tony stark one-shots (Request Open)

tired

it has been a week since any of the team has seen tony, his lab is on total lockdown and none of bruce's emergency overriding codes work, steve may or may not have let a few things slip in an argument in their last meeting and since then they have not seen him which was starting to get worrying

 "it's been a week, we haven't heard from him, and only, only thanks to jarvis we know that he is still fucking alive"

"look. nat. *big sigh* I know I let a few--"

"a few? steve? a few?! the things you said?...how can you even..."

"I know now and I'm really sorry, I wasn't thinking and I let them slip" steve was literally on the verge of tears now, nat just sighed

"it's not me you have to apologize to..and you know that rogers"

it was his time to sigh. everyone sat in an uncomfortable silence, worried for their teammate and friend who they let down tremendously not even realizing that that was their last straw

"do you guys think he ate anything?" bruce asked breaking the silence, that just made them worry even more than before

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bottles were shattered and can be seen everywhere in a certain billionaires' lab. and in the middle of it all, he was seated. tony stark. tony hasn't eaten in that whole week and hasn't drunk any proper water other than alcohol in which was starting to poison him

this whole day specifically he hasn't moved a muscle other than his arm to drink the drink in his hand

he gave up the moment he heard all those things spill from steve's mouth. the person he looked up to as a child, the person who stole his father's love and attention. he couldn't do it anymore, he tried, he fucking tried but where did that get him?

he went back to cutting the moment he stepped into his safe space, he just couldn't keep up with this anymore, the words were just ringing in his head

'you are not worth anything tony! you don't deserve to be an avenger! I don't know what fury was even thinking about picking someone like you to be on the team. why can't you be more like your father?!'

at that time he just smiled sadly and scoffed before leaving the room, but nat saw, nat saw how steves words truly hurt and broke him, but before anyone could get to him he locked himself away from everyone he ever trusted. that will probably be the last time he trusts anyone

he just sat there and the let the last few drops of alcohol run down his throat, enjoying the burn that came along with it. he tried getting up with wobbly legs to answer his phone that was ringing but couldn't as dark spots danced around his vision

soon enough he fell unconscious, letting the bottle shatter and his previous cuts open up. he was bleeding out and slowly dying without even knowing it. Jarvis was muted, meaning not even he can help...

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It has been 30 minutes since the team last spoke to each other, nat was muttering things in Russian while steve was pacing around the room with bucky trying to calm him down.

bruce sighed "jarvis, how's Tony doing?"

silence, this got everyone onto their feet

"jarvis--" bucky was cut off by the elevator opening

"where is Mr stark?!" all heard turned to the sound of the person's voice

"pet--"

"I've been calling him for the past week! where is he?! is he ok?!"