Tony & Loki - Grudging Adoptions
Aug. 3rd, 2018 07:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
His first official night at the Madonna Hotel was, without a doubt, the worst night of sleep Tony Stark had ever had. Just, the worst. One would think that a lot of wandering, drinking, drunken wandering, pacing, and fruitless flight attempts on top of cutting off his stream of caffeine would have made him sleep come easier, but no. Nothing would make the knowledge that he was sleeping in a literal cave fine. No, not just a literal cave, a room drafted to look like a literal cave that some interior designer thought was a good idea.
And somehow, waking up to face the day in one was even worse.
Tony angrily adjusted his position on the red couch (the only part of the room that was kind of acceptable) to stare at the wall and list off all the things he committed to doing that day because what else was he going to do while he willed himself to get up?
Introduce himself to the guests? No, not on his life. Not today.
Find a job? Still a no on that one, good buddy.
Finally announce his presence to Peter? Shit, he actually committed to that one.
"Ugh." That teeny expression of woe was all Tony could muster as he rolled onto his back and rubbed his eyes. Despite how badly he wanted to flake that day of all days, he just knew he couldn't.
And somehow, waking up to face the day in one was even worse.
Tony angrily adjusted his position on the red couch (the only part of the room that was kind of acceptable) to stare at the wall and list off all the things he committed to doing that day because what else was he going to do while he willed himself to get up?
Introduce himself to the guests? No, not on his life. Not today.
Find a job? Still a no on that one, good buddy.
Finally announce his presence to Peter? Shit, he actually committed to that one.
"Ugh." That teeny expression of woe was all Tony could muster as he rolled onto his back and rubbed his eyes. Despite how badly he wanted to flake that day of all days, he just knew he couldn't.
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Date: 2018-08-04 03:59 am (UTC)This - breaking into Stark's room - was one of those whims, and almost certainly a bad idea. Certainly there was nothing in it for him either way. The lock wasn't hideously difficult to get around, and some layering of illusions had allowed him to open and close the door without anyone the wiser. He didn't bother to shapeshift out of kitten form, because on the off chance he was caught, who'd see a cat and think 'literal cat burglar'?
He and Stark had arrived on the same day, it was possible that meant something. And even on limited exposure, Loki was sure Stark was the type to start solving a problem as soon as it fell in front of him. Perhaps there would be something written down or scribbled on a wall or... something.
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