Tony had spent two days locked in his house, in a non-fifteen-year-old-depression (thank you very much, Jarvis). His phone had sounded with call of Pepper, Rhodey and Bruce but he hadn't answered, especially the was impossible! What could Loki see in his friend? Bruce was shy, withdrawn, yes, he was brilliant, he also is sarcastic and funny but he was better! No, bad Tony, he shouldn't think such things about his best friend. What if Loki was dating Bruce? It's not like he's the only person in the world to fuck right? So Tony stuck to that new philosophy and went out to have fun that night. But then, as things always come out perfect (pure black sarcasm), he had the lovely fortune (more sarcasm) to meet Bruce and Loki at the bar.
"Tony!" Bruce smiled, greeting him. Tony had already been caught and didn't think that Bruce would like it if he hid in the chest of the blonde girl who was on his arm.
"Brucie!" said Tony, showing his fake smile.
"You remember Loki?" said, making the bastard advance. Tony had to clench his fists to look directly into Loki's eyes and not go down that sinful body that in that night was wearing a red shirt which made him look like the most appetizing thing in the world, maybe Tony isn't Eva but he wanted bite that apple.
"Of course, your... boyfriend" he almost spat the word but smiled as normal as possible.
"Stark" Loki greeted with a nod.
!I see you're having fun, Pepper was worried" he said. Sure, worried. The blonde had caught him when he was going to the building of Science and Nature, she had hit him five times in the head, gave him a slap and a warning call that made him feel like he was in front of his dear grandmother, rest in peace. Pepper was exasperated, she wanted to know what was wrong with him but Tony was so good at avoiding questions, for which someone should give him a medal (if it was a sport, of course).
"Yes... I already talked to her, all good now" he shrugged and smiled.
"Well, we don't interrupt more, enjoy your night" Bruce smiled and left taking Loki's hand.
Tony didn't follow them with his eyes as they went (he totally did) and suddenly his mood wasn't so good, he ordered the blonde to fly somewhere and asked for drink, watching Loki and Bruce laughed at something, then the raven-haired pulled Bruce onto the dancefloor and danced with him with sensual and provocative movements. Tony had his eyes fixed on the raven-haired, his dark eyes following the sinuous movement of his hips, almost drooling with the sensuality of his waist, dumbed by how the low and intimate light make him look even more tempting. Tony looked up, passing his body up slowly before his eyes met the green eyes that engulfed him completely. Tony was trapped, he couldn't look away from him and the whole thing of body and gaze had him harder that he had never been before. Loki smiled at him then, a challenging gesture that make him desire him even more. Then the raven-haired turned towards Bruce and wrapped him in his arms, pulling him and kissing him deeply.
Tony looked away and left the club shortly after. But he didn't forget that look. Loki had been foolish enough to challenge him and now he will find out why Tony Stark always got what he wanted.