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Wounded

Tony knew he was wounded. He knew that his long time boyfriend, Stephen Strange, Sorcerer Supreme, would want to take care of him after he finished patching him up. But he just couldn't let him do that, because he's been through this before with many others. Steve, Bruce, Natasha, Clint, Pepper...pretty much everyone on the team. He's dated each of them for a while, but after he was wounded once, and they took care of him, they all left him. They no longer wanted to be with him, because he was always in danger and they just couldn't be worrying about him while they were out there, especially because they also had to take care of themselves and the other teammates. He's learned that priority is always this order for the people he dates or is with: themselves, the other teammates or people in their lives, and then him. He doesn't want to go through that with Stephen, he doesn't want to loose him, because Stephen is the best thing that has ever happened to him. So as he wraps his boyfriends arm to cover the slash wound, he thinks of ways to escape what he knows is coming next. "Alrighty, you're good babe! Listen, I got to head to the wo-" He begins to make up an excuse of needing to go and do some paperwork or something in his workshop, but Stephen interrupts him. "Nuh, uh sugar. You're not getting out of me checking you over. Now, sit your butt down on the table so I can make sure you're ok." 

"But-" 

"No buts. Now take a seat."

I sat down reluctantly, keeping my eyes on the floor because I didn't want Stephen to see the tears that were forming in my eyes. I feel two fingers on my chin, slowly tugging my face up to meet worried silver eyes. He gasps softly, seeing the tears in my eyes. "Sugar, what's wrong? I'm sorry for forcing you to get checked out, but I really want to make sure you're ok. I would've done it before you started on me, but before I could say anything, you had already started to patch me up." 

"It's not you, I promise. It's just a-after you ch-check me over, y-you're going to break up with me, right? I'm too much of a bother and you can't worry about me out there. It's fine, I understand. This happens to me all the time. So just get it over with and rip the bandage off." I stutter out, looking  back at the ground and the tears start spilling out of my eyes.

"Honey, no. I'm not going to do that to you." Stephen sits down next to me and pulls me onto his lap. He starts rocking back and forth slightly as he continues to reassure me that he would never do that. When the tears have finally stopped, he pulls away fromm me a little bit, still keeping me in his lap, but looking me in the eyes. "Sugar, who made you think this way about yourself. You're always my number one priority. Tones, tell me who made you think this way," he says as he slowly starts running his slightly shaking hands over my body, soothing me while also checking for any wounds I may have. I started to tell him every instance where someone broke up with me because they just couldn't afford to worry about me. He patches me up slowly, and by the time I've finished my tale, he's also finished checking me over. He stands up, carrying me up to our shared bedroom. "Tony, you are the most important thing to me. I would sacrifice anything for you and I will never leave you, I promise that. You are my number one priority out there, and I will always be worried about you. I love you Tony Stark, and that will never change, even if you get injured." He says, laying me down on the bed and getting in behind me. He spoons me and gives me a sweet kiss when I turn around to cuddle into his warm chest. He starts to card his fingers softly through my hair and I slowly feel sleepy. "Go to sleep darling. I'll be here when you wake up, I promise," he whispers into my hair. 

"I love you too Stephen" I mumble into his chest as I succumb to sleep. 

"I will never leave you my love," Stephen whispers, even though he knows that Tony can't hear him. "I will always be there for you."