Walking on Broken Glass - 2"Your father doesn't remember me." Steve says into the phone, and it's followed by a moment of silence as Peter struggles to find the right words. "He doesn't remember the arc reactor, which means he won't probably recognize you either. There's... There's a part of his life missing."
"Oh my God. W-what did the doctor say?"
"That it's most likely temporary. Dr Scott didn't tell him anything though, he said it's better if I tell him, to gain his trust again."
"Yeah, but don't just blurt everything out to him."
"I know, Peter. Listen, I know you want to see Tony but-"
"It's fine, I get it."
"Thank you. There's some money on the top drawer of my nightstand, order a pizza for yourself. I'll get something around here for dinner."
After saying goodbye and hanging up, Steve headed back to Tony's room. He stood outside the door for a couple of seconds, took a deep breath and went in. Tony was looking down at the arc reactor, touching it carefully, not sure if he even could.
"Hi." Steve said to
Walking on Broken Glass - 1As soon as Steve entered the hospital, all eyes were on him. He had dirt and blood all over himself, his Captain America suit had large rips where his wounds were already healing, and was carrying an unconscious Tony Stark. He had managed to take him out of the Iron Man suit with JARVIS's help, but wasn't able to wake him up, don't matter how loud he yelled his name.Walking on Broken Glass - 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tony was taken to the emergency room and Steve asked one of the nurses for some change to call Peter.
"Hello?" The 18 year old answered.
"Peter, it's Steve. I'm at the hospital."
"What?! What happened?"
"I'll be there in 10 minutes."
And he was. When Peter arrived, Steve explained that Tony had been injured in battle and was unconscious before heading to the restroom with the change of clothes that Peter brought for him.
It was a couple of hours before they got any news. Doctor Scott was Tony's doctor and was well aware of his condition with the arc reactor, no other doctor was ever allowed to treat Tony
Walking on Broken Glass - 5"I am Iron Man." Tony blurted out, eyes never leaving the window, when he felt Steve's presence in the room. "And you didn't tell me."Walking on Broken Glass - 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Would you believe me if I did?"
"Who cares! And I almost died, too!" Tony was finally facing Steve, his finger tapping furiously at the arc reactor. "You told me this thing was keeping me alive but it almost killed me!"
"You had some problems with the first reactor you built, but then you created a new one, the one on your chest right now. You're safe."
"That's not an excuse to not tell me about it."
"Listen, I'm sorry." Steve was finally approaching the bed. "But I couldn't tell you."
"Whatever. I'm leaving this place tomorrow anyway."
"You know, that won't stop me from visiting you."
"You're kidding, right?" Tony would never admit that he was hoping Steve would say that, but the surprised tone in his voice was genuine since he really didn't believe anyone would care so much for him.
"Of course I'm not. Unless you really don't want me to go..."
Walking on Broken Glass - 3Every single one of Tony's muscles feels strained, his skin burns and every movement is painful. It's dark and he wants to get away, he doesn't know where to go but anywhere other than that place would be good enough. He feels week.Walking on Broken Glass - 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Strong men surround him, yell at him. Tony doesn't understand what they're saying and when he doesn't answer they hit him. Someone roughly grabs his hair, his heart hurts and he can't breathe because his face is underwater. When they pull him back up, there's a man. He's bald and wears glasses and Tony is happy to see him. 'Yinsen', Tony whispers and the man smiles.
There are shots being fired and Tony feels heavy. Yinsen is wounded and Tony runs to him, his steps echoing loudly in the cave, but not loud enough from him not to hear Yinsen's whisper. 'Don't waste it. Don't waste your life.', he struggles to say before vanishing into thin air and Tony wakes up with a jolt, feeling sticky from sweat. The heart monitor beeps way to fast and he glares at
Walking on Broken Glass - 6Tony lifted the glass to his lips once again, the expensive vodka burning down his throat. It wasn't the familiar alcohol burn, no, that he could handle well. It was something else, something worse, that he couldn't define no matter how hard he tried. He filled the glass again and threw the empty bottle at the trashcan on the other side of the kitchen table. The glass broke into pieces and with a deafening sound as it hit the ground, since Tony had missed his target. After a long moment looking at the shards of glass he shrugged and got up to fetch another bottle.Walking on Broken Glass - 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Two days have passed since what happened at the mall, and Tony hasn't left his apartment in that time. He hasn't been talking to JARVIS either, or showering, or eating. The mini bar is almost empty and he groans as he gets back to the kitchen with a bottle of whiskey in hand, not feeling like going out to get more alcohol.
