Marvel One-Shots (ON HOLD)

WinterIron- He's a 'монстр'

got writers block for my other unfinished chapter. So ima write this instead :') I like WinterIron more then I do Stony man. Bucky is better then Steve :/ ART IS NOT MINE!

монстр means monster (according to google translate ik google translate sucks but its all i can use)

I'D ALSO LIKE TO SAY. I CAN NOT SPEAK RUSSIAN. I USED GOOGLE TRANSLATE. IF YOU CAN SPEAK RUSSIAN 1. THAT'S AWESOME 2. FEEL FREE TO CORRECT IT. I'VE LEFT THE TRANSLATIONS AT THE END OF EACH PART THEY ARE USED IN ORDER OF BEING SAID.

ANGST! RAPE (BUT NO RAPE SCENE) ABUSIVE STEVE!

BUT ALSO FLUFF UWU

3rd POV

The sound of water hitting the floor was all Tony could hear. The sound drowning out his sobs of pain. His heart was aching more then his body. He couldn't wrap his head around what happened. Why would Steve do such a thing? He had no idea.

Tony continued to cry, sitting in the corner of his large shower naked and bruised. The boiling hot water splattering onto the tiled floor and onto his shaking legs. You may be wondering, what happened? Well I'll tell you.

Tony was in his work shop, working on DUM-E. At least that's what he told people when they came in and asked what he was doing. In all honestly he was playing with the Robot. A gentle loving smile on his face as he spoke quietly to the beeping Robot who was clearly happy.

DUM-E beeped happily when Tony rested his hand on him, happy that his creator was happy. Unbeknown to Tony DUM-E noticed when he was happy or sad. DUM-E could very easily read Tonys emotions, and when Tony was happy so was he.

He noticed that as of late Tony wasn't quite himself. F.R.I.D.A.Y had also noticed this but said nothing of it. Tony had become jumpy and twitchy when people came to his lab. When people would just open the door without knocking he would jump, quickly looking at who entered. He would always relax when he noticed who it was. Unless it was Steve.

Tony would tense up even more, faking a smile and greeting him. He would make sure he was at a distance from Steve and made every move to stay away from him and his touch without being suspicious.

So, When Tony was in a rather good mood, playing and talking with his robot baby he didn't flinch when the door opened. He didn't look over his shoulder out of fear. He just continued to 'work' on DUM-E, which he kind of was, since he was oiling him.

Tony made no effort to greet who ever walked in, too preoccupied by DUM-E. Said person, happened to be Steve. He walked up to Tony, looking over his shoulder at what he was doing to the robot. "Why do you even oil it? It's not squeaking or rusting." Steve said, a frown of confusion on his already pissed looking face.

Tonys breath hitched silently as he realised who was standing behind him but quickly replied. "He likes to be oiled, like a human likes to be clean or massaged" Tony replied curtly as he continued to oil the robot who had its camera pointed at Steve, watching him.

Steve sighed and put his hand on Tonys shoulder. "You can finish it later. You're coming with me." Steve said sternly. The order coming out threateningly. And it was. Tony paled, his hand stopped moving, the rag he was holding slipped from his hand and onto the floor. Steve gripped tighter. Tony shivered and weakly shook his head.

"n..no.." Tony whispered, fear filling his body. He wasn't thinking. "What did you say?" Steve growled angrily. There was no turning back now. Tony quickly stood up, pulling out of Steve grip. "I said no! I won't let you continue to use me!" Tony yelled, tears of fear making his eyes glossy.