Smell of Pizza and Sleep

                                    

                                          
Tony and the other boys sat in the living room of Stark Tower, Gabriel was with them and was starting to doze even though it was early in the evening hours. Steve was holding him currently, and it was awkward on its own. Tony multiple times had to tell Steve how to hold the baby until finally he gave up and scooped Gabriel Ymir up from Steve's arms and held him in his own.
                          
Gabriel had fussed about it for a second before he cuddled right back up to his father and grabbed a fist full of his shirt. Clint looked at Sam and the both of them looked like they were about to burst.
                          
"What's with you two?"
                          
"Just never thought you'd be the first of us to have kids, Tony," Clint stated and Sam nodded, Steve said nothing just looked out the window with his chiseled jaw clenched. Tony looked at him for a second, then away and back to the Falcon and Hawk, "He's fucking adorable dude. I mean Jesus look at him! He looks like Loki dude."
                          
"I know, he has my hair and Loki's eyes."
                          
"He sure is easy going too, most babies are just hellish to deal with," Sam added and Tony smiled.
                          
"Well he's my first and probably own son so I'm pretty damn happy he's so mellow."
                          
"Is Gabriel at the point where he's starting to sleep through the night?" Asked Steve, all of them looked at him very fast.
                          
"No! He still wakes me or Lokes up, Loki chooses to barely let me do anything though so when he was sick these past few days I actually got a chance to take care of my kid."
                          
"Loki just worries, I'm sure that he's only talking about Gabriel to Natasha." Clint said and he chuckled, Tony woke Gabriel up and went to get a bottle fairly quickly to feed him.
                          
"I doubt it." Tony replied as he sat back down.
                          
***
                          
Loki and Natasha had gone to one of her favorite places to eat, though it was further away from the Tower then he would have liked, he had to admit it was worth it. They went to Olive Garden and Loki had enjoyed it greatly.
                          
"So, Barton likes to perch in the middle of nights?" 
                          
"Trust me, if we were to go to Stark Tower one night he'd be anywhere he could that would scare the shit out of one person. He even keeps his eyes wide open."
                          
"Really? Are you serious?"
                          
"Dead serious."
                          
"I would very much like to see that."
                          
"Most do, until he does it to them. I've never been the victim of it because he knows what I'm capable of."
                          
"All of us do, I wouldn't want to get into a fight with you."
                          
"You tried to when you called me a mewling Quim." She smiled, she knew what it meant now.
                          
"Yes, but that was the heat of the moment," He said quoting a song Tony had shown him, "And because Barton had told me everything, I knew I'd not be alive if I had fought you directly."
                          
"It's better that you're alive, trust me, Clint and Sam have fallen head-over-heels about Gabriel. They love him to pieces."
                          
"Barton loves a child from me?"
                          
"He still has anger towards you of course, but he knows-now-there's good in you because of that baby. Also, unlike Steve, knows that a baby and a father may have similar looks but they are not the same. And I don't think you're going to allow mischief from that baby."
                          
"No, I'm really not. This coming from the mouth of the God of Mischief," He said widening his eyes and taking a sip of his wine. It was true, Gabriel and Tony would be the ones to cause more trouble while Loki would be the one who'd try to prevent him from getting into it in the first place.
                          
After finishing with dinner, Natasha dragged Loki to get pedicures. When they arrived in the place, two nice ladies smiled at her then smiled up at him with twinkles in their eyes, Natasha noticed this and said, 'Sorry girls, he's married and plays for the other team,' which they frowned a little at.
                          
Loki and Natasha were then led to chairs and had their feet placed in hot water. He didn't know how to respond to someone touching his feet and was fidgeting quite a lot.
                          
"Loki, relax, they know what they're doing," Natasha said and he looked at her then did his best to become less tense. When he had, he began to enjoy himself and Natasha looked very pleased that he was having a good time.
                          
Natasha got her toes painted red after they'd finished with all the pedicure activities, and Loki didn't. Though he did ask her if there was a store nearby where he could buy nail polish, she didn't look at all surprised.
                          
"Yeah, but it’s a little bit away."
                          
"Not an issue, but after that we can head back to Stark Tower."
                          
"Oh yeah, it's time I got those boys home."
                          
"Pet superheroes basically."
                          
"Oh my God, really?" She laughed when he said that, and he for a second didn't understand why it was so funny.
                          
"What?"
                          
"Pet. Superhero’s. Think about it." Natasha said as she pointed where to go while laughing, when he had for a moment, he too began to laugh. They walked to a little Sally Hansen store and there Loki purchased the nail polish and they began to walk home.
                          
"What color did you get?" Natasha asked and he showed it to her: Black.
                          
"I think I'll try to paint my fingernails."
                          
"Sounds fun, I had a great time tonight Loki, what about you?"
                          
"Most definitely. Thank you for agreeing to spend time with me, I can only imagine what the others did while we were gone." Loki was justified in that, they'd done basically nothing, except talk and fuss over Gabriel.
                          
When they arrived home, the two soldiers, Clint, and Tony were all passed out on the couches. Gabriel must have been put to sleep earlier. Natasha sighed.
                          
"What's the matter?" Whispered Loki.
                          
"I can't lift them, and trying to wake up those three is almost impossible."
                          
"You can all stay here for the night."
                          
"That's too much to ask for, Loki. If you've got some way magically-"
                          
 "I insist upon it. They're all comfortable too, I see no reason why you all shouldn't be able too."
                          

                          
 "Thank you, Loki. You go to bed, and I'll find somewhere to sleep alright?"
                          

                          
 "The guest room is right over there," He pointed, "Good night Natalia."
                          

                          
 "Good night, Loki." She removed her shoes and set them near the elevator and walked over to the guest room. Loki stayed out and looked at the boys, Tony was sprawled out the most, and Clint was sitting up on the coffee table with his eyes of course wide open, Sam was curled up loosely on the further end of the couch, and there was Steve who had found a comfortable spot that wasn't near Tony. Loki felt much better then when he turned and went into the Nursery to check on Gabriel, the smell of pizza and sleep was strong in the living room and the odor of baby powder and sleep was much more welcome when he stuck his head into the Nursery.
                          

                          
 The Yggdrasil illumination was not there due to Gabriel being sound asleep, Loki smiled tiredly and walked to the Master Bedroom. He snapped his fingers and his pajamas had changed with his normal clothes and then went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Putting his nail polish on the counter and then brushing, only to finish with that and wander to bed. He got comfortable fairly quickly, though he missed the warmth of Tony against his normally cooler body.