Steve doesn't try to talk to him during those two days and it makes Tony angry and sad and he doesn't un
Walking on Broken Glass - 7It takes Tony another two days to get himself together and sober up before he decides to go have a talk with Steve. He thinks about what to say, but nothing comes to mind so he figures he'll come up with something on the spot. Or at least he hopes so.Walking on Broken Glass - 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It's not until he's out the door that Tony remembers that he doesn't know where to go. 'Damn kid,' he thinks as he dials Pepper's number on his cell. 'Comes here to make me feel guilty and doesn't even tell me where to go to fix it.'
"What did you do this time?" Pepper sounds busy on the other end of the line, and Tony could try to feel bad about bothering her if she didn't greet him like that.
"Aren't you sweet." Tony deadpans and rolls his eyes, and he knows that somehow Pepper can hear it. "Where does Captain Khakis live?"
"Why?" She sounds more interested in the conversation now.
"Pepper, I promise I'm about to do a good thing. Will you give me his address?"
"Fine." Pepper replies after a pause and gives Tony what he wants.
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"I said no."
"Tony, you know that this is a right thing to do."
Tony was standing behind his desk at his workshop. He was hammering some machine, either fixing it or trying to brake it into pieces, it was hard to tell. Steve was standing in front of him in some distance, trying to reason with him.
"Steve, I pay people to do that, there is no need for me to go there," Tony said in slow voice like he was explaining something to a demented person.
"No, you will go there today."
"I will go next year."
"You can't run from this forever, Tony."
Tony put the hammer down, trying to control his breath. Steve was starting to get on his nerves. Why does he have to interfere? It's not his business. Slowly Tony picked up the hammer and punched the machine again.
"Go away, I'm busy," he snapped, not looking at the blonde.
"No, you're not. I can already tell when you are busy, and when you are just pretending to be busy so people will leave you alone," Steve said in a calm voice.
Walking on Broken Glass - 4Every night Tony goes to sleep hoping to have another dream that will show him another bit of himself, but the dreams are always blurry. There are faces of people he doesn't remember but he gets a feeling that he knows them and he tries to reach for them but they drift away. He ends up waking up with a huge headache, feeling frustrated and lost.Walking on Broken Glass - 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Steve is in a lot of those dreams and he's the one he tries to reach more often. Tony decides that the reason is that Steve is at the Hospital all the time, which is really, really annoying. Steve tells him little things that he doesn't believe, like when he said that Tony doesn't drink as much as he used to anymore, or that Pepper is married to Happy now. The daily visits make Tony feel closer to Steve, which is why Tony acts even more distant.
It's Saturday night and Steve just arrived home. Peter is in the living room watching TV, but his gaze turns to his father quickly.
"We're gonna have to move out of here." Steve says, not delaying t
The last call.Being the Captain of the team had it's perks, you might say, one of them being that whenever another member was on a 'one man mission', Steve would be the only one to get full details and would also be the first to receive any news on the mission. Which was what he was waiting for at the moment, alone, sitting on a room at SHIELD headquarters, nervous fingers tapping a rhythm on the table.The last call.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Steve never particularly liked Director Fury, but he never hated him. Well, not until that morning, when said Director told him about Tony's mission. It was dangerous, too dangerous and Steve argued that no one else on the Avengers team was busy at the moment, they could have assembled. Fury shook his head and explained that Stark was the man for the job. "We needed someone who could quickly understand and disable the enemy's machinery. Their technology is very advanced. We thought of getting Banner involved, but we needed someone who could leave the place fast." And that's all he said before he left
And so Clint tells everyone"Tony, stop!" Steve giggled. "This is not the place to-"And so Clint tells everyone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aww come on, Steve, it's not like we're about to have sex, just a little make out session won't hurt." Tony replied before kissing Steve's jaw. "Unless you want sex, we can totally-"
"Oh. My. God."
Both men turned their heads to the door when they heard Clint's voice. So maybe Steve was right, making out at SHIELD headquarters was really not a good idea. Barton turned around and left without a single word to look for Natasha.
"As I was saying-" Tony tried, but was cut off when Steve shook his head with an apologetic look plastered on his face, meaning that the mood was killed. Tony wanted to make a punching bag out of Barton.
"They we're like, making out. And I heard something about sex!" Clint said frantically. "Tasha, they were about to have sex at SHIELD. They are probably doing it right now!"
