Loki One-Shots

A Walk in the Dark (Frostiron)

[At the beginning-ish of Endgame where Tony and Nebula are stuck in space.

Tony is saved only to find the love of his life wasn't.

Side note: I haven't seen Endgame since the day it came out and little clips after that so timeline might be messy or  slightly different but shhhhhhh]
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He recorded a video every day for him because he thought he would be the one dying first. He told him how much he loved him.

"I love you darling," he smiled weakly, "more than anything in the universe."

He would have lost all hope had it not been for the thoughts and memories of him. Being literally stranded in space was not a bright situation for anyone, not even for someone as confident and cocky as Tony Stark.

First, he had lost the boy he took as his own (though he wouldn't admit it, not yet). That beautiful boy disappeared right in his arms and he could do nothing but sob. Wherever that boy was now, Tony had asked any higher power to make sure the kid was somewhere with daffodils and pretty puppies.

Tony has thought about that a lot, about the after life... if the after life.

He never asked what his other beauty believe in. He never bothered to ask much about his beliefs and Tony had regret that. He regret never paying any mind to the fair-skinned man when he needed it most. He regret never being there when he needed Tony most. The man of iron took the love of his life for granted, but somehow that love still stayed.

Running out of oxygen, food, water, and energy, Tony lied down on the cold floor as he shut off his last goodbye video. He looked out into the beyond, something ordinary folk would die to see. Take away his company, his suit (these being his 'everything' as Tony would say and the other would get mad, "your 'everything', really?") and Tony Stark was an ordinary man dying whilst looking out into the universe.

Tony thought about his long black hair. The way it puffed after a shower or the way it curled after a rain storm. The way it sat in perfect waves down his back or the way it clung to his body during sex. Tony thought about his pale hands and how every movement was practically dripped in grace and elegance. How they felt around Tony's skin, delicate hands that could cast the nastiest of spells. Those bright, baby blue eyes that Tony frequently caught glance of, causing the other to look away in a blush.

Tony thought on and on about all the perfect qualities in this man. He burned every inch of him into his mind and slowly started to drift, farther and farther into sleep.

And then... he was saved.

...

Back on Earth he was desperate to know where the tricksters exact location was. But he couldn't just destroy the secrecy they built over years so he waited. It hurt, worse than he imagined but he stayed strong and waited and waited and waited.

Thor showed up but,

"Where is Lo-your brother, off running around causing more mayhem than necessary." Tony asked half seriously.

Tony expected anything but tears to form in the gods eyes.

Nope is all he thought not again.

He saw the tears run down Thor's face but somehow it didn't comprehend in his mind. The connection wouldn't make itself.

"I fear he is gone forever. My dear brother is gone, no tricks this time."

Nope. Not in Tony's mind, no he wasn't gone.

"Stop that, don't joke about him like that." Tony argued, he was pissed but he didn't know about what. He knew Thor spoke the truth.