Thank you to DraculAlucard for your amazingness. And the idea to say that Loki's Aesir "disguise" takes a while to wear off. And so, Jotun Loki makes his debut.

And I just wanted to add that I've started a "Logurt" story. That's Logan (Wolverine) and Kurt (Nightcrawler) from The X-Men. I'm not going to post it for a while, but just wanted to know if that's something you guys would like to read? I don't know, but yea. Back to what you guys came for.

When they got home, Tony shut the car off and looked to Loki, but he was passed out in the passenger seat. Tony sighed and got out, walking around the front of the car to open Loki's door and pick him up.

He carried Loki into the tower and when the elevator opened to his living room, he was met with the sight of four worried Avengers.

"What the hell?" Clint blurted. Tony shushed him quickly and set Loki on the couch. All the kid did was mumble in his sleep and roll onto his stomach. Tony chuckled and turned to the Avengers, motioning towards the kitchen, where Loki wouldn't hear them.

"Where did you guys go today, Tony?" Natasha asked. Tony shrugged, "I, uh, I kinda took him to Disney World."

"Oh my god, really? Why didn't you take us with?" Leave it to Clint to be jealous. Natasha gave him a look and shook her head, sighing.

"Just tell us where you guys are going next time, okay, Tony?" Steve said, ever the loving mother of the Avengers. Tony sighed and gave a smirk.

"Yes, Mother. Now, I must carry Sleeping Beauty out there down to his bed." Tony ignored Bruce's scoff and walked from the kitchen, to the couch. He picked Loki up easily and carried him down the steps to his lab. He laid Loki gently on the blankets and moved to the end of the bed to pull his shoes off. Tony pulled Loki's villainous little plushies from the silver bag they were in and set them near Loki on his bed. Loki's hand unconsciously reached out and grabbed Jack the Skeleton, pulling him close and nuzzling the doll.

Tony smiled and went to his desk, sighing and kicking off his shoes. He was out in seconds. Jarvis turned off the lights and shut down all the computers.

….

When Loki woke up, the first thing he noticed was Tony, passed out in his swivel chair, legs kicked up onto the desk. Loki groaned and rubbed at his head. And felt the lines. Those disgusting raised designs on his skin.

He lurched out of bed and into the bathroom, flicking on the lights. He gulped and whirled around to look at himself in the mirror. Blue.

He stared at himself in disgust. He looked just like all those other monsters. Those beasts. He stared into the mirror for a few more seconds before snarling and slamming his fist into the mirror. It shattered and glass flew. His knuckles bled and he felt blood trickling down his face.

….

Tony was woken by a loud snarl and glass shattering. He lurched out of his chair, still disoriented.

"Jarvis!" He called.

"The bathroom, sir. Mr. Laufeyson is having a sort of fit." The AI system answered, worriedly. Tony ran to the bathroom and door and carefully stepped around shards of glass. Loki was sitting on the floor, back against the wall, knees pulled up to his chest. He was sobbing violently into his hands.

And he was blue. His skin was a deep blue, lighter blue, raised designs swirled across his flesh in beautiful patterns.

"Loki?" Tony whispered. The kid looked up at him with blood-red eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks. He grimaced and hid his face again.

"Go away, Anthony…I don't want you to have to see me like this." Loki grumbled, running a hand through his hair harshly. Tony licked his lips and knelt beside Loki.

"What…What is this?" He asked, sitting down next to Loki, trying to avoid the scattered pieces of glass. Loki shook his head and refused to look at Tony.

"No. Don't pretend you aren't disgusted, Tony. This is my Jotun form! My true form! I'm a monster just like the rest of them and I always will be!" Loki was screaming now and he stood, roughly wiping the tears from his face.

"No, Loki!" Tony shot up from the ground and grabbed Loki's wrists, making the blue kid look at him. "Loki, you are not a monster. No matter how hard you try to be." Loki looked up at him in confusion and hurt.

Tony stared at Loki. He was beautiful. His blue skin, bright-red eyes, and raised markings….were beautiful, and mysterious, and gorgeous. Why didn't Loki see that?

"Y-You keep pushing people you care about away because you think you're a monster. And…you're just not, Loki. You are a good person! You can be! You're just…different. And that's a good thing." Tony struggled for words but Loki was scowling now.

"And how, Tony, is being hideous a good thing? I'm disgusting!" He hissed, getting into Tony's face.

"You're not hideous! You're not disgusting! Don't you see it? Damn it, Loki, you're beautiful! And all you do is doubt yourself and hate yourself and it bullshit!" Tony was yelling now, too. Loki growled at him and shoved him away.

"Get away from me, Stark! You're lying! I-I'm….nothing. And I will never be able to be something….to anyone." Loki crumpled to the floor and a horrible sob ripped its way out of his body. His chest ached, like his heart was dying and those traitorous tears poured from his eyes again. Tony felt a tear of his own run down his cheek. He knelt in front of the broken, sobbing kid and pulled him onto his lap, holding him tight. He kissed his head over and over gently.

"You're something to me, Loki." He whispered. Loki kept sobbing and clutched at Tony's shirt desperately.

Eventually, his tears slowed and his sobbing died down, and now he coughed lightly. Loki leaned back and wiped at his blue face. He sniffled and glanced up at Tony. Red eyes meeting brown.

"I-I…Thank you." And for once, the words weren't hard to get out. Tony smiled and shook his head.

"Just…Don't ever do this to me again, Loki. You scared me. Y-You were bleeding and I-I thought you might have been trying to….you know. And it….terrified me. The thought of losing you…I-I wouldn't be able to handle it, now that I've gotten to know you better….Just don't leave me, Loki." And Tony burried his face in Loki's hair, sniffling, trying not to cry again.

Loki didn't even try to stop the slow, fat tears from rolling down his cheeks.

"I wont, Tony. Don't leave me either. Please." He whispered, pulling away from Tony a little so he could see his eyes. Tony stared into Loki's blood-red eyes and nodded slowly. He leaned closer and whispered, "Never."

Their faces were inches apart and slowly, Loki leaned even closer. Tony made the last move, and then, they lips were together. Loki was over-whelmed by how hot Tony's lips felt against his own icy mouth and he moved forward more forcefully, wanting more heat. Tony's strong arms moved around him and held on tightly. Loki's hands tangled in Tony's hair and he gasped as Tony's tongue flicked against his bottom lip. Tony took advantage of Loki's opened mouth and soon their tongues were dancing. Tony's mouth was so velvety and hot, Loki could barely think. Tony was having the same issues. Loki's mouth was cool and wet and perfect.

And then Jarvis broke their trance.

"Sir, Hela is here to drop off Loki's requested book. Steve is on his way to inform you."

Tony gasped and stood, still holding Loki, who awkwardly stepped away from him. Tony smiled at him briefly before swooping in for a not-so-chaste quick kiss.

"Try not to look so flustered, kid. And don't worry about what anyone thinks about your Jotun form. I love it."

And Loki was left standing there, in the bathroom, confused as to what had just happened, and to what it meant.

YAY! So they kissed….and this was hard to write. And I had to listen to depressing music and it made it angst and sad. But a sorta-happy ending. :p PLEASE REVIEW!