"Mhm." Natasha didn't lift her eyes from the book she was reading.
"That's it? I will possibly be scarred for life and a mumble is
The Avengers - RememberThe Avengers - Remember2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He couldn't take it. It was quiet. The Tower was full of people, full of life, but he was alone. Part of his heart was gone.
Tony Stark didn't have an easy life. He was successful in his job, had many lovers, many cars and more money than he could ever spend during his whole life. But it was just like Yinsen described him once - "so you're a man who has everything... and nothing." And it was the truth. But since than so many things had changed in his life.
Of course he went through more ordeals, but there were also happy moments in his life. Becoming friends with rest of the Avengers. Becoming friends with Steve. His first date with Steve. Their first night together. The day he had proposed to Steve. He wouldn't say that his life was perfect, but it was much better since Steve stepped into it.
But now Steve was gone.
No, it was worse.
Steve was still here, currently nine floors below him, sitting on the couch between Thor and Bruce, as the whole team gathered to watch a movie.
DancingTony was sitting in his workshop, working on a flaw in one of his gauntlet repulsors. It had a tendency to overload and lean towards exploding when used too much. Tony, however, loved his hands, needed them really, and didn't want that to happen. He was so involved in trying to fix the gauntlet that he had completely missed the fact that Steve had used his access code to get in and was currently sketching him.Dancing3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tony finally found the problem, a fierce grin on his face. With a deft twist of his hands, he repaired the gauntlet and sighed. Putting it down, he looked up and stretched, freezing when he saw Steve sitting across from him. A cool breeze on the few inches of skin left bared by his t-shirt caused Tony to lower his arms slowly, studying the other man. Was that a slight blush he could see on Steve's face?
"Capsicle," Tony greeted idly, nodding at the blonde man. "Whatcha doing down here?"
"I came down here to ask you a question," Steve said softly, the blush highlighting his cheeks
A FamilyWhen Steve first said that he's like to have kids, Tony freaked out. He then decided to avoid Steve for a whole week, because it seemed like a good idea. Tony would hide long enough for Steve to forget about him and then move on and find someone else who actually was good with kids. But then when he thought about Steve with someone else, Tony got really mad and desperate and came out of his cave (which really is just his garage, and the only reason why Steve didn't try to talk to him was because he knew he freaked Tony out and he needed time).A Family3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After a long talk, Tony finally confessed that he wouldn't mind having a kid, he just thought he would be an awful father. Steve told him all the reasons why Tony would actually be a great father and by the end of the day they agreed it was not completely off the table and had great sex.
A month passed by and Tony always kept that in his mind, and the more he thought about it the more he wanted a kid. He did some research on adopting processes an
Dark Paradise"Is it true what they say? That you're watching over me? Can you hear me, Steve?"Dark Paradise3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tony is not sure where to look. Should he be looking down at the grave or up at the sky? He shakes his head and focuses his eyes on the small picture of Steve on the tombstone.
"I feel stupid talking to you, I never believed this kind of crap. It's not like I'll have the time to regret it anyway, so I might as well do it. It's a little less painful."
His eyes are getting watery behind his sunglasses and Tony glances away from the picture.
"I still- It's been 4 months, for 3 and a half of those months I almost didn't move from the front door, hoping you'd come in. And the rest of the time I was drowning myself in scotch. I know how much you hated my drinking, if you really are somewhere out there you must be pissed at me. I'm sorry, Steve.
They tried. The rest of the team, they kept inviting me to go out and stuff, Bruce said you'd want me to move on and I punched him. It goes without saying that all I got
Three WordsThere was this thing bothering Tony. There were times when he was with Steve that he got this strange feeling, he had no idea what it was, but it felt like his his chest was tightening and his throat felt itchy.Three Words3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes it happened during and/or after sex. Other times it was at four in the morning when Steve came down to his workshop and -instead of dragging him to bed- handed him a fresh cup of coffee and asked Tony what he was doing.
It happened when they had silly fights about the remote. It also happened when they had more serious fights after one of them gets injured in battle. Sometimes they spent hours without talking to each other and it happened again, but the tightening on Tony's chest was more painful then.
Tony is a business man and he has to travel from time to time. While he's gone, he can't shake off that strange sensation and when he gets back and Steve is kissing him the moment he enters the house it's even stronger.
