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Eddie at home.

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[stopmjolnirtime]

Of course, I'll be there shortly- but what has the world allegedly ending that I have missed? Barton promised he wouldn't get caught.

If he did, I had no idea what he was planning.

[hottestofmesses]

Idk what you and Barton are up to but for me right now it's just whiskey and existential terror hours but listening to whatever nonsense the two of you are up to will probably fix all that and if this is too much too early pretend I didn't say any of that and you can just come over and everything will be normal

We're great at normal. Me especially.

[stopmjolnirtime]

It is not at all too much or too early- your mind often plagues you, such is the weight of knowing. It is not always easy or kind- I am on my way, Tony.

As for Barton...

Nothing involving fireworks, goats, and glitter as a proof of concept for an upcoming fete. Not at all. I have no idea where he is and whether or not he acquired the rainbow smoke bombs.

[hottestofmesses]

Generally a problem I like to handle on my own but tonight I won't turn down a warm lap and hearing about how you're definitely not involved in some shenanigans that someone's going to be very angry cleaning up later no doubt.

[stopmjolnirtime]

You needn't shoulder every burden on your own. You have friends, a team, and me. Ignore how I often try to deal with my own problems by myself, it isn't relevant to the conversation at all.

Well- that depends on whether or not the edible paint is water soluble or not.

[hottestofmesses]

Don't worry. You've got great company in hypocrisy.

Edible paint, huh? Is someone painting someone and then licking it all off? Is this a sex party?

[stopmjolnirtime]

We are exploring options for the coming of spring, apparently all of Asgard's usual fair is 'antiquated' and 'it's not possible to build and burn an effigy that large without getting the cops called on you' without permits.

[hottestofmesses]

You guys need to start throwing my name around way more often than you do if you want big fun projects to get done.

[stopmjolnirtime]

It was meant to be a surprise. I know you enjoy parties and don't care to organize them- Pepper has been most helpful in modernizing a great deal of the activities, though now you know, we can use input on catering.

[hottestofmesses]

My input? On catering? I hate the catering at every event I've ever been to. It's all nonsense food no one wants to eat. I happen to think pigs in a blanket, pizza, and sliders would make even the worst event that much more tolerable but whenever I pitch that I get the sighs of exasperation.

[stopmjolnirtime]

How do you keep the pigs from shaking off the blankets?

[hottestofmesses]

[Tony, lying on the couch, a little buzzed, grinning and chuckling softly to his phone like the lovesick idiot he is at this point.]

Eating them in one bite usually does the trick.

[stopmjolnirtime]

I was unaware midgard had such tiny pigs! Or your jaw could open that wide.

That is an innuendo. An appreciative innuendo.

[ Thor's all too pleased to have prompted appropriate banter, Tony always seems to be in lighter spirits when teasing. ]

[hottestofmesses]

I can't unhinge it or anything but I am very well known for my big mouth. With all that entails.

[stopmjolnirtime]

So were I to offer to fill said big mouth upon my arrival-

Part of reassuring oneself the world is fine is a hearty meal.

I may have stopped on burger king to pick up cheeseburgers.

[hottestofmesses]

Don't do hard turns like that. Now I'm stuck between appreciating how sweet you are and yet wanting to say another remedy to ease the mind can be found on one's knees. Or back. Or against a wall. Or on a couch. Or

After eating.

[stopmjolnirtime]

It is important to remain on one's toes- but know that that I am yours for the asking, whenever you desire, however you desire. When I arrive we will eat, I will offer my lap for solace first and pleasure second.

[hottestofmesses]

Yours or mine?

[stopmjolnirtime]

I'm on my way to you, and will be landing shortly.

[ Is he supposed to be flying and texting? No. Does he do it anyway to keep in touch with Tony?

Frequently.

True to his word, he's outside soon enough, bag of burgers tucked under his arm, Mjolnir hanging on his belt, dressed down in denim and cotton. ]

Tony?

[hottestofmesses]

[Oh Thor. What's he going to do with you.

Aside rolling off the couch, putting the whiskey on the coffee table, and coming over to the deck to open the sliding glass doors. His lean against them is about as much posing as it is needing a little stabilization.]

