Loki was scared. He'd never felt so vulnerable with anyone else before, and it was definitely a new experience to let someone else be the strong one for a change. Loki felt awful about letting so many terrible things happen to Tony while he and the inventor were seeing each other. Loki didn't want to wonder why Tony even stuck with him all this time. He felt that those miserable thoughts that plagued his mind would be better left unsaid.

"I'm sorry I make you do this, Stark..." Loki started. The words weren't supposed to come out, but without much thought, they slipped passed the barrier of Loki's lips. "You do so much for me, I can't imagine all the misery I must put you through." Loki slipped away from Tony, turning his back to his lover, feeling shame and guilt for all the misery and pain he's wrought onto that planet.

Loki trusted Tony with all of his heart, and knew that Tony wouldn't let him down. He felt safe, and he shook himself of his blues and turned around to face Tony again. He ran his fingers through Tony's hair, smiling at the inventor with a sincere, yet maybe a little bit sad, smile. "I don't belong on this realm, Stark." Loki said. "We should leave this place... together." Loki loved towering over Tony, he couldn't help that Asgardians were taller than mortals by nature, but he loved every bit of Tony and he secretly loved letting his entire self, (as tall as he was) love someone who was not the same as him.

Loki hoped that Tony would accept his offer to leave Midgard. After all, they could both thrive on some other realm far away from both Asgard and Midgard. Loki was still wanted on Asgard and being on the run with the one you loved was one of the better ways to live life, at least, according to Loki. He leaned over and kissed Tony, doing so quickly, hoping to get the kiss in before Tony could say anything in protest.

"Come away with me!"