki was just another stolen relic to Odim.

Tears mixed in with the water on his face and his body trembled with anger and sadness. Never would he show this side of himself to anyone, it was truely pathetic, but he could only bottle it up for so long.

After the long shower, the messy haired god looked at himself in the mirror.

The cuts were all gone but he still had bruises and the burns. Another thing he noticed was his sunken cheekbones, and his paler-than-usual skin.

"Ugh."Loki groaned, before he spotted one of Loki's combs, it wasn't fancy, but it would do.

Sliding his fingers through his long ebony hair he picked it up and began combing the unruly mess on his head.

After about ten minutes, he managed to untangle it and the ends curled upwards. A little more content with his appearance, he exited.

Tony lazily tossed the ringing phone to Pepper, who answered the unknown caller.

" How can I help you?.. Oh Stark is currently in the middle of a project..." She lied so professionally, Stark began to wonder why she didn't become a saleswoman.

Twirling the glass of champagne in his hand, his gaze drifted over to the thin God standing in the hallway. At first it was just a glance, then Tony's head snapped back with surprize it almost looked as if he'd seen an angry five headed dragon.

The nude god blinked as the mortal dragged him out of the room before Pepper could see.

"HEY- THIS ISN'T YOUR PLACE TO BE WALKING AROUND IN YOUR BIRTHDAY SUIT LIKE THAT."

The puzzled god arched his thin brow, tilting his chin ever so slightly in an arrogant way.

Stark wrapped his favorite red robe around the naked body and tied it tightly, forgetting the god's wounds."Ow." Loki hissed, making Tony apologize for the roughness.

Though his body could have been in way better condition, it still flustered the mortal a bit, though he had seen so many naked people before.

Okay, I need to get laid more often. Tony mentally noted as he pinched the bridge of his nose in shame.

"I'll get you something to wear as soon as your wounds are gone."

"I thought you'd hand me over once my wounds are healed Man of Iron."

"OH, I WILL. But I am not sending you back in those blood-stained rags you wore. Its not my style."

A chuckle escaped the god for the second time in Tony's presence. It was pleasant to hear Loki let out any little laughs instead of his annoyingly sexy little comebacks, because his little ehehes were just so fucking adorable. "By the way, do you want to get a haircut Bambi?"

"No.. And what is it with these strange names you call me?"

Of course Loki wouldn't know what a reindeer was, and wouldn't know what Bambi was.

"I give everyone nick-names."

"Thor's is understandable, but what does this Bambi mean? And Reindeer games?"

Pepper interrupted their little chat with one hand over the phone. "Fury needs to speak with you, he says it's urgent."

Rolling his eyes and making an annoyed grunt, he accepted the phone and looked over to Loki with a look that said to stay quiet.

Pepper glanced at what Loki was wearing, then she made her way back to the her laptop in the living room.

Mischiviously, the god slid closer to listen to the conversation.

"Tony, I received the pictures."

"Oh, what did you think?"

"Its harsh, but at least we have proof that they are not taking it easy on that bastard."

"What?! Did you SEE those pictures?! The way they-"

"STARK. It doesn't matter what we think is right. He knew the consequences for what he was doing."

"But-"

"No buts! All I asked was for proof, and you got it. That's all there is to it, let him pay for what he did and forget about it."

Stark gulped after the line went dead. Oh, he fucked up majorly... Looking over to the smirking criminal who had eyebrows raised in a 'what are you going to do now genius' look.

"Shuddup." Stark replied to the unasked question.