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What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest word

Sorry seems to be the hardest word - Elthon John

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Part III:

-I got a job-said Loki with a happy smile.

-You got what?

-A job.

-A job?-repeated Tony and Loki rolled his eyes.

-Am I speaking korean here? Yes, a job, Tony-the smile showed in his face again.

-...Why?

-Why what?

-Why did you got a job?

-Because I want to work, of course.

-Again, why?

-I don't know what you mean.

-I got money, a mansion, everything you could want. Why would you want a job?-Loki looked at him with incredulous eyes.

-You're not really suggesting for me to stay here all the time, right?-Tony shruggred.

-Why not?

-Because I'm not a fucking wife! I don't want you to "take care of me", I want a job, I want to earn my own money, I want to be more than a fucking housewife.

-Ok, Ok, I'm sorry-said Tony, Loki glared at him-I'm serious, I'm sorry, I didn't know that you wanted a job, I didn't wanted to make you feel bad-the raven haired man sighed and smiled, Tony felt that he was forgiven and hugged his husband-I love you, I'm glad you got a job.

-I love you too-said Loki and kissed him sweetly then smiled happily-I'm going to teel Clint now!-Tony watched him go and his smile dropped, he wasn't happy with that but he didn't wanted to upset Loki anymore.

*

-Tony, is that Loki?-the dark haired man turned around and saw his husband. Yes, that was Loki, dressed impeccably with a dark suit and laughing with a man.

-Hey, Loki-the raven haired man jumped slightly and turned.

-Tony!-he smiled and stood up-I didn't expect to see you here. Oh, hello, Bruce.

-Hi, Loki.

-Well, Bruce and I were hungry, so decided to eat something-Tony smiled-And this man is...

-Oh, right! Tony let me introduce you to Victor Von Doom, he works with me at the museum. Victor, this is my husband, Anthony Stark.

-Is nice to meet you, Loki talks about you all the time-he smiled.

-Oh, and I haven't heard a word from you.

-Well, it would a little a weird if he talks about me all the time, right?-Loki giggled and Tony forced himself to keep his smile in place.

-Yes, of course.

-Well, enjoy your food, boys, we're going back to the museum now. See you at home?-asked Loki with a smile, Tony nodded and Loki kissed him, this was able to drain a little stress of his tense body. He watched them go.

*

-What are you doing?

-I'm getting dressed, dear, can't you see me?

-Yes, I can see, but why?

-I have to go the National Museum to collect a piece of art.

-But you told me today was your day off.

-I'm sorry, love, it was a really sudden call-Loki apologized.

-Master Loki, Mr. Von Doom in here-announced Jarvis.

-Thank you, Jarvis-replied Loki.

-Your going with Von Doom?-practically growled Tony.

-Well, yeah, he's my partner and is because of him that we get this piece, we would have a great comission.

-And why can't he go alone?

-Are you listening, Tony? I'm his partner, we work in group.

-Yes, sure, that's certainly what he wants-Loki stopped in the moment and turned to see him.

-What the hell are you talking about?

-I can see what is going on here, Loki. That guy wants something with you.

-You gotta be kidding me, are you really serious jealous of Victor?

-I'm not jealous, I'm being honest. The meals? The piece of art? Is all bullshit, he wants you-Loki stared at him, with his mouth half open.

-Sir, Mr. Von Doom is still waiting-Loki jumped and grabbed his coat.

-Look, I don't have time to talk about this, Ok? See you later-and he left. Tony stood there for a few minutes before he went to the bar and poured a drink, he took it in a single movement and then smashed the cup into the wall.

*

-We're not having this fucking argument again, Tony!

-We wouldn't be arguing if you fucking weren't going to fucking France with fucking Von Doom!

-Is because of my job, you idiot!

-Oh, really, because I think you are going to fuck Von Doom in this fucking trip!-Loki glared at him, grabbed his suitcase and walked to the door.

-You are a fucking idiot and I'm not going to have this conversation once again, Tony, we're done-Tony froze and stared at him in deibelief.

-So now are you fucking leaving me for Von Doom?!

-I'm not leaving you because of Victor, Tony! I'm leaving you 'cause I can't keep talking about this, I can't keep dealing with your jealousy and distrust on me, I love you and that should be enough for you to trust me-Loki looked down-I can't do it anymore, Tony, is killing me.

-Loki...

-Don't... just... -he shaked his head-is too late now. I have to go...-he left without gazing back.

*

Tony was drinking what would be his third or fourth bottle of scotch, Loki left five hours ago and he drank all the time, pretending not to feel the tears streaming rolling down his face. He ruined all, he knew it, he was so jealous and so blinded by his fear of losing Loki that he didn't notice how much he was hurting him and he regretted it, he hated himself for doing that, for driving him away.

-Sir, you have a call-Tony jumped.

-Is it Loki?

-No, sir-the dark haired man felt deception.

-I don't want to talk to anyone now, Jarvis.

-But sir, it's from the hospital, they're calling about Master Loki-Tony felt his heart dropping to the floor.