L♡ve Me

Meoww?

3rd Person POV

"Hey, um..Tony?" Steve asked the cat as it layed on his lap. "Do you think you're acting a little..uhh, kinda off lately?"

The cat glared up at him, "What? You think I'm weird? You think I'm sick? You think I'm crazy?" He fought.

"Woah, woah, just- calm down, okay?" Steve tried to soothe him.

Tony looked away as he stood up.

"Look, Tony..I know you've been like 'this' for a week now and we don't know how we'll get you back. But, I promise you'll turn back into being a human again in no time. Just trust me on this one, ok?" Steve assured him with a somehow positive smile.

"Oh for god's sake, Steve. I trust you, I really do. I'm just really..stressed out." Tony sighed.

Steve sighed as well, he nodded. Maybe Tony wasn't really in the mood right now, since it has been a week. He left the living room, leaving Stark alone there.

As Tony watched and waited for Steve to walk away, he quickly told Jarvis to lock down the living room. He stretched his arms, his legs, and his feet, feeling the relief. Tony suddenly took off his clothes, all of it. His body were full of scratches, some were new and some were old.

Steve didn't knew about any of these. Well of course, Tony doesn't want his lover to know the truth about what's really happening to him these past few days.

The cat was feeling itchy again, he scratched his back using his legs as he bent it, he suddenly felt really flexible.

Tony licked his arms all the way up to his hands, it tastes nothing to him, but it felt better than water. His tail was slowly moving in pleasure and ears began to softened after his little fight with Steve.

Steve.

He remembered, Steve can't see him like this. He's turning into a real cat, his lover can't know about this or else he'll be dead.

Of course Tony was afraid, but he was also worried that he might hurt Steve if he ever saw his scars, his scratches covering on almost his entire body. He stopped scratching and sat up, thinking. What if for once, he'll open up the truth?

Although, it can be hard but it's worth it. Steve might be mad after it, but he knows he'll still accept it and forgive Tony because he loves him.

After all, the soldier was just sitting in his bedroom, also thinking about what's wrong with his lover and why did this even happened in the first place.

Steve sighed for a long second and layed his head on the pillow, still wondering.

While on the other hand, Stark was fighting sides, whether to go for it or not. He doesn't have a choice though, and he knew that Steve will find about his problems soon.

Tony formed a fist on his hands and groaned, "Maybe I should."

He wore his clothes again and commanded Jarvis to open up the living room. He went towards Steve's room and took a deep breath before knocking. "Steve? Are you there?"

The soldier stood up immediately, surprised. "Tony?" He mumbled through himself as he walked towards the entrance. He carefully grab the door knob and opened it, revealing the shorter male in front. "Um, hey?"

"Hey." Tony answered, "Can I come in?"

"Oh, uh, sure." Steve made a small smile and gave him some space. He closed the door behind and turns back to his lover, "So, need anything?"

Tony was starting to explore the room, "Nnnot reallllyyy." He looks at everywhere.

"Ok? Then why are you here?"

"Just wandering around."

"My room?"

"Yeah."

"Why does it have to be my room? There are lots of other rooms to wander off."

"Yeah."

"Yeah??"

"Yeah."

Steve looks at him with confusion, still processing on what really is happening.

Tony was still a bit rather unsure of what to do, so he was killing some time for him to think on how is he gonna tell everything. He fibbled his fingers, bitting his lip, he was nervous.

How? How am I going to tell it to him?

The cat's ears were going down, he didn't even realize he was already walking in circles.

"Um, Tony?" Steve interrupted.

"Not now Steve."

"Tony."

"WHAT?" Tony almost snapped, but then he realized what he was doing.

Steve was left stunned.

"No, no- wait, look I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Tony tried to calm himself down.

"Tony, what's wrong..?" Steve felt a hole on his heart, starting to worry about the genius.

Tony gulped and looks up at him, directly at his ocean blue eyes. "I have a problem."

The blonde breathes, he holds his lover's shoulders tightly, "Tell me, please."

"I- I.." Tony was about to break, he tried to sit down himself first. He put a hand on his face, looking so frustrated at the moment. "I'm literally turning into a cat." He murmured.

"What?" Steve didn't get that quite clearly.

"I'm turning into a cat!" Tony cried out.

But the soldier was confused at first, he tried his best to understand the situation.

"If you don't believe me, then look at these." The cat was removing his clothes.

"W-Wait, wait! What are you doing?" Steve blushed.

Tony didn't respond and continued to remove all of his clothes until all of his scars were revealed.

Steve widened his eyes.

What..what in the world..?

He felt so down, so worried that if Tony didn't tell him about these scars sooner, he might just breakdown.

"Tony.."

The shorter male looks down, "I'm sorry. I should've told you about this earlier, but I was worried."

"Oh my god Tony, do you even know what you're doing?" Steve placed a very concerned look.

"Ok, I know you're mad at me for not telling about this. But please-"

"I'm not. I'm just glad you told the truth."

Tony looks up at him, "I need your help Steve."

Help me, please.