Imagine: Steve broke up with Tony because Bucky was back and Steve realized who he really loved.
Warnings: Swearing, P-A-I-N
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Steve darted out of path of a flying glass vase, which hit the area of wall right where his head just was. The thrower of the vase was Tony Stark, who was now yelling out of utter pain and anger. Tears were brimming in his doe-colored eyes, the dark circles under his eyes seeming even darker.
"Why would you do this to me, Steve?," Tony demanded, the pain evident in his voice. "I've tried to be nothing but good for you, giving you all the love in my empty heart, helping you adjust to the new world and all that! I-I fucking comforted you when you had those nightmares! And this is the fucking thanks I get!??"
Another vase flew across the room and hit Steve in his shoulder, shattering on impact but Steve didn't budge or yell out, 'cause, of course, it hadn't hurt him. The disheveled appearance of his lover, however, broke him to pieces. Tears began to fall as he stammered out a explanation. "Tony, I know all the things you did for me, and I appreciate it greatly, but I just don't lo-" Tony had suddenly pushed Steve, knocking the air out of him. "Don't you dare fucking say it, Steve. Just don't." The sound of heavy breathing and Tony choking on tears could only be heard as Steve contemplated what he should say next.
"I don't feel the same about you as I did before Tony. I loved you so much that I would die for you. But ever since Bucky came back......"
Tony's cries became louder at the mention of his name. Steve paused and looked at him helplessly before continuing.
"....I've been thinking and I realized who I truly loved...since the beginning. All these years I loved you, I truly did, but my love for Bucky still stayed. It weakened over the years, but just seeing his face brought back all the wonderful memories of him and how much I truly needed and loved him. Tony, please believe, it was never my intention to-"
"Then what was your intention?" Tony had gathered himself enough to speak, tears still leaking from his red eyes. Steve sighed before answering; "It was to love you and protect you with everything I had in me, not hurt you."
"But that's exactly what you did." Tony looked at him, anger flashing in his shiny eyes yet again. "That's exactly what the fuck you did!" Tony's fiery anger ignited as he plummeted into Steve, both of them landing on the hard floor. Tony started landing punches with no certain target, just wanting to inflict the pain he felt onto Steve.
Tony's hands suddenly stopped moving as Steve had them captive in his vise-like grip. Blood was oozing from his nose, which was bent at a awkward angle and was slowly turning purple. Tony's head shook, disappointment slithering through his emotions and etching itself onto his face.
Steve was just about to say something when a loud crash was heard from the bay window. Both Steve and Tony turned their heads toward the clamor. It was Bucky, running toward them.
"Bucky no!," Steve yelled, but it was already too late. Bucky had tackled Tony to the ground as was punching him with no remorse. Steve quickly got up off the ground, and pushed Bucky off Tony. Multiple cuts now covered his face, including a split lip, and his left eye was now swelling up. "Bucky what the fuck were you thinking!? Why did you attack him?" Bucky looked at Steve, his intense gaze partially masking the confusion and pain he felt.
"What the hell do you mean why did I attack him? H-he was hurting you Steve; and I damn sure wasn't going to stand by and watch." Bucky looked down at Tony, who was slowly starting to get up.
Tony coughed and sputtered as meager amounts of blood flew from his cracked lip. Steve walked to the kitchen and wetted a napkin, carrying it back to Tony so he could wipe the blood away. Tony couldn't believe that, in the midst of all this, Steve still managed to be so caring. Tony hated it. Hated him for being so loving in a time of heartbreak, making him want to believe this was all a dream, that Steve would kiss him and love him again like they have for years. But he wasn't. And that's what made Tony angrier. With a grunt, he threw the napkin on the ground in front of Steve's feet.
With his last ounce of strength, Tony uttered the few words his scrambled mind could come up with. "Get. The. Fuck. Out. Both of you JUST GET THE FUCK OUT!" Tony's body shook with unhinged anger and sadness, his eyes betraying the threatening tone of his voice. Steve was at a complete loss for words, unsure if he should really leave, especially with Tony being in this unstable state of mind. Suddenly, Bucky's hand grasped Steve's hand warmly. Steve looked back at Bucky with tearful eyes. Bucky smiled sadly at Steve and squeezed his hand encouragingly. "Let's go home." Steve nodded, realizing he could not care for someone he didn't love anymore.
With one last resigned glance, he turned around, his back facing Tony, and walked out the door silently.
'Not even a goodbye' Tony thought as Steve and Bucky's soft footsteps faded, leaving Tony to wallow in his misery.
As much as he wished the pain away, it wouldn't go. The tears gushed from his eyes in a continuous stream, and he didn't bother to stop them. His heart felt like it had literally been grabbed by bare hands, threw around, and then ripped apart, like a piece of paper. The pain and agony of losing Steve washed over Tony, twisting in his gut like a sword, until he felt nothing but numbness.
Tony had wished this day would never come. When Steve would find Bucky and fall in love with him again. But it had. And Tony wasn't prepared for it.
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Word Count: 1088
*Depression has entered the chat* I literally listened to XXXTentacion ft. Trippie Redd-Fuck Love. but the slowed version while writing this and now....I realize that was a bad idea😔but anyway if you cry I'm so sorry.Comment on anything you think I need to improve.
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