Two people were in the tower's elevator at seven o'clock sharp in the morning, just as promised.

Pepper stood tall, her posture in it's usual confident state. She smoothed out her skirt to keep up with her usual impeccable appearance and quickly adopted a serious expression. She was here for business and she made sure it showed. The man next to her mirrored her, only he adopted a small smile whereas Pepper's mouth was a thin line of concentration. He quickly wiped a few beads of sweat off his brow, swiping his hand on his classic blue jeans. Jeebers, was this going to be interesting, the man thought.

When Pepper had initially called him, he was right in the middle of working out. However, being the respectable man he was with manners, he ran and picked the phone up right away. He was very surprised to hear Mrs. Pott's voice, and he eagerly told her that. After listening to what Pepper had to say, promising her he was not going to alert SHIELD, he prepared to leave his apartment for good. Pepper had offered him one of the rooms in the tower as a permanent residence. She said it was long overdue, so he took it after she insisted.

So he packed all his things into one suitcase (you'd think after a year he'd collect more possessions), and met Mrs. Potts outside his building. He waved his dingy little space good bye. He wouldn't really miss it anyway; most of his time was spent at the gym or reluctantly with SHIELD.

But now the elevator dinged, symbolizing their arrival on the penthouse floor. With a deep breath, Steve Rogers set foot into the space, bracing himself for what was to come.

Loki had kept his word, and at about five o'clock, he was knocking at Tony's door. After a few moments of silence he pounded it a couple times with his fist before hesitantly yelling, "Man...of iron?"

No, that didn't quite sound right. He juggled around what else he could possibly call out, something that would sit right on his tongue.

"Stark?"

That was a lot better. For a second he wondered why he even called Stark "Man of Iron". That was Thor's name for the man; he recalled his ex-brother using it a few times before their fight. He found it humorous at the time that the big oaf had the mortal's name so wrong and he laughed mentally at his stupidity. Now though the name brought a pang to his heart. It reminded him too much of the Aesir.

He heard a voice on the inside of the room, loud music, and then the door knob started to twist. Soon Tony's head popped right outside the door frame, eyes slightly red, and a large scowl on his face. He looked like he was ready to kill someone, but Loki knew he wouldn't. The frost giant took a step back anyway, but still tried to keep his cool.

"What the hell do you want?! YOU WOKE ME UP!" Tony shouted, clearly grumpy from being awake so early. He was actually having a decent night sleep; he had only woken once from a nightmare in the middle of the night but that was it.

"The morn has arrived." he said, his voice finally coming out smoothly. Why would it not anyway? It was a saying he was so used to hearing, something Frigga would tell him and Thor every morning.

"Thank you Shakespeare, now why doth thou taketh thou ass down the hallway and GO BACK TO BED!" Tony snapped. Oh was he grumpy...

"Mrs. Potts requested your presence in two hours."

"How the hell do you know what time it is?!"

"The ceiling told me."

"You mean JARVIS?" Tony asked, sounding more amused now.

"If that is his name, yes. Now please prepare for the day or else I will...have to ask him for help."

With that, Loki looked up pointedly at the ceiling before shakily walking away. That took a lot of guts on his part, and a little bit of stepping out of line. But after spending days with the iron man, he realized Tony didn't care and sometimes he had to have someone tell him what to do. And Tony watched him leave with a smile. He was still tired, but he was happy to finally not have to deal with a cowering Loki.

He still needed details on what happened, but that would have to wait.

About twenty minutes before seven Tony made his way out into the living area, nearly awake after taking a shower and shaving. He had thrown a plain white button down and some slacks. That was as fancy as he was getting that early in the morning.

Loki was sitting casually at the bar, reading what looked like a thick book. Tony squinted at it as he retrieved his morning black coffee. "Bambi, where'd you get that?"

"JARVIS. He gave me instructions to your library."

"When was that?" Tony grumbled, taking a sip before adding, "And what library?"

"Yesterday afternoon, and a couple floor down." he flipped to the next page. "Can't miss it."

"Wow." He had forgot about that floor. It was a shame he didn't know too much about what was in his own house anymore. If you had asked him about it months ago, he just wouldn't care. But something about Loki knowing more than him about his own place...disturbed him. Not only that, but Tony must be a horrible housekeeper to leave his guest on his own. Especially his ex-genocidal alien villain guest.

"Lokes, remind me to give you a proper tour of the whole tower, kay?"

"Lokes?"

"JARVIS, document that too and remind me of it after lunch."

"Yes sir," the AI said politely. "And Mr. Loki, would you care for a cup of tea?"

The frost giant looked up from his book a moment to smile kindly at the ceiling. It was strange for Tony to see, the "god of mischief" genuinely smiling at his ceiling, but at the same time it was kind of adorable. He couldn't help but smile too and look away.

"Earl Gray please. It tasted lovely yesterday, so I'd love another." Loki said, then turned back to his book once JARVIS turned on the necessary machine.

"You know you don't have to look at the ceiling every time you talk to him." Tony took a seat at the table.

"I don't? Hm, I suppose I'll stop that then."

"Hey, whatever you want to do. You two can continue being besties."

"'Besties'?"

"Best friends. You and JARV are bonding...pretty fast."

"Why is that so surprising?" Loki closed the book and leaned his chin on his hands.

"Well, you know, you're from ass guard-"

"-Asgard-" Loki interrupted, correctly pronouncing the name.

"-and from what I've learned from Thor, it's not the most advanced with technology. I'm surprised you aren't scared and jumping around like a hooligan whenever you hear JARVIS." Tony finished.

"Oh...I did..hide at first. And was quite frightened," Loki said slowly. "But I figured the mortal living in the ceiling is not dangerous, but instead all seeing. Very intelligent too, he knows a lot about Midgardian culture."

Tony couldn't help but laugh at this and Loki tilted his head ever so slightly in confusion.

"No, that's," he managed to calm his laughter down enough to speak, "JARVIS is an AI which means-"

"Sorry to interrupt sir," JARVIS interrupted. "but Mrs. Pepper Potts has announced her arrival."

"Oh shit! I'll explain to you later then, okay?" Tony said hurriedly just as the elevator door came open and he immediately spotted bright blue eyes and blue jeans...

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