And then Tony was ducking Loki's grip on his chin and curling again against Loki's chest, whispering, "How long are you staying?" like he was afraid of the answer.
"As long as you need me," Loki promised, because he couldn't leave his mortal so broken, couldn't think to return and find Tony again at the bottom of a bottle and a slow spiral of destruction; Thor had been allowed to check in on his odd, favoured mortals; Loki would have this, would stay with Tony until he could hold himself up again.
"But–"
"As long as you need me," Loki said again, refusing Tony's attempt at protection.
just kill me













