Tony 'playboy' stark and Steve 'old' Rogers is close to each other although they never admit how their feelings. There was a day when suddenly Tony turn into a child with adult mind still intact and basically The Avengers want to adopt him.
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Small Tony Stark looked for his Stark-Phone and wallet. He didn't find it anywhere. His kidnapper took it away. He still can't believe what just happened.
"Okay, calm down Stark calm down" he paced back and forth tried to stabilize his breath, his hand on his chest and sweats running from all over his body
"You're fucking Tony Stark, you can control this situation" his breath calmer now
Tears started to come stream down his face, he rubbed it over and over until his eye were red. He fell to the ground and then drowned his head between his legs, curled up in his own baggy shirt like a turtle in defense mode. He tried to stay quiet, his childhood memory forced him cause Dad only hurt him worse if he made noise. "Mom...." He cried as quietly as he could, he just wanted to go home to Mom and Jarvis.
Even though Howard isn't there or Maria or Jarvis its just his childhood memories it were his awareness of 8 year old himself for a little time he forget that his parents has died in car crash and Jarvis has passed away long time ago.
Somehow his awareness back to 47 himself "One, you can't find that damn phone. Two, you must go to the information center and call Happy. Three, Happy will pick you up. Four, tell happy everything even he wouldn't believe so tell Bruce is better" he looked around him, no ones there, it's 9 pm now.
Tony used his shirt that looks baggy on him, walking to the information center and hope everything will be okay. Everyone looked at him cause what kind of parent that will give his son a baggy shirt and trousers. A group of boys that look like in 7-grade laugh at him.
"What are you LOOKING AT?" Tony fastened his steps.
He's arrived, the information table now in front of his nose, a girl with blond hair listen to hip-hop wrote something on her paper didn't notice Tony arrival.
"Scuze me girl" no response
"Girl, helloooo" he waved his hand, no response.
"MERAA" Tony call the girl's name, that on her shirt.
"Didn't see you there, sorry-" she's young, probably in college now, looking for extra money.
"No one ever sees me, cause I'm too small even when I'm older" he whispered
"Sorry?"
"Ah nothing"
"What can I help u with a young man? Where's your parent?"
"I'm lost can you call them?"
Tony feel stupid, he feels like ten years old boy lost in the theme park with ice cream that melts. That's literally what just happen to our little precious Tony Stark reader, but without vanilla ice that melts, instead a baggy shirt and green Rolex submarine 11610LV circling in his arm.
