Jail Bait
“Oh my god it's a baby.”
“Now Stark...”
“Are you kidding me, just look at him! Is he even old enough to be left alone?! What the hell!”
Tony looked at the young god in horror. The teen was a small 5'5, and seemed to be just as uncomfortable as Tony now was with this whole situation. Comparing him side to side with Thor made Tony wonder if they both took after different parents, being that they didn't look even a bit alike. The teen had inky black hair that fell to his shoulders in gentle waves, and he could make out a few braids in it as well, along with several golden beads. His large green eyes with thick sooty lashes made him appear way too young for Tony's liking. Adding together his elfin features and he was just jail bait waiting to happen. The kid practically screamed innocent and defenseless.
Just kill me now.
The young god pouted, crossing his arms in discomfort. “I am 16 by your mortal years.” He shifted closer to his brother, smiling and losing a bit of his tension when Thor draped a comforting arm over his shoulders. “I was assured that this is close to adulthood to your people?”
Oh god he really was baby-sitting jail bait.
“Thor...” He swallowed, trying to calm the rising panic in his chest. “I'm really not sure that I'm the right person to help you with this.” He looked away guiltily. “I'm not a great example and with how young he is...”
Thor sighed, bending down to whisper something in the teen's ear. The boy looked at him in confusion before nodding hesitantly and leaving the room.
“My friend...” Thor started. “There is no one else I can ask.” He smiled softly. “And in truth no one else I would trust.”
“But…” Tony stumbled, trying to convince the god this was a terrible idea. “Asgard is a pretty big place, and aren't there other realms as well, wouldn't it be better to leave him in one of those?”
Thor looked at him for a moment before closing his eyes in pain.
“Jotun are vicious creatures.” Thor began, looking away from Tony. “They are a strong warrior race that live in a realm of eternal winter, their King, Laufey is considered one of the tallest of his race, easily passing the height of three of me.” Tony paled. “What he would do to Loki… to my brother...” Thor swallowed thickly. “It would result in his death, of that I have no doubt.” He slowly turned to look at Tony. “Please… help me protect my brother, I… I can not lose him.” Tony swallowed at the heartbreaking expression on the god's face. “Please.”
Tony sighed, inwardly cursing before nodding his head.
“Fine, he can stay.”
He paused for a moment.
“He is potty trained right?”
The smile Thor gave him was blinding.