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↳ Day 2: Quotes
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Tony wakes up slowly when the kitchen light comes on. Frowning, he glances at the tablet, resting on his chest before his eyes follow the sound of the fridge opening. It’s Peter. “---wha’re you doin’ up so late, kid?” Clearly the question startles the boy as he spins around, taking a fighting stance. It’s hard to resist the smile pushing itself on Tony’s lips at the sigh of that.
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To say it have been a long day would be an understatement. Everyone, tired, strolling down the SHIELD HQ corridor for a briefing, when Tony comments on the redhead’s condition. “---I’m all battered up and YOU don’t even have a scratch---!” Tony exclaims with an offended sigh as his eyes travel up Natasha’s pristine stealth bodysuit. “Outrageous.”
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There’s some hesitation to Tony’s voice when he speaks, eyes expectantly fixed on Wanda. “The visions---- was it YOU who made me see them---?” How steady his voice sounds when the question leaves his lips surprises even Tony. He can see the conflict in Wanda’s eyes as he patiently waits for her reply.
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𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌 into account when he first peeled his hospital gown off – not until he saw tony’s reaction to it, that was. looking down, he could easily see the damage that the WINTER SOLDIER had done on his body ( he wouldn’t dare say bucky, as he knew it was not the actions of his BEST FRIEND back there ) and he knew that his reaction was justified.
as tony helped him with it, a soft mumble of a ‘ thank you, ’ slipped past his lips, doing his best to leave less work for tony to do as he stepped into the pants one leg at a time, a lot slower than he would have liked. had it not been for the bullet wound, he could have ignored the PAIN itself, but he didn’t want to have it bleed now. ‘ it’s not as bad as it looks, y’know. ’ he commented nonchalantly, hoping to relieve any worry of tony’s that he still might have.
once tony helped him pull up his pants, steve placed his hands on top of his on his sides, in an attempt to get tony to look up at him again. ‘ i hope you’ll be able to forgive me for not reaching out to you when i should have. ’ and his blue hues were nothing but genuine, hoping the mechanic could see past his lack of words.
He wants to ask - but this small part of his brain tells him it’s not the right time, when Steve is ready, he’ll talk. The soft, quiet thank you coming from the blonde sounds alien in Tony’s ears. He quickly realises just how much Steve actually trusts him - this is really the first time, Tony’s seeing the blonde so vulnerable, and yet he’s allowed close enough to help out with such a trivial thing like dressing up.
Tony’s train of thought is disturbed when Steve speaks once again, and it’s hard to stop the dismissive snort. “Oh yes, absolutely. And that’s exactly why you’ve been in hospital for the past couple of days.” Comes the sarcastic comment, quickly followed by a sigh. “I’m not--- look. You literally look like you’ve been to hell and back, twice.” He hestitates for a second. “---I would be lying if I said I wasn’t worried, Steve, I was hurt because you disappeared, but considering all the circumstances, I understand.” God, he sucks at the emotional stuff--- Still, his hand comes up slowly not to do any more damge , to cup Steve’s shoulder reassuringly. “----I was actually thinking about taking a vacation. With everything that’s gone on in the past two years I think we all deserve some time off, don’t you?”

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Steve strains against the phone, gripping it too tightly that plastic starts to crack. He’s listening for anything, to let him know that Tony is on the other line. But it remains silent save for the shallow intake and exhale of breath. Steve knows that Tony is on the other side. He just isn’t saying anything. Features are crest fallen when the line goes dead. Limply, hand drops and phone clatters to the floor. A moment later and the man is carding digits through golden locks and tugging. He had hoped they could finally talk. That Steve could apologize and that they could start over. He isn’t sure if that’s going to happen now.
One day turns into two in to three. Steve thought about calling Tony or sending him another text, but he doesn’t The ball has been placed in Stark’s hands. It was his move. Steve would just have to accept that and wait to see what would come next. Thankfully, answers soon came.
The phone is in his pocket when it buzzes. The conversation he’d been engaged in is dropped as full attention is shifted to the small device. It tell him that there is one new text. Heart beats painfully in his chest as anticipation and anxiety rips through his gut. Flipping it open, Steve reads the message. Tony has asked to meet. And soon, too. Just a few hours away. Hastily, the man types out a reply.
See you at 5pm.
Sent.
A bundle of nerves. That is what Steve Rogers is as he stands outside the Golden Goose. He’s a few minutes early and has no idea if Tony is already inside. How is he going to react when they finally see each other? Is Steve going to get a punch to the face? Or is he going to get nothing? He can’t say but he goes in, searching for Tony.
The next time he feels the older cellphone buzz in his pocket he checks quickly, reply making his mouth dry and the sort on unsure anxiety settle in his chest. After setting a reminder in his calendar as if he could forgot, he puts the phone down - out of sight out of mind.
It’s a Stark brand to be fashionably late, but not this time. Half an hour before the agreed time, he’s there, eyes scaning the drink menu from behind the sunglasses he hasn’t bothered to take off. For a while, they linger on the whisky and scotch offers, but when the bartender finally asks for his order, “---two glasses of Coke.” is Tony’s answer. It doesn’t take long for the drinks to be prepared, and so he grabs then and scans the place for a more private booth in the corner of the small restaurant.
