Narrator's POV
"What's going..." Stephen asked, but stopped once the dust began to clear. "...on." His heart skipped a beat when a figure began to form behind the dust.
"Where is he? Is he okay? Rogers." Tony voice came.
Stephen stood up, watching as the dust cleared, revealing Tony. "Tony?"
"Stephen?" Tony asked, looking at Stephen.
"Tony!" Stephen said.
Could it really be him?
"Stephen!" Tony smiled. He began to walk to him, slowly jogging.
"Tony!" Stephen smiled.
"Stephen!" Tony ran to him.
"Tony..." Stephen's smile faded, anger forming on his face.
"Stephen?" Tony asked, stopping.
"Tony!" Stephen shouted.
"Oh, shit!" Tony turned around and ran the opposite direction, away from Stephen.
Stephen was mad. No, he wasn't mad. He was fucking furious.
""No wonder I had a hard time breathing". Really?" Stephen shouted angrily as he raced after Tony.
Tony stopped at the edge of the building. He turned to the incoming Stephen. "Look, I know what you're thinking. It's not what it looks-Ah!"
"Ngh!" Stephen tackled Tony, pushing them off the roof. "Two years! Two fucking years!" Stephen summoned a yellow spear and began to beat at Tony's suit.
"Stephen, wait. I need t-Ah!" Tony shielded his mask with his arms right before Stephen could stick the spear in the helmet. "Let me turn the thrusters-Uh!"
They landed on the concrete below with a hard thud.
Tony's suit breaking Tony's fall.
Tony breaking Stephen's fall.
"I can't believe you!" Stephen began to beat at him again.
A crowd gathered around them.
"Alright, alright." Tony said, trying his best to avoid his helmet from being damaged.
A car pulled up next to the sidewalk.
Natasha came out of the car.
"Nat, help!" Tony yelped.
"In a bit." Natasha said.
"What?!" Tony shouted, looking at an angry Stephen through his helmet. "He's gonna kill me if I don't get him off."
"Argh!" Stephen kept trying to get past the suit. "If you're not dead, you will be soon!"
"What you did was really messed up." Natasha said.
~Tsss~
Tony's helmet popped off.
"Ah!" Tony gasped before receiving a punch in the face from Stephen.
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"Ah." Tony hissed as he rubbed a napkin against his busted lip.
Stephen sat across from him in a table at Frank's deli.
Natasha sat next to Stephen for Tony's safety.
"Why?" Stephen asked.
"Why what?" Tony asked, looking down at the blood stained napkin.
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FanfictionSEQUEL FOR PEACHY 🌸🍑 "Who?" Tony couldn't believe his ears. Quickly, he raced upstairs to the front door, opening it. A tall slim figure stood at his doorway, with his back turned to him, then it turned to him. Tony's heart raced once he saw who...
