Falling - A Stony, Avengers FanFic

3. Cozy

"Well, it's getting late and even Iron Man's wifi doesn't work and I need sleep because I'm human."

"Are you Clint, are you really?" Natasha snarky remark was cutting.

"Ouch, what's with you?" The assassin complained.

"I'm tired!" Black Widow snapped. "We just fought a war and we've been wandering around for like an hour, and I'm TIRED."

"So am I! That's why we need a place to sleep, hey, we can stay up there." He said while pointing up to a still standing building.

The building, as Clint pointed to it, fell on its side.
Everyone slowly turned and stared at him.

"Did you just make a building collapse by pointing at it?" Steve questioned.

"No... Well... No..." Clint walked now looking at his feet.

"What about that one?" Tony said without pointing just gesturing his head towards it.

Clint laughed, "Avoid pointing and we should be fine."
They all clambered over the ruins and toward the building.

"Come on," Steve said, as they walked into the building. "Two people to each room."

Tony grabbed his hand, "I bag Steve." he grinned, before realizing what he had done and dropped Steve's hand.

"Ah, okay. Tony you're with Steve, I'll go with Bruce and Clint your with Thor. Deal?" Nat stated looking everyone in the eye.

"One question." Clint mumbled.

"What is it?" She asked annoyed.

"I need to pee."

"That's not a question."

"Can I go pee?"

"No."

"But I ne-"

"I said no, okay!"

"Gezz, grumpy pants."

"You should have gone at the shop. Dummy."

"I don't like you, did you know that Natasha?" Clint asked.

"I did." She stated and they began to walk towards their chosen room.

Thor and Bruce wandered down the hallway as Steve and Tony walk into a room.

"Why were you talking about me?" Tony asked and then mentally facepalmed.

Steve frowned, "Excuse me?" he asked politely.

"Nothing, I was... I was wondering, that's it." He muttered weakly.

"But how did you know I was talking about you?" Steve asked confused.

"So you were talking about me!?" Tony exclaimed.

"Yes but how did you know?"

"Clint."

"That boy can't keep his mouth shut."

"No, he can't." Tony responded with a small frown, "but what were you saying about me?"

Steve blushed a bright red, "It doesn't matter, I was just... Talking to Nat and you came up. That's all..."

Tony frowned.
"Whatever," he mumbled at Steve's obvious lie. He took off his battered shirt.

Steve let out a tiny gasp at the sheer amount of bruises littering Tony's back.

"Tony?" he questioned quietly. "Are you okay? Let me help you."

"Oh, um, ok." He stood still not knowing what Steve was going to do. He placed his hand upon a bruise on Tony's shoulder and started rubbing it in a circular motion.

"Can I ask what you are doing?"

Steve lifts up he's hand and it's has a blue cream on it.

"It's a numbing agent and it also heals bruises."

"Oh," Tony blushed, "thank you. Where'd you get that from anyway?" he asked quick to change the subject from his thanks.

Steve pulled out a silver sachet with his other hand from his back pocket and lifting it up like ID, "I always have it, for situation like this." He said while looking at Tony's shoulder.

"Smart." Tony remarked as he tapped his forehead.

"Shoot Tony," Steve spoke like a true 1920's soldier. "You have so many bruises."

"Wow, you know Steve? You almost sounded as though you were concerned." Tony laughed.

Steve frowned, "I am." he said as he ran his hands over a particularly large, dark, splotch.

Tony looked up at him through his eyelashes. "You are?"

"Yes." Steve said pausing and looking up to Tony's perfectly sculpted face.

"Oh." Tony said, "Sorry, I'm just... Not used to people, uh, caring about me. Daddy issues." he said with a painful smile.
The tension became too much.

"Here," Steve passed then packet to Tony. "You can do it yourself, I need to sleep. Goodnight." He's words were sharp and shattered Tony.

"Night Cap."



The screaming woke Steve up.

"PLEASE. No. STOP. PLEASE." Tony was thrashing around, breathing heavily.

"Tony! Are you alright? Tony!" Steve grabbed his broad shoulders tightly. "Tony?" He said quieter.