Ah my order of tall, blond and handsome- with a side of burgers. What's that come out to for priority delivery? [But he slots sideways with a come in here curl of his hand.] Did they let you order drive-thru or does the hammer not count as a mode of transportation?

[stopmjolnirtime]

A few hours of your company.

[ Thor laughs, a quiet crackle of sound softer and sweeter than his usual boisterous bellow; stepping close more than stepping inside to loop an arm around Tony's waist in greeting. ]

Perhaps a kiss?

[ He did get several burgers and orders of fries, after all, that's worth rewarding, isn't it? ]

Mm. I had to walk inside- they didn't believe me and wouldn't accept the credit card otherwise.

[hottestofmesses]

Only a few hours, huh? You got somewhere to be?

[Like Tony didn't just text him and practically demand his time. But. Well. He's Tony. And he'll also try and monopolize said time as much as possible. And whether he realizes it or not, that soft laughter is like a soothing balm for all his current harried mental troubles.

Makes it easier to sink into him, closer, when Thor pulls him in.]

Just one? Don't sell yourself so short. Unless that's the payment, and you're expecting a hefty tip.

[With a hand at Thor's chest he eases upwards and in, starting their evening off with a kiss that's chaste but lingering. Leaving room for want. When he pulls back he's grinning.] I think they were fucking with you, by the way. They have cameras, in drive-thrus. They just wanted you to come in. But hey. So do I.

[And with a little tug at Thor's shirt he leans backwards into the house, pretending to pull him along inside.]

[stopmjolnirtime]

If left to me I'd be at your side at all hours of all your days- but 'space' is something that I'm told is important to have in a courtship, and I am well aware I can be...overbearing.

[ Self awareness can be a beautiful, if vexing, thing. Truly if he had his way he'd remain until Tony made him leave for want of space, of silence, of solitude- and while he would try his best not to mope? He would leave with no little reluctance.

Though he leans in with none whatsoever, content to let Tony lead- if he truly wished for a tumble for a distraction? Thor would not complain. One warm hand slides up to cradle Tony's jaw, thumb smoothing against the grain of his goatee as they pull apart. ]

Far be it from me to deny them. Or you.

[ As amusing as the idea of Tony being able to pull him in is- Thor is happily curled around Tony's little finger and can no more ignore the playful tug than he can stop breathing, closing the door behind him and setting Mjolnir aside with a thought, listing after Tony like a flower toward the sun. ]

[hottestofmesses]

[As much as Tony knows, and very much appreciates, that he has Thor wrapped around his finger, he's by the same measure endlessly endeared, enamored, and very addicted to him at this point. It makes for a very powerful magnetism that he doesn't have any sort of strength to deny. Or keep from exercising.

Such as late night calls for companionship while he's going through some things. It's not even necessarily that he wants to talk about anything, he just wants Thor nearby. The burgers are a nice plus, though.]

Well good news for me. [He relinquishes his hold when they're close enough to the couch that he can gesture for Thor to sit. And the moment he does Tony takes a seat right next to him, close not even being an accurate enough word for it. Pressed into his side is a little more accurate.]

I happen to think I'm much better company than Burger King employees- even if I do appreciate their food. But you can always correct me if I'm wrong. [He sticks a hand right into the bag to grab a burger because he hadn't realized how hungry he was, as always, until food is being presented to him. And while he's unwrapping it-] Do you want something to drink? Still without my own personal supply of off-world ale, as unfortunate as that is, but I have anything else you want I bet.

[stopmjolnirtime]

[ Thor settles easily enough, arms settling along the back of the sofa to make as much space for Tony to tuck himself close as he desires- and to their mutual benefit? He desires to sit as close as possible. It takes very little for Thor to curl his arm around Tony's shoulders and lean, lips brushing his temple as he eats.

While he'd been mostly relaxing this weekend- something about being around Tony is oddly- grounding. There are jokes and jests but the appeal of someone that absolutely does not take him too seriously- that doesn't expect anything of him beyond decency? Loosens what tension is in his shoulders, eyes slipping shut with a bone deep, contented sigh. ]

I prefer your company to theirs, despite their ability to produce burgers. [ He does pull one out for himself, just the one, but makes no move to unwrap or consume it, happy to just- be here with Tony. ] I have everything I want right here, but I appreciate the offer.