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(^Mostly how he looks^)

Tony's pov.

I slowly opened my eyes to see the room still dark. Steve is still asleep as his chest rises every so often. I roll over to see the time read 4:16. A small sigh left my lips before trying to get comfortable to go back to sleep. That was when a feeling i knew a bit to well now started creeping up my throat.

Before i knew it i found myself sitting on the floor with my head in the toilet as I felt tears slowly made it's way down my cheeks. This might have been going on for two months but i don't think i will ever be use to this sick feeling. When i was younger i tried my hardest not to catch colds, not because i was a germaphobe but because every time i got sick i ended up in the hospital.

It was not long before i felt my husband rub circles into my back trying to comfort me. Even though in these moments i want to be left alone i tend to not mind Steve trying to help me. "Are you ok?" Steve mumbled in a husky tone clearly still half asleep.

As i try to catch my breath i proceed to answer him. "Yes i am fin-" Before i could finish another wave hit me causing me to put my head deeper in the toilet. "I'm-Sorry" Was what i uttered between breaths. "Don't be sorry, this isn't your fault Tony." Steve expressed trying to reassure me.

"But I woke you up." I mumbled feeling a bit of nausea leave me. Steve simply sighed before answering. "Yeah sure you woke me up, but i chose to get out of bed and comfort you." He said with a small smile. I tried my best to return it before standing up from the toilet and flushing it.

I then started to brush my teeth to get the nasty taste out of my mouth. This is the day that am going to visit Bruce whether i like it or not. Before Steve exited the bathroom he gave me a quick peck on my cheek making me smile a bit. When i was done the time read 5:22. Steve was of course getting ready for his every day jog with Sam.

A soft sigh left my lips before grabbing my phone off of the bedside table and shoving it into my pocket. I quietly slipped out of the room and headed towards the shared common room between The Avengers. Natasha was in the corner listening to music, Clint was playing video games as always, and Thor was eating a pop-tarts while watching Clint.

Bucky was most likely still asleep while Sam gets dressed and Rhodey might be on his way over for training with Clint. Thankfully Bruce is most likely in his lab. Pietro, Wanda, and Vision is all on a holiday together whiles Loki is currently visiting Asgard for 'royal' some reason. "Good Morning" I announced as i made my way towards the kitchen to make myself some coffee. I got mostly nods of acknowledgment and some 'mornings' back.

"Weird." I mumbled under my breath confused. I quickly made my coffee not minding the weird silence in the air. When I was done Steve walked into the room and greeted our colleague's, yet getting the same reaction as i did. I can only guess that they were in a bad mood for whatever reason. Steve then walked up to me looking slightly confused.

"Whats there problem?" He asked in a whisper, i simply shrugged before taking a sip of my coffee. "Ok, well am going for my run with Sam. When I come back do you want me to come visit you in your lab?" I felt a bit of panic rise in my throat but i ignored it. "No, no. I'll be fine, if i need anything i'll just text you." I mumbled with a small smile, Steve quickly nodded before giving me a quick peck on my lips and disappearing into the elevator.

After i finished my coffee i put the dirty cup into the dishwasher before i went into the elevator. Instead of going to my lab i went to Bruce's. When i walked in he was as always frantically tinkering with something. "Morning Bruce." I announced walking toward him, he slowly looked up at me stopping what he was doing.