"I'm sorry, please stop. I'm sorry." Tony whispered, tears glistening on his cheeks, clinging to his closed eyelids. He grabbed hold of Steve collar, and pulled himself close, cuddling into the blonde's body. "I'm sorry." he mumbled into Steve's t-shirt.

"Don't be sorry. What's wrong? It's okay, you can tell me?" Steve tightened his grip on Tony.

"Nightmares." Tony muttered, moving closer into Steve's arms. "It's always Afghanistan. Drowning. Can't -" he broke off in soft sobs and curled closer to the super soldier.

"It's okay, I'm here and not going anywhere." Steve whispered into his ear.

"Promise?" Tony mumbled between sobs.

"Promise."

"Love you Steve." Tony mumbled already drifting off.

Steve smiled softly. "Love you too, Tones."

~~~~~


"They are so cute." Natasha hid a smile staring at the two boys.

Clint stared at her, "This trip has changed you Natasha."

Nat shrugged, "I can still kill you with one finger, that hasn't changed."

Thor frowned, "We must leave." he said, "Fury, Avenger Captain, will be waiting."

Tony frowned and shifted in Steve's arms, mumbling at the loud voice.

Clint starts walking toward the boys laying in the middle of room.

"Hey boys, wakey wakey."

Tony shrugged and yawned but Steve is the first to open his eyes. For a second he just embraced the sweet moment then remembered that Clint it hovering over them and pushing himself up.

"Morning."

"Morning captain. Sleep well?" Clint teased.

"Well enough." Tony butted in.

"Okay, now that you two are finally up, Tony get your suit to work because we NEED to know where to go."

"I'll work on it okay." He said in raspy tone.


Natasha walked over, her heels clicking on the ground.

"Are you wearing a skirt?" Steve questioned staring at her.

"It was the only thing I could find." She responded, before throwing him a bag of Doritos. "Breakfast." she told him.

Tony rolled over, "JARVIS?" he asked, sleepily. "Is the Internet back up?"

"Yes, sir. The collaboration between the height of the building and the energy it reproduces, creates the perfect static current that is accessible to my Internet searchers, and as a result the information highway has been created and reached."

Tony glared at the phone where JARVIS' choice was coming from. "A simple 'Yes, sir' would have sufficed."

"My apologies, sir."

"JARVIS?"

"Yes sir?"

"Remind me to rewrite your code for sarcasm."

"Of course, sir."


~~~~

"Let me get this straight," Fury paced up and down the length of the meeting room.

"I sent you from New York to Europe, where I told you to fight some rouge Aliens that Loki seemed have under control, you damaged half the city, I called you back to the temporary base,"
he gestured to the room they were in,
"and told you to try and make less of a mess. You agreed, went back out, finished the aliens off and destroyed HALF OF THE CITY."

He slammed his hands down on the table before calming down and containing, "
Rightly so, you were concerned of my reaction, so some genius suggested that you went and got shawarma. Am I correct so far?"

The Avengers nodded, sharing worried looks.
"Good. Once there, you sat at a table, Natasha flirted with a girl, you tipped them excess amounts of money and left without Natasha giving her number which Stark was very upset about. You guys got lost, somehow. The Internet was down."

Natasha mumbled something under her breath, but said nothing.

"You guys found a building, it collapsed almost instantly, you found another, you stayed the night," All of the Avengers nodded.
"Stark and Rodgers were cuddling. Stark called JARVIS on mobile -"

"Actually, Fury, JARVIS is programmed into the phone as well as all of our headsets so I didn't have to call him he was -" Tony trailed off at Fury's look.

"JARVIS then informed you," he continued, "that the Internet was back up and running and after 22 hours of pure stress you just strolled into this door." he vaguely pointed in the direction of the main door.
"Am I correct?"

"Yes, sir." Steve said, in full commanding Captain America mode.

Fury glared at them all individually. "I have had it up to here," with gestured just below his head, "with all of you. Watch yourselves." he said before swishing out the door.

"Drama Queen." Natasha grumbled.