ironstrange headcanons

Don't forget that i love you

So like, it's been months since I posted the last chapters but life has gotten in my way too much and I lost interest in writing. But I think I might be back. Enjoy this one!

TW DEATH

Stephen was never known as person who opened up about his problems to other people, hence why even in the glooming moment of his death he was barely able to say anything about his wounds to the man he loved and trusted with every fibre of his body.
He went into battle against behemoths from other multiverses attacking the realm and universe, he fought like there was no tomorrow which was unfortunately even the man's fate at the end of his day.
The Crimson Bands of Cyttorak in one hand and the Demons of Denak summoned by the other, yet his poor human body wasn't able to take all the weapons those creatures had. Even being the sorcerer supreme didn't help him because he was simply a human and he gets hurt when he has no protection. It was a reckless decision to go alone, not wanting any other men and apprentices to get hurt in this conflict. But nonetheless, the person whose life was taken away was just his own.
He only had to come back to give out the news that the monsters were still alive aiming to get to New York soon, to destroy the sanctum and posses the city, but his thoughts couldn't fathom the fact that he wouldn't have made it through this and his lover wasn't there with him. He had insisted to come with him, he had insisted to help him but Stephen just didn't want to him to get hurt, or to die. He promised to get out of there alive but now he found himself laying on the pavement of the cold sanctum room with his chest opened from battle wounds trying to reach out for his phone. His emergency number has always been tony, even for the other it had been the same since the first months of their friendship because they knew they would've been there if something ever happened to either of them.
He dialled his number as he took deep breaths attempting to sit up somehow, until a voice could be heard from the other side
"Stephen, you're back!" Tony happily said as he picked up the phone, his heart beating twice faster as he was relieved. Stephen subconsciously smiled as he heard his companion's voice, closing his eyes making an effort to picture the man smiling in front of his eyes "Tony" he simply answered, his voice strained and weak, yet still soft as the very first time they've confessed their love for each other "I've missed you" he added more nonchalantly, endeavouring himself not to make his voice sound pained, carrying on a normal conversation as they always do
"I've missed you too. It's been two days, I was so anxious you wouldn't have come back. I have a date with you tonight, wizard" the mechanic sounds so happy unaware of the horrible thing that is definitely going to happen sooner than expected considering the blood stephen kept loosing during the phone call "I am afraid I can't make it to the date, sweetheart. I'm tired" the sorcerer mumbled as tears prickled into his eyes, realising this wasn't how he wanted their relationship to end.
"Oh..yes well, that's understandable, then I'll come and make you dinner instead, what do you think?" Tony suggested as he dreamily imagined their night to be;
Everybody knew tony as playboy without hard feelings for anyone, genuinely someone that isn't made for a stable relationship, yet when he met Stephen the expectations of the others were completely overturned by the man. He had changed in better, finally