Loki was about to kill the idiot who was knocking the door of his house at 8:00 am on a Sunday, it was fucking early.

"What?" Loki snapped, opening the door. The young man jumped and looked at him, half scared.

"Pa-Package for you, Mr. Laufeyson" he said holding out a sheet to sign. Lok gave an exasperated sigh and signed, the man nodded and moved his hand down the hall. Instantly, four boys entered carrying large vases with red roses on them.

"What the hell is this? Who sent them?" Loki asked even if it was absurd, he was pretty sure who did it.

"It has a card, sir" said one of the men, giving it to him. Loki took it quickly and opened it, pulling out the white paper.

'Twelve roses...' Loki looked up and saw that indeed, there were four vases with three roses each. The men fled before the evident anger of the raven-haired's trashed, Loki arranged the vases in a corner of his apartment and glared daggers at it, hoping that it would reach the brown-haired. Loki had always been a simple person, with a family like his, it was easier to keep everything quiet to fight at all times so when Loki came here, he continued to maintain a simple style. Bruce was perfect, he was calm, funny, he gave him a sense of peace that he couldn't easily get and Loki adored him for it. His life had been well until Tony Stark had decided he wanted to get into it and in his pants. Loki snorted into his cup of coffee, feeling a migraine forming.

The doorbell rang again and Loki walked to the door, grumbling to himself. When he opened the door and saw another deliveryman, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"You can not be serious" he muttered but the professional expression of the boy said yes, that Stark was doing this seriously. Loki had to answer the bell about five times, each time with different flowers, they brought him Carnations, Forget-Me-Nots, Lilies and Daisies. When the bell rang for the sixth time, Loki was ready to kill Stark and hang his jewelry on your wall "WHAT?!" he cried, opening the door and causing Bruce jump three feet back.

"Is... is everything okay?" Loki looked surprised and blinked.

"Uh, yeah, sorry I shouted" he said, moving uncomfortably.

"What is it?" asked Bruce when he entered then stood still, watching all the flowers he had set in the middle of the room "And this?"

"It's... mmm... I don't know how to explain it" he sighed at the end, Bruce approached where the cards were 'Dozen roses and other flowers, none of them is like you, give me a chance to prove you, that first impressions don't matter, everything gets better. Your secret admirer' he read and Bruce raised his eyebrows.

"A secret admirer?"

"I have no idea who is this moron is, what I do know is that he have ruined my whole morning, the damn doorbell hasn't stopped ringing" Loki growled, crossing his arms like a petulant child. Bruce chuckled and walked over to him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Should I be jealous?" Loki snorted.

"Not at all, it's a fool who will surrender" Loki said dismissively.

"Very well... then what about if I cheer your morning a little?" Bruce had a mischievous glint that almost never appeared in his eyes and Loki smiled.

"What's on your mind?" he asked flirtatiously, Bruce just laughed as he dragged him into the room.

Tony arrived in high spirits to the cafeteria, ready to take his vital fluid and start the day. The brown-haired greeted Judith and she only returned a gesture of apology, bringing him a big black bag.

"What is that?" asked the brown-haired.

"Um... Loki left this in here" Tony took the bag and opened it, finding every flower in, a note was on top and he took it, 'I am a boy, not a girl' is all he said and the brown-haired blinked a few times before laughing.

"So, not a girl, eh..." Jane blinked to his mischievous smile and wondered if Loki knew who he was messing wiht.

Dear Jarvis:

I sent Loki flowers with very well-written messages, if you ask me, it was fun to see how each deliveryman came out with a face of terror of his apartment, I assume that Loki wasn't in the mood which fulfilled my two objectives, to bother him and to give him a nice gift to conquer him. What ruined my joy was seeing that Bruce arrived, I could see them from the window of his apartment as he hugged him and take him to what I assume was his room.

Damn it. I can't be jealous of Brucie, Jarvis, he is the best and my science bro. But that damn green eyed devil has to be mine. How the fucking shit can I fuck him if don't want to hurt my friend?

I'm so screwed, Jarvis but no matter what, I'm Tony-Fucking-Stark and I always get what I want.

Now I have another plan in place...

"Sir, can I tell you that you're being stupid?"

"Nope"

"I just did it, sir"

"Don't do again, then"

"..."

"I listen a sarcastic silence, Jarvis, it's not funny"

"I would never dare, sir, or should I say miss, as you continue to write as a fifteen year old.

"Don't overstep, Jarvis, I will make you coffee machine"

"Of course... miss"

"Jarvis!"