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[st_arkravinghazelnut]

The interior of Tony's lair had seen a few makeovers as of recent. Wherever he'd set up his workspace had been the most intimate space possible--a macrocosm of his mental world where everything was happening at once, decipherable to only him. However, the space had undergone a shift ever since he opened it up to the littler ones. He suddenly found himself having to make the space accessible to other people. Inviting, even. It was...exhausting.

And this next venture was, too. But the exhaustion brought the promise of reward. It always did.

Tony lounged on the sofa (the one piece of the room he still had the most affection for) as he awaited Thor's knock. He nursed a cup of warm rum as he lounged about in a robe, having indulged in the longest bath in ages. The snow was exciting, but it sucked the life out of him.

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[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"What I mean--" Tony tugged Thor's hand towards him, circling his waist with his other hand. "--Is to leave anything that isn't you or me at the door." Tony gazed up at the other man with bright eyes full of intent, of pure affection.

"If I disappear tomorrow, it won't be without showing you what it means to wear my ring."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor didn't imagine wearing Tony's ring would be anything like this; then again, he didn't entertain the slightest idea of ever wearing it until Tony's proposal.

"Promise me you won't disappear tomorrow."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony merely smiled, coaxing Thor down to touch foreheads. He swayed slightly, as if moving to some unseen rhythm.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor's head taps against Tony's far lighter than it had when their heads first connected a decade before.

"I'm serious," he says.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Their togetherness wasn't forever. It wasn't meant to be. It could be as long as as the rest of Tony's life or until morning. There was no way to tell.

But it wasn't meant to end here. Not yet.

"Promise."

[st_ormbreaker]

A simple thank you wouldn't be enough for Thor to adequately express his appreciation, so he presses his lips against Tony's; it is warm, but short-lived, as Thor pulls his face away.

"This has truly been the best Christmas I've had in..." Thor has to think about it, but all the years blend together after awhile. "...in a long time."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"You haven't seen how good it gets. Not just because you've got the hammer made of starstuff, the nanoparticle fashion, or the laughing face no angel could replace." Tony slid his hand around Thor's waist up to the back of his broad neck, bunting their heads eagerly.

"You've got me." He slid back down, nodding in the direction of his room. "And my room. But that's a tonight thing."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor's gaze follows Tony's nod towards his room. "You're the most humble man I know," he says, grinning. "But you're not wrong."