It happens more often lately. He lays his eyes on
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disclaimer - inspired by this
Steve was sitting in the SHIELD's medical sector, hands resting on his knees, as he attempted to calm down his nervously bouncing legs. He had been here before.
He wasn't an often visitor in the medical sector. Of course, he got damaged during the battles, cuts, bruises, some worse stuff too. But he was healing quickly and his healing factor coupled with high-tech medical care and no matter how bad the wound was, it didn't even leave a mark on him.
With Tony it was different. He could take care on his own of some minor bruises, cuts, burns, being familiar to all of it from all years he spent in his workshop. It was worse when Tony was hurt during a battle and his wounds required medical assistance. He just hated going to the doctors. Things got better when Bruce permanently moved into the Tower and became Avengers personal doctor and was capable of treating most of the wounds. Still, it was hard to drag Tony
AnswersTony's heart was beating quickly, pounding at his ribcage as he waited for Steve to answer. He hid the panic and fear behind a cheerful and charming face, hoping that he wouldn't be let down. Rapidly rethinking their interactions for the past few weeks, Tony thought he saw a pattern and a definite interest there. But, his worries whispered, it could just be the polite and thoughtful way that Steve acted. There could be nothing there and he could be ruining one of the few good friendships he had.Answers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What do you want it to mean, Tony?" Steve asked, catching the barest hints of Tony's inner turmoil. He'd learned to read the genius, to see the emotions lurking deep in his eyes or the twitch of his mouth.
"Now that's not playing fair, Cap," Tony said lightly, taking a sip of his wine. "I asked first."
Steve saw a slight tremor in Tony's hand and realized the brunette was expecting him to brush it off, brush him off. Suddenly, all the veiled references to 40's politeness and chivalry made sens
Something of Tomorrow, Pt. 1 :: StonySomething of Tomorrow, Part 1Something of Tomorrow, Pt. 1 :: Stony3 years ago in Romance More Like This
i've learned of many pains and woes from these years of my own life
but why is it that i'm still aching inside?
Glow, English lyrics by кran
Growing up, Steve wasn't quite sure what to think of about his blank wrist. His mother, Sarah, had a name on her wrist his father, Joseph Rogers and Bucky had a name on his wrist when Steve met him, but there was no name on his.
"There will be a name there one day," his mother told him when he asked. "Everyone has someone out there for them; they're just not always born at the same time as you."
Steve thought about that, but it wasn't exactly true. Bucky's mom didn't have a name on her wrist and neither did the nice lady who lived three apartments down from them. The only difference between them was that Bucky's mom had gotten married to a man who never said anything about the name on his wrist and the nice lady, Miss Johnson, hadn't.
"Just because they don't have
The Avengers - Fic trade 2The Avengers - Fic trade 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was safe. It was warm. He snuggled closer to the source of heath, half asleep, half awake.
"Steve.. stop that.." he murmured, shifting a little from inside of Steve's arm, placing his chin on blonde's chest to look at him.
"Oh.. you're awake?" the blonde whispered. He was lying on his back, Tony on top of him, securely wrapped in his arms.
"Why do you.. always have to stare?" he complained, his eyes half-closed.
"Sorry" Steve smiled, sliding his hand along brunet's spine. Tony shuddered a little with enjoyment. Than he moved his chin up and down, rubbing Steve's skin with his goatee.
"H-hey" Steve had to hold a giggle inside him. "Don't start it, you know you will loose this fight," he jokingly warned Tony. Tony had a cocky smile on his face even though he barely saw anything with his sleepy eyes.
"That's for waking me up," Steve just kissed the tip of his nose in response. Next he embraced him tighter, as he rolled to the side, gently placing Tony on his back. Tony growled.
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Steve was standing in Tony's bedroom. He was holding a bag, with something frilly and puffy sticking out of it, his face as he was about to cry. Tony was standing in front of him, arms crossed, a smug smile plastered on his face. How he got into this mess? Oh right..
some time earlier
"Party, party, party!!" Tony chanted as he was marching through the apartment. Steve looked at him from the couch, taking a break from his book.
"What party?" he asked, looking puzzled at Tony. The brunet smiled wildly and pounced on Steve's lap, straddling him. Steve didn't expect that and dropped the book with a surprised yelp.
"A Halloween party, baby!" Tony shouted excited, cupping his face.
"What? Halloween?" Steve's mouth twitched in a sarcastic smile. "Aren't you too old for Halloween?" Tony rolled his eyes.
