Avengers Oneshots

Asleep - Stony

Steve hasn't been quite happy for a few days.

It was one of the few weeks of the year that Tony would stay in his lab and work himself to death until Steve went down and, literally, dragged Tony out of the lab.

This week was different though.

Tony was more aggressive, and fought back every time Steve tried to get him to come upstairs, eat, or leave the lab in general. He'd bring Tony dinner every night, but only half of the plate was ever eaten.

Halfway through the week, Steve accepted that Tony would soon come out on his own, and spent his time drawing or reading. 

He was currently sitting on the couch in their living room, reading a book. He couldn't remember what it was called, but it was some sort of history book. He was trying to somewhat educate himself on what had happened while he was frozen. He was almost absorbed into the book.

He didn't even notice that Tony had walked into the room.

Tony was trying to find a breakthrough on some new element that he'd almost created once. He realized the day before that he was getting nowhere, but continued to search anyways. He was pulled out of his little trance once he'd burned his hand a few times. Then he began to feel the hunger and exhaustion creep up on him.

He stumbled his way out of the lab, almost like he was drunk. He clutched the railing for dear life and made his was up the steps, heading towards the living room. That's when he saw Steve on the couch.

He walked, or at least tried to, towards the male, pushing the book out of his hands and sitting in his lap. He buried his face in Steve's shoulder, sighing softly, "..I'm sorry."

Steve looked down at the smaller man, "It's fine, Tony. Well, not really, but I get why you lock yourself away."

Tony stayed quiet. He himself wasn't sure why he holed up in his lab every so often, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to know why or not.

After a few seconds of silence, Steve wrapped his arms around Tony, "Okay, food, shower, then sleep. Is that good?"

Tony nodded into his shoulder, feeling Steve start to walk, presumably towards the kitchen. As he was sat down on the counter, he whined, reaching for Steve.

The blonde smiled, "Hang on Tones.. Do you think you can stomach a plate of food or should we try something small for now?"

Tony shrugged. After a week of having little to no food, he wasn't sure how his stomach would react. "Something small.."

"Okay. We can see how you feel after you wake up." Steve grabbed a yogurt cup out of the fridge and handed it to him, "Spoons are over by you."

Tony nodded and opened the cup, grabbing a spoon. His mind was blank, and he was hardly processing what he was doing. Before he knew it, the yogurt cup was empty and Steve had thrown it away for him, tossing the spoon into the sink.

Steve picked the smaller male up again, heading towards his penthouse. He set Tony down in the bathroom connected to the bedroom, then went to get him some clothes.

Tony stared at the floor as Steve came back with a pile of clothing, setting it by the sink, "Do you need help, or are you okay?"

All Tony had to do was shrug and Steve was turning the shower on. He knew that Tony was too tired to do anything for himself, but didn't want to cause an argument by babying him.

He stripped Tony down, then got himself undressed. The two stepped into the shower, Tony practically melting into the feeling of the water.

Steve started to wash the male's hair, kissing the side of his head every so often. Tony leaned into the feeling of his fingers, closing his eyes.

As he leaned back to rinse the soap out of his hair, he felt Steve starting to scrub his chest. The minute the soap was out, Tony leaned up against Steve, head resting at his collarbone.

Steve started to whisper to him. Small things, like; "I love you", "You're beautiful", or "You're so pretty", each of which made Tony blush.

Steve quickly washed himself and his hair and turned the water off, stepping out with Tony attached to him.

He got himself and Tony dried off, then Tony reached for his clothes and began to get dressed. Steve smiled softly, then dressed himself. A simple pair of sweats and a t-shirt were what he always slept in. Tony, however, would sleep naked anytime he could, but he usually just had a t-shirt and his boxers.

"You want me to carry you?" Steve kissed Tony's forehead. He nodded and reached up for Steve, making the blonde smile and pick him up.

He walked to the bed and laid Tony down, crawling in next to him. Tony wrapped himself around Steve as the taller man pulled the covers over them. When he looked back down, Tony was asleep.

Steve kissed his forehead, not tired at all, but not ready to leave Tony alone.

I forgot this existed for a hot minute-

I'm remaining this BTW! It'll now be a Stony/Winteriron one shot book! Maybe adding Stucky or Stuckony in one day, but for now itll just be the two ships!

Requests/plots are appreciated! See ya in the next one :)