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𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 (5/6) [034]

The following days had their ups and downs. Steve continued with mixed feelings: Fear, guilt, hopelessness ... He remembered his friend Thor and how he spent the last years he saw him, turned into a man in denial, hoping to be useful again.

Was the same thing happening to him?

The last time he became depressed, he had left his beard in honor of Tony. Now that hair was growing again.

- Could you help me with something? - He asked the chestnut, he hoped not to interrupt.

- I was about to protect the gems you kept. I created a couple of capsules. I also designed a gauntlet, if needed. - Tony spoke to his AI. - But I think it will be under control while you finish assembling it. Right, J?

- I'll just steal it for a few minutes, Vision. - Steve smiled and Stark looked confused. - Jarvis, yes. Jarvis ... Come on, Tony? It won't take long.

The chestnut walked forward. He missed that strangeness. Sometimes it happened to Steve and he preferred to ask him when he was off guard. - What is that so important?

Steve reached him, following his rhythm as he walked by his side. - I wanted to ask you to help me with this. - He pointed to his chin. - It has no form.

Tony agreed and laughed. - I was going to suggest you cut it myself, but I'm glad you noticed. - He guided him to his own room. "I don't let anyone shave me, you can consider me an expert." When he was in the bathroom inside Tony's room, the brunette took everything he needed. He placed a rake, razor, shaving cream, scissors, comb, and placed a towel around his neck near the sink. He noticed Steve anguished. - Do you trust me?

- Forever. - The blond replied.

Stark smiled and began distributing cream over half of his face. - First I will tame the beast and then I will teach you to cut it on your own.

Steve was going to nod, but he realized it was a bad idea.

- You can talk, I won't hurt you. - Tony took the rake.

- Okay ... - The Captain sighed.

Tony began to delineate. He was extremely concentrated. It took a few minutes in silence until Stark saw his opportunity.

- Steve ... there is something I wanted to ask you. - Rogers did not move, but his pupils landed on Ironman paying attention. - Why this time?

The blond didn't answer right away. Tony stopped to let him speak.

- It's the last time I remember you were happy. - He noticed that Tony was going to ask something else, but came forward to explain. - I needed you to believe me. About time travel, Pym Particles, gems, Thanos, space ... You had to become an Ironman, see the invasion, meet Thor and his brother Loki, get scared about the end of the world and not depend more on the reactor ...

- But...

- ... but it must be before I ruined it. To have secrets and go crazy trying to hold on to the past.

Tony returned to his work, this time with the knife to reach the most difficult, narrowest parts. - You still cling to the past or we wouldn't be having this conversation. - He frowned.

- It is different...

- It's the same ... - He cut some hair and wiped the razor on the towel, close to Rogers' neck. - You never got over Bucky's loss. You never got over seeing Peggy again, you even messed with her niece just because she had her same last name. And you don't know that you abandoned me. - He put the knife aside. I couldn't continue if I was upset. - What do you want, Cap?

Steve opened his lips without being able to speak. - I...

- Your. Your. Your. It's all about you You came to accuse me of being a damn selfish, but you are the one who takes the fucking time to mold it in your favor. - He took a few steps back.

Steve wiped the cream with the towel, dared not look him in the eye. - I don't want to argue again. We have a plan. Avoid Thanos. I know we will achieve it on our second chance, but we don't erase those 5 years. It was not everything as it should have been. It sounds stupid, but you know it's the right thing to do.

Tony grumbled. It was true. - The same ... even if the plan works, I have no idea what will happen to you. Where or ... when will you go? - He approached again, taking the comb and scissors for the final touches.

- I do not know. - Steve confessed, keeping silent as he finished. When he finished, he turned to look in the mirror.

- Not bad. - He looked at Rogers' reflection. He reached out a hand to brush his jaw. - There will be two options, don't pretend you don't know.

Steve took her hand, missing Tony again. - If I disappear, it will be easier.

- But there is two Cap's ...

- My time will come. - He smiled bitterly.

Tony could not continue the conversation.