He sits in silence for hours after Rhodey leaves, staring blankly at the wall. Every twenty minutes or so Friday checks on him, and every twenty minutes or so he brushes her off. He’s fine, he says, he just needs a minute. She doesn’t believe him, but she leaves him be.
It isn’t until she has given up trying to get him to talk that he stands up, squares his shoulders, and announces that from this day forward, no one is allowed in without his express permission. No exceptions.
“Of course. Will that be all, Boss?”
Tony flinches like he’s been burned. Will that be all, Mr. Stark? “Yes, that’ll be all. Thank you, Friday.”
He locks himself in the lab and doesn’t leave, sleeping on his workbench with his head cradled on newly bloodied hands.
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Here Stands a Man
FanfictionTony told himself he wouldn't let what was on the tape destroy him. Told himself he was stronger than this, he could get through it unscathed. He was wrong. *************** Mature for language and allusions to suicide. Title and inspiration from Th...
