"Lokiiii. You were supposed to be looking out for me!"

Loki rolled his eyes as Tony began to vomit.

"You're a big boy, Anthony. You should know your limits."

Tony moaned pitifully.

"Apparently two bottles of scotch is now my limit."

"It would be most people's limit, if it helps at all. I'm surprised you don't need to be hospitalized."

Tony couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, I still got it. Some of it, at least."

Loki shook his head.

"I do wish you wouldn't drink so much. It worries me."

"Oh, come on. I doesn't happen every day. It's like - oh." Tony began to get sick once again. Loki sighed and continued to rub his back.

"I don't want you to get… what is it called? Alcohol poisoning? And die."

When Tony was finished and calmer, he responded.

"I'm not gonna die, Loki. Not now."

Loki pouted.

"I hope not. Because then I'd be alone."

Tony couldn't help but feel guilty. Though the previous evening's party had been fun, he didn't want to scare Loki into thinking that he might soon be single again.

"Besides… I don't like it when you're drunk."

"No?" Tony pushed himself up and flushed the toilet, then started on the process of standing. His head was killing him, and all he wanted to lay down in their nice, warm, comfortable bed, preferably with the lights off.

"You become very vulgar. And you left me alone with Pepper for most of the night! Do you know how much she loathes me? It was awful."

"Yeah, she does kinda hate you for stealing me."

Loki gave him a look as if to say 'you're not making things any better'.

"Yeah, ok, I get your point. Help me up?" Tony extended a hand to Loki, who took it. Being smaller than Tony, it took a good deal of effort for Loki to pull him to his feet, but he managed to do it.

"Thanks, Lo," he said, leaning heavily on Loki.

Loki adjusted himself so that he could carry Tony's weight and the two headed towards the bedroom. Loki helped his boyfriend to bed, then sat on the edge.

"Dr. Banner says that you ought to take some aspirin and drink some water, so I brought them up for you earlier." He picked up a bottle of pills from the nightstand and took two out. "Open up."

Tony opened his mouth and let Loki place the pills on his tongue. He took the water Loki offered him, too, drinking down half the bottle.

"Hopefully that will help you feel better," Loki told him.

"Eh. It was worth it." Tony stretched out more.

He then opened his eyes, and noticed the look on Loki's face.

"It really bothers you that much?"

The sadness in Loki's eyes answered for him.

"Alright, okay. I won't drink as much next time. And I'll try to stay near you. Or at least take you with me when I'm greeting people."

"Really?" Loki asked, hopefully.

"Really."

Loki gave a huge grin.

"Thank you, Anthony."

"Anytime. Now… Think you can get me an ice pack? My head is still throbbing."

Loki stood up dutifully.

"Of course, love. Anything for you."