Avengers: The Hunted (Avengers × Reader)

42- Mind Games

"Anthony Edward Stark, are you out of your mind!?"

You storm into his office and give him a little fright.

"Well I'm glad you brought that up cause I just-"

"Fired your psychiatrist??"

"Yeah well, if you let me get to that-"

"No Tony, I will not. We agreed you'd see someone, to get help. This is for your benefit not mine"

"Look Barton, i don't need help. That night, when I said what I said, it was just me feeling guilty after what I did. I'm fine and I don't need anything or anyone else to fix me"

You remind him of how he reacted, and all the stress he's being going through recently.

"If anything Y/N, you're the one stressing me out. Don't treat me like a situation that needs to be handled. The only thing that needs fixing is the state of Stark Industries, which only i can do."

The two of you bicker for a while but as time passes, the heat of the argument rises.

You bring up his heavy drinking and constant lying in order to deem himself fine.

"Okay I get you on the drinking, but that's personal. And I don't lie, okay I may be a little exaggerative but I dont make up things just for your attention"

"Oh really?"

"Yah" he crosses his arms with sass.

"Then what happened with Pepper? Why can't you be honest with me, I want to help you-"

"That's none of your business, and how many times do I have to repeat myself I don't need help!" He pauses and begins to breathe heavy, placing his fingers on each temple then quickly swinging his head back to your direction "I know why you're doing this. You accuse me of lying and going delusional because that's what your boyfr- sorry exboyfriend told you. He was never my doctor okay, it was all just a bunch of mind games or something. I don't know but you need to snap out of it"

"Oh my God, Stark are we still talking about this. First off, we all know your state even before he came, and second we proved he was"

Tony huffs, looks you straight in the eye and tells you he doesn't believe it, him or you. You take this to heart but cancel put your emotions and storm out.

Within minutes you're back, with the same attitude you hastily open your laptop.

It wasn't technically yours, but you used it to do profile searches when you worked in SHIELD.

"What are you doing?"

"What I should've done long ago" you flick your hair out of your face and Tony stands over your shoulder with complete faith in himself.

You're slow at typing because you had bruised your hand the other day at the gym, so sudden movements hurt.

Tony takes the laptop off you quickly types. Accidentally writing 'Hunter Lance' but back spacing to replace it with 'Ransom Slater'.

You waited for a while with no patience while Tony stares at the screen nervously, you notice small drips of sweat beginning to pour from his forehead.

Finally the profile appears, but with no photo.

Before you say anything, Tony intercedes
"yeah don't pride yourself, I already had a doc with that name remember?"

You sit there fretful, you had never heard silence quite this loud.

Eventually, the profile image begins to load. You both lean your head inward and on the screen appears the face of Dr. Ransom Slater;
also known as Hunter Lance.