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“What is that?” Tony asked, staring at the red monstrosity Loki was holding between two of his fingers. He was resting it just to the side of his mouth and smirking at Tony.
“A Valentine,” Loki answered simply. “That is what you proffer today, is it not?”
And, well, yeah, but the heart shaped, lace-rimmed and very sparkly arts and craft fair Loki was holding really wasn’t what Tony expected Loki to pick. There had to be something more to it.
Narrowing his eyes, Tony asked suspiciously, “What do you want in exchange?”
Loki just smiled and gave a one-shouldered shrug. “Would your heart be fair?”
Oh, Tony thought, feeling himself flood with warmth and trying not to smile.
“You asking to pluck it from my chest?” He questioned, but his voice was already turning soft and teasing.
Loki just huffed out a laugh and stepped closer to him. “Not exactly.”
Tony’s smile finally broke free as he shifted to better face the mage. He also reached out and took the offering from Loki gently, never breaking eye-contact with him. “Well, I guess that’s okay then.”
The moment he finished speaking, Loki was bending down and pressing their lips together in a kiss. Tony just grabbed hold of Loki’s jacket and pulled him even closer.