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It's 7 am in Central Park, the wind is singing, the sun is smiling, even the grass is dancing. Loki sat in the picnic blanket beneath a big tree, humming some jingle from a random TV ads— it's kinda horrible, sorry Loki. Tony joined, and sit beside him, with sad eyes.
Loki turned his head to Tony, grinning. “why Anthony, come greet me with a smile,” nudging his shoulder playfully.
“oh why loki, I don't wanna hurt the sun with my beautiful smile,” he teased, smile bit wider.
Loki beam, he knew it is his last day before his sentence. He just want a picnic in the park. Pretending tomorrow didn’t exist.
“loki”
Loki answer with a hum, sprawled on the picnic blanket.
“if…” tony gulped, hesitant, tears swelled in his eyes. “…if u reincarnated to be an animal or something in this park…” he pause, holding back tears. “please give me a smile if you see me, you know,” he chuckled, sadly “use ur little magic make it follow me or something, please say hi.”
Loki glanced at him, wistful. “yes, Anthony, sure.”
Anthony hummed, his tears betray him, but he looked up to the sky to hide it.
“i am gonna miss you, Loki.”
Loki didn’t answer, follow Tony's eyes to look up to the sky. He just… smile…
You know one thing about Loki, he was innocent. But, his holly all daddy didn’t believe a thing. So he fucking executed him. Before that, he sent him to earth to receive his punishment here for a year, and then, he get executed the next day he got back to Asgard.
it was cruel, even avengers— even Thor’s pleading didn’t work. His punishment was final.
Unfortunately, Tony got attached pretty quickly. 2 months in, they already become a couple. Until near a year mark— oh, it was painful.
Watching him get towed to be executed is cruel, painful, and hurts. Tony spend that day drunk.
It's already 3 months since that day.
“i fucking miss him, J.”
It was silent, avengers going on a mission. Tony got benched because of this. Tony sprawled on his sofa with his scotch, watching the sky for 3 hours already.
“sir, if i may suggest…. maybe take a walk to the park will do you good,” hearing Jarvis, tony stood up.
“oh, right,” tony sighed. “J, where’s our picnic stuff?”
“in his room, sir. In the drawer.”
His room— ah, yes. the room tony didn’t even care to tidy up after that day, in hope he will fake his death and go back home. yes, home.
Tony opens his room, it’s still the same. Some books are still on top the side table and some on the coffee table by the window. Loki tidy up a little before he went back.
Seeing the room, tears swelled up again. Then, he cry again.
“fuck, J…. it still hurts,” tony’s knees almost give up. He lean on the doorframe.
After few minutes he try to get it together and walk into the room. Ah— no sarcasm greeted him. fuck. He hurriedly go the drawer and snatch the picnic stuff, and quickly go out. he can’t make it any longer than a second in this room.
The walk to the park is short. Upon arriving, he prepares the picnic blanket and the food (he bought it on the way here). He sat on the blanket and look up to the sun, well it is already sunset. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. After 30 minutes he got up and tidy the picnic stuff and the trash. It’s already dark. After all set he walk back to the tower, Arrived through the lake— loki loves this lake.
When he arrive at the lake, he saw a black cat curling beneath the some tree. Curious, he walk slowly near it. The cat notice him, and looking straight to Tony for a sec then back to his previous positions.
Huh. What is it? a cat? Is that... are the cat eyes green? why is it here— ah.
Sat near the cat, tony give it a soft smile. Pat its fur. Tears in his eyes.
“hi, loki.”