“I do get to tell you how you feel because I feel it too!” Tony ramps up, sharing in the emotional feedback loop. It’s exhilarating in the way fighting always is to him, but there’s a charge behind it too, tantalizing and attractive. Loki’s eyes glow emerald when he’s angry and Tony’s burn almost gold in the right light.

They could be miles apart or inches from one another’s face and Tony would still look like he’s about to pounce, teeth showing as he yells, body tense and breathing punctuated.

“Im not asking you to make it easier— oh— Oh wait, did I get it wrong? Do you hate it that much that you’re trying to find a way out of it? Is that why you keep saying shit like this? Fine. Great. How about we work on that?”

His nostrils flare as he sees Steve over Loki’s shoulder and he addresses the blond. “Where’s Banner? Tell him I need him for a special project!”

Now he’s just upsetting himself for no real reason. The thought of being apart from Loki is turning his stomach but let no one say Tony Stark isn’t one of the most stubborn creatures in the universe.

Or that Loki isn’t just as bad.