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Avengers Minis	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 39138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avengers nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Work For It
Fandom: Avengers
Pairing: Thor/Loki
Commissioned by: SweetSeme
Part: 2/4
Word count: 1,497
An: Posting all these chapters now so I don’t have to deal with it later. Seriously. It’s way too early to be up.

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His brother was coming back after a scant six months after leaving for Midgar, much to his unhappiness. Thor was also bringing the ones that made up the group called the Avengers and who worked for Echo, which meant that Loki would be staying far, far away from them. He did not often play nicely with Godly strangers so he highly doubted that he would be nice to mortal strangers.

Finding the comfort of his own rooms, the dark haired God of Mischief sighed and let his eyes close as he tried to find his balance once more. The news of Thor and his guests’ arrival had shaken him and his calm, sending him for his suite of rooms. He had thought he had moved past the pain of seeing his brother or hearing his very name, but when the pain had welled up in him, he found that it was not so. Shoving away from the door that he leant against, he looked around the main room of his suite, taking in the warm, earthy colors of the woods and fabrics.

A large desk sat near the window while chairs, end tables, a coffee table and a couch sat around the fire place. A second door lead to his bedroom where a new bed sat before the bay windows that were covered in bloody red curtains, the old bed having been burnt to ash along with several sets of sheets, his dresser and several articles of clothing. His mother had decorated everything for him though and Loki loved his safe haven.

Strolling into his bathroom, his clothes dropping along the way, Loki smiled to himself and turned on the shower. The others’ would greet his brother and his guests while he relaxed.

As Loki showered, Thor smirked as he and his friends walked down the west wing of his home, leading Banner to the room that he knew the man would enjoy the most. The others had already been settled in their own rooms, leaving the usually mellow man to be placed in one of the more elegant rooms with a beautiful view.

“I am sure that you will enjoy this room, my friend. It has a wonderful view that you may enjoy from large windows and comfortable furniture,” Thor stated, getting an indulgent smile from Brannon.

“I’m sure that it is just fine, Thor, so no worries,” he chuckled as the large God opened the door to the room. Both men stepped just inside of the room but the site of a lived in room greeted them and made them pause for a moment. Books were placed around various surfaces, a pile of them sitting on a neatly organized desk. A trail of clothes led from the sitting through to the bedroom and into the bathroom where they could hear water running.

“Stay here,” Thor commanded, hefting Mjolnir up and moving silently over the floor to the bathroom. A scent tickled his nose, trying to make him remember something that he felt that should be remembered. Stepping into the bathroom, he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of his brother as the younger God stepped out of the shower.

Water droplets slid down over lean, defined muscles as they shifted and danced with each movement. Dark hair fell over his shoulders as equally dark eyes gazed at him with some curiosity. Thor tensed as his body headed with the lust that tightened deep with him with surprising ease, glad that his choice of outfit allowed him to hide the evidence of his need.

“Thor. A pleasant surprise.” The cool wariness in Loki’s voice helped to cool Thor’s need for the younger male.

“I was showing a friend to what I assumed was an empty room,” Thor replied, Loki raising an eyebrow as he pulled on a long robe that covered his body from the wandering gaze.

“As you can see, I moved into the room that you choose,” Loki stated, flicking one hand as he swept past the larger god. The scent of strength and man flooded his senses and called to his very power, swarming his body with rich, fiery lust. Looking at the man that stood before the large window, Loki let his eyes slide down to half mast as he said, “You must be one of Thor’s mortal friends. If you would like a view, the room at the end of the hall has a wonderful one,” he said neutrally. The mortal before him was good looking with somewhat neat brown hair and sad brown eyes that gazed at him with some interest and curiosity.

“You must be Loki, Thor’s brother. I am Bruce Banner, it’s a pleasure to meet with you finally,” the young doctor greeted, Loki nodding his head at him. “We didn’t know that you claimed this room otherwise we wouldn’t have barged into the room. I am sorry.”

“So I figured. Do not worry about it, but for now, I would like my room back. I’m sure you wish to relax and I have a few things to do before I come down for dinner tonight,” Loki said politely as Thor came around him from the bathroom. Watching the large body leave with the mortal, he was quick to close the door behind them and open his windows to hopefully remove the scent of his ex-lover. Once that was done, he sat behind his desk and pulled his journal close, pouring his confusion onto paper, hiding the journal once he had run out of the thoughts running through his head.

Dressing himself in a pair of simple black leather pants that he had long worn to softness and a long sleeved shirt that brushed over his hips and knuckles, Loki finally left his room after he tugged on his boots. With quiet footsteps despite his boots, he walked to the dining room, finding everyone waiting for him already. Sitting down, he was introduced to Thor’s guests, nodding his head and greeting them with quiet words.

As soon as the introductions had been done, they settled into their meals, the youngest Godly brother stayed silent as he watched the easy interactions between the mortals and Thor. Loki was quick to drown the jealousy that rose up in him with cups of ale, hoping that getting partially buzzed would help him with it. Once dinner was consumed, he slipped away with a couple bottles of something strong and sweet, mead he thought, intent on getting as drunk as possible to get through the night. He had seen the looks that Sif had sent Thor while the man’s friends had talked of spars and trading tales of past fights.

Once sequestered in his room, Loki popped the top of the bottle and poured some of the rich drink into a glass and pulled out his journal to write once more. As he drank and wrote, he ignored the possibility of Thor drawing Sif into his room and taking her like he once had taken Loki. He quickly drowned that thought with a heavy draw of his drink, already feeling buzzed from the heavy alcohol.

In the dining hall, before the dinner party finally broke up for the night, Odin pulled Thor aside, having noticed his youngest had left the party early.

“Thor, my child, can you check on your younger brother before you go to your own rooms for the night?” Odin asked, patting a broad back. “I do know that the West Wing is out of your way, but I am worried about him.”

“Of course, Father,” Thor said, frowning as he gazed about the room, seeing his friends break off and head for their own rooms. “You and mother rest, and I shall look in on Loki,” he promised. Giving his mother a hug, he left and headed down to the West Wing, finding Loki’s room and knocking on the door. When no one answered, he opened the door and slipped into the room, eyes sweeping around the room. A fire flickered in the fire place while scattered candles threw soft light around the room. He found Loki stretched out on the cough, his breath steady and eyes closed.

Closing the door behind him, Thor moved over to the couch and looked at the two empty bottles that sat upon the coffee table next to the couch. Sighing, he checked over his brother and found that the young God was sleeping off his drunken state before he picked up the black journal, the words written on it catching his attention before he could close it. With his curiosity perked, he felt a bit guilty about reading what was obviously a private journal but still sat down and started to read. He found that it had just started right after he had ended their relationship.

The words gave him a very intimate inside look at the pain he had caused and felt even more guilt rise within him.
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