Be Mine (stony one shots)

Am I not enough

Summary- Steve feels he's not enough for Tony, because all Tony does is drink, work and flirt. Hes tired of feeling like second best.

I had to make a sad one after making a happy one.

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He was working again. Down in the lab as usual, working on god know a what for god knows who. Cranky, sleep deprived and hungry. All hes been for the past Two weeks. He hasn't even took time to come up and see me.

Ive been down there to bring him food but he's always to busy to eat, to busy to even glance my way. I hate him like this, I hate seeing the man i love working himself to death. I can't stand it. Its time i put a stop to it.

I know he needs to work on stuff, i know. Im not smart enough to help so i just get in the way. There was one time I went down into the lab and i asked him what he was doing. I got a short answer of "working" before he went back to doing what he was doing. I decided i better not push him and i just walked out and went for a walk. He didnt care. He never does.

Its 3:31am and hes still working. He needs to come to bed. So i get out of bed and i head down stairs. Slightly hesitating with each step. Scared that if im too loud then he'll yell at me. Again.

I miss him with me. I miss waking up beside him. I miss cuddling with him at night. I can hardly sleep without him. I have nightmares. I always have, and when hes there which is rarely he helps stop them. Not necessarily stop them from happening but he calms me down, when in freaking out he wraps his arms around me and shushes me. His voice being gentle and soothing, his hand stroking my back. He fixes it.

But now hed rather fix robots and suits, or whatever he does. He'd rather spend his time with a nonliving being then his own husband. Its sickening, its repulsive. I hate it!

I walk down the stairs opening the door once i reach the bottom. I peek in and i see him tinkering with some machine that he's been working on. I watch him for a few seconds observing how hes acting. Hes sluggish and tired. Theres bags under his eyes and hes shaking slightly. Probably from all the caffeine hes consumed.

I clear my throat and that doesn't get his attention. Hes to involved in what he's doing to notice me.

"Tony!" I yell walking into the room. Getting madder every second he ingores me.

"Oh hey Steve." He says not taking his eyes away from the machine hes tinkering with.

"Tony come to bed." I say my voice coming out small. Not on purpose its just. I'm so mad. I'm hurt.

"Steve I told you-" he goes to say but i cut him off.

"Dont finnish that sentence Tony. You have been working non-stop for the past two fucking weeks! You pay no attention to me! You could care less about your friends, all you care about is fucking work! Work work work. Am i not good enough that you don't even wanna spend time with me? Am i that much of a waste. Tony you married me because your supossed to love me. But you don't you love that machine or whatever the fuck your working on more. And I'm done." I say not able to keep it in any longer. I've been needing to explode like this. Its been a whike since I've vented.

"Ste-Steve i lo-love you." Tony says his voice cracking a little.

With as much stress that hes been under i understand. Hes tired. Hes cranky. Hes emotional, and i just yelled out of him. Which ti him was out of nowhere. I wanna wrap him in a hug and tell him everything's ok, but i can't. Yet.

"Tony i miss you." I say stepping closer. I really do miss him.

He looks up at me his brown eyes watery. His lip quivers a little bit. And I feel a little bad about yelling at him.

"Dont hate me please." He whispers and falls into me gripping onto me tightly. He begins crying, holding onto me for dear life and i cant help but let a small tear slide down my cheek.

"Don't leave me, im sorry ill come up stairs. We can stay in bed all day tomorrow whatever you want just don't leave me. I love you." He says sobbing and i pull him tighter.

"I love you too, now lets go to bed babydoll." I say picking him up bridal style and carrying him to the bed with ease.

Hes light but he hates when I Pick him up because he thinks he's to heavy. He always forgets im a super soldier. Although we just had a fight, and he has bags under his eyes and his hairs a mess, i cant help but see how beautiful and perfect he looks. I do love the man.

Umm so that meme is adorable. Just like stony😉