Every time the door opens, Tony can’t help the way his body tenses a bit, until finally, when he briefly glances over, he catches a glimpse of the familiar silhouette - even after this long, he could probably identify Steve by the rythm of his walk and the heaviness and confidence in his steps. Finally, he slides the sunglasses to the top of his head before gesturing to the blonde to come over.
“So, you’re alive, huh.” Is the only thing that slips past Tony’s lips as Steve slides into the booth seat opposite.
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𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘, 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐓 was no secret to the rest of the people who knew him. but this, with tony here, felt so NATURAL that he was acting bolder, something that wasn’t quite expected of him in such context. yet, watching tony move around like that and shoot back at him with smug remarks despite his own struggle was only feeding the fire that started within, the arousal it brought visible to the eye now over his painfully tight trousers.
‘ i’m sure i will. ’ he said as he watched tony prepare the drinks, his hand on the other’s bottom still snaking down between his legs every ten seconds, not giving him a proper cool down from his touches. noting the blush as he picked his own glass, he clinked his against the mechanic’s, mumbling before he took a sip, ‘ you’re adorable when you BLUSH like that. ’ once he was done taking a sip, his lips formed into a smirk and he leaned closer, not paying attention to the rest – especially nat whose eyes he could feel on himself and tony.
‘ i’m afraid someone has to say PLEASE first, tony. ’ he replied, voice low in octave, just loud enough for him to hear. almost no space in between them, the front of his pants was right up against the one side of tony’s butt, trapping him in between the counter and himself. ‘ that someone happens to be a bit shorter, brunet, pretty chocolate brown eyes, quite the genuis … ring any bells ? ’
Having Steve’s presence surrounding him like that is very distracting, even with Tony making a conscious effort to focus on the party. He takes another sip of the cocktail and enjoys the burn it leaves in his throats before is settles in his stomach comfortably. Luckily enough, when Steve comments on his blush, it doesn’t deepen in colour, but there is a fond, somewhat tipsy, grin curling Stark’s lips. “Pretty chocolate eyes, huh?” He can’t help the amused snort he makes at how easily the compliment rolls of Steve’s tongue.
“Pepper some more compliments in, and I might actually say it.” Tony teases playfully, hips tilting just enough to rub against the prominent bulge in Steve’s fitted trousers. “Think you might have a bit of a problem with hiding that, Captain.” He adds, hand snaking down to ghost over the taut material. “Actually, quite a BIG problem, if you ask me.”
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I understand that they cut it for pacing and I agree with the choice but I love that in this scene Tony’s first reaction was to pick up a gun and fight and not just run.
I love this deleted scene so much. Not only is it wonderfully proactive, which I adore on principle, it underscores something people tend to gloss over: Tony was a weapons designer and manufacturer. He designed and built weapons for a living. He knows how to use a gun, okay? He can likely take it apart, clean it, improve it, put it back together again, and hit what he aims at. He does not need Natasha or Clint to take him to the shooting range and teach him which end of a gun goes bang. Why doesn’t the gun work here? It jammed. That’s it. It happens. In short: Tony Stark does not need the suit to be a badass.
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“I know, Tony.” I know. He’d seen it, too; no matter how many times they fought, no matter how many enemies they brought down there would always be more in the shadows waiting for them. And that didn’t include the demons that hid deep within themselves. Siberia wasn’t something he would ever forget and seeing Stark there in front of him was like a reminder of what he’d done. Not that he’d had any other choice but he felt like he’d gone too FAR and that standing there he didn’t deserve whatever forgiveness the other was willing to give him.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t think about that. They still had one last battle to fight and if they were going to win they were going to have to do it together. “But we can’t just give up. That’s not who we are. If we give up they win.” And Steve knew neither of them were the sorts to just give up or give in. Which meant he needed to dig for yet another inspirational speech that might convince Stark otherwise. “And so many people are counting on us. We need to find the strength for one more fight.”
It’s hard to look at Steve and not feel the bitter taste of betrayal settle heavy on his tongue. Before he can say anything stupid, he runs a hand tiredly down his face. “I know we can’t give up.” His reply is quiet as he spaces out for a long moment. “I know so many people depend on us, Steve. I KNOW all of that.” Tony speaks again, this time, with frustration clear in his voice. “And we will find whatever it takes to win, no doubt. I just can’t help but wonder what would happen if we had a second to actually live OUR lives, don’t you?!”

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“Mhmm, you heard correct.” She responded with a playful smile. “Well, I wasn’t sure whether to order two separate pizzas or stick to just one… so you have your choice between veggie and supreme.”
“Veggie, huh.” Tony says with a smile tugging on his lips. “You know me TOO well.” He admits and quickly leans in to press a peck to her cheek. Rubbing his palms together excitedly, he heads to the kitchen, doing a little, happy dance. “Let’s go eat this baby.”