That Powerful Soul and Spirited Heart (Wingfic) Book 3

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Tony's Pov:

"He's not ready!" Stephen snapped.

"He's fine!" Steve yelled back.

"He's having random spasms! Taking him on a mission is a horrible idea!" Stephen yelled and Peter sat there just eating his cereal but gave me a worried look.

"I'm fine," I said and he nodded.

"I wouldn't bring him If I thought he'd get hurt!" Steve yelled back. Peter watched the two fight and looked at me when I let out a loud groan. The two stopped fighting and I let my head hit the table.

"Anthony, what's wrong?" Stephen asked.

"This! You! Both of you!" I snapped glaring at them.

"Tony," Steve said.

"No! Don't fucking, Tony me! This is what I've been hearing for a week! A fucking week and I'm sick of it! You both can stay here and I'll do the damn mission myself!" I snapped standing up my arm twitching slightly.

"Absolutely not!" Stephen said.

"Listen just cause you're my fucking soulmate doesn't mean you can control me! Just leave me the hell alone!" I snapped jerking my arm out of Stephen's grasp and walking away...I saw the hurt expression he had but I just am so tired of it. I stood in the elevator missing Wakanda and T'Challa. He could have come with me...Peter can't go because he got hurt last mission...Won't risk him. I walked into the lab and frowned when I saw Stephen looking at me.

"Anthony." Stephen started.

"What?" I asked crossing my arms.

"I'm sorry...I'm just worried," Stephen said putting his shaky hand on my arm that had been twitching earlier.

"If you were really worried you would stop fighting with Steve," I said and Stephen looked conflicted. "Just try, please...He's my friend Steph." I said but Stephen never agreed and we had to go.

Steve's Pov:

"This was a horrible idea and I blame you," Tony said pointing at Stephen.

"You are the one who insisted we help even after I said this place feels dangerous," Stephen said.

"I didn't think they'd have weird things wrote on the walls that fuck with your magic!" Tony said. "I didn't think knocking down one damn pillar would cause the whole damn place to fall on us!" Tony snapped and I frowned.

"Are you two done?" I asked and Tony sighed his suit dented all to hell.

"You ok, Capsicle?" Tony asked.

"Why are you asking him?" Stephen asked.

"Cause he was just unconscious!" Tony snapped. "Oh my god, you both need to fucking stop this stupid bullshit! I'm sick of it!" Tony snapped. "If it's not you Stephen then it's Steve!" Tony yelled and I saw a small piece of rubble fall in front of Tony. Tony stopped walking forward and looked at it then up, right when the whole thing came down...I coughed and looked at Stephen horrified.

"TONY!?" I shouted.

"Anthony, are you alright?!" Stephen asked...We either couldn't hear him or worse...

"Fuck...We need to get to him." I said.

"You think." Stephen hissed and I glared at him.

"Just help me!" I snapped and he glared at me as I started to try and move the rubble...I was about to yell at Stephen again for not helping when I noticed him trying to clench his hands into fists...Oh...I shook my head and went back to moving the rubble...Stephen is actually a lot like Tony...They both have the same humor and both have issues. I glanced at Stephen again seeing him glaring at his hands now. Tony always hated the reactor and how he was limited to doing stuff because it limited his lung capacity. Stephen hates his hands because they limit him in almost everything. Why can't we get along?