Word Count: 3,950ish
Summary: Tony fails to show up to your plans, again. Causing you two to fight.
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You sighed as you watched the staff clean up to close. They had offered you food and drinks but you had declined anything but water, wanting to wait for Tony. A few tears fell onto the napkin you were writing on. You let the staff a note of apologizes and a large tip before hurrying from the place. Outside, the world was dark and raining, the perfect setting for your feelings.
Your heart broke into more and more pieces as you walked home, having no desire to get to the Tower quickly, thinking about how Tony and stood you up. It wasn't the first time. You had been together for almost three years, it would be three in a few weeks, and there had been times where he stood you up, but nothing like this. The past couple of months Tony was leaving you high and dry for every little thing. Date nights, movie nights, breakfast, lunch. Hell! Even sleeping in the same bed.
And there was always an excuse:
"Pepper needs me to help out with a conference."
"I was needed on a mission."
"Sorry, Bruce and I were so invested on what we working on."
And the turning it on you:
"It was just so important, honey. You've got to understand."
"If you were an Avenger, you'd do the same thing too."
"I love you, but the world needs saving."
And the promises:
"I promise I won't ever let that happen again."
"I'll take you some place even better next time, I promise."
"How about next Friday? I promise it will be a night to remember."
"After this, I promise to come to bed."
All in the past couple of months, but nothing had changed. You didn't know how to bring it up to Tony that you were frustrated. You were close to calling it quits a few times, but he always had a way to reel you back in. Those brown eyes, the never to be filled promises, the sweet touch of his lips to your skin.
By the time you had gotten back to the Tower, you were trembling. Of sadness and the cold. You couldn't tell if the water running down your cheeks was because of your wet hair or tears. You went straight to yours and Tony's shared floor, wanting to take a shower and go straight to bed. When you arrived in your bedroom, you were frozen at the sight. Tony was lying on the bed, completely asleep. You flipped on the lights, causing him to stir. He sat up, rubbing his eyes and trying to focus on why the lights just turned on.
"Honey? Is that you?" He yawned. "Where have you been? I was-" He cut himself off when he finally focused on you. "Why are you soaking wet?"
You couldn't even find the words to respond. You just shook your head and bit your tongue, scoffing.
"Like, you're trembling!" Tony exclaimed, getting out of bed to come to you. "Where were you? And did you walk home from wherever you were?"
You examined his face, noting the very light, but clearly recent, scratches littering it. He had been on a mission. Tony had left to safe the world, without so much as a note telling you where or why. Tony reached you, going to put his hands on your arms to try and warm you up. But you flinched, stepping back. His face instantly contorted into one of confusion and worry.
"Y/N? What's wrong?" He asked.
"What's wrong?" You repeated quietly, scoffing. "What's wrong?" You faked a laugh as you shook your head. "You tell me what's wrong."
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