"Not that kind of party, a one for adults! You know, spiked punch, and that stuff!" Steve removed Tony's hands from his cheeks and eyed him suspiciously. It was just another occasion for
A STony Farewell "Do you have to go?" Tony was pressed against Steve, speaking directly with the Cap's sternum.A STony Farewell3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Do you have to wait until we're at the airport to get emotional?" Steve was smiling into Tony's hair, his arms resting on Tony's waist.
"I'm not emotional." Tony retorted, his arms around Steve's neck. "I just I don't think Bruce will be able to work knowing you're not at Stark Tower to keep us safe."
"I'll be fine," Bruce piped up from behind them, his hand in Clint's. "Agent Barton is enough protection for me."
"I think he just hit on me. Did you guys here that? That's what I heard. Bruce Banner just hit on me."
"Shut up, Hawk Man." Tony raised one of the hands behind Steve's high enough for Clint to be able to see his extended middle fi
Not AloneThe hand holding his hair was rough and the restraints that held his hands behind his back were too tight on his wrists. The man in front of him was speaking a foreign language and Tony just kept saying no, even though he knew what would follow. That rough hand yanked on his hair and his face was underwater again.Not Alone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His whole body hurt but the pain on his chest was unbearable. Every time they'd put his head underwater they would take a bit longer to pull him up again. This time it's taking too long.
Tony can hear his name but it's a distant sound, he struggles to free himself but is body feels like it's been pinned down. He gives up and lets himself drown.
"Tony, wake up!" Steve yells one more time, straddling Tony and shaking him by the shoulders. The man below him wakes up in a jolt, inhaling sharply and looking scared. "It's fine, it's me, Steve. You were dreaming."
Tony takes a moment to look at his surroundings and his brain finally catches up to what just happened. He's swea
Something of Tomorrow, Pt. 3 :: StonySomething of Tomorrow, Part 3Something of Tomorrow, Pt. 3 :: Stony3 years ago in Romance More Like This
the things of tomorrow, i do not understand
the things of the past are out of my own hands
Hello, Worker, English lyrics by кran
The sound of traffic was the first thing he heard. Then, the sounds of a radio. A ball game? Steve thought it was. He recognized the plays. He'd been to this game. But that wasn't possible.
Steve opened his eyes to white walls. He glanced around. The room was bare, sparsely furnished. There was a dresser and a mirror with a radio perched on top of it; aside from the dresser, the bed, and a night stand, the room was empty. There wasn't anything that lent the room any personality.
The curtains billowed in a light wind and he could hear the sounds of the street below. But something about that didn't sound right. There was the sound of traffic but he couldn't hear the people.
The entire place felt wrong.
He pushed himself up into a sitting position. Dimly, he noted that he was dressed in a t-shirt an
4 is a difficult ageThings have been crazy lately at Stark Industries, day after day Tony comes home late after boring meetings and with a huge headache, wanting nothing more than to curl up against Steve and hear his soothing voice, strong fingers running through Tony's hair and making him fall into a peaceful sleep. Steve, on the other hand, spends his days taking care of a difficult 4 years old Peter, and even though that's not the same as saving Manhattan from weird aliens or nutcases, it sure as hell is exhausting.4 is a difficult age3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Steve tries to stay up, he really does. More than once he ends up falling asleep on the couch, waiting for Tony to get home, but when he wakes up it's morning, and he's usually alone because Tony is down at the workshop working on something or out for an early meeting. He rubs his eyes and sighs, the thought that his family is falling apart briefly crosses his mind before Peter walks in the room and jumps on the bed.
Clint's visiting one afternoon, feeling the need to share his happiness w
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"It's flat. Nothing is happening."
"Stop whining, maybe it's not what you're used to, but that's a young taste, give it time."
Steve froze in the corridor, overhearing a conversation between Tony and Pepper. What were they talking about..?
"I don't thinks so, Pep. I'm not convinced. Too young."
"That's the trait of it, Tony! It has to be like that!"
Tony sighed deeply. "Okay, it's not that bad. But it's young and innocent and I don't know, kinda sweet? I prefer more mature stuff. Like what we had some time ago."
Steve face quickly reddened. Were they talking about.. Oh dear God. He hightailed out of there, not wanting to hear anything more, too many thoughts pounding in his head.
He stopped when he reached his and Tony's floor, his face still burning, and a guilty feeling in his stomach. There was just one conclusion that came to his mind. Tony was bored with their sex life. He was right, it was more of sweet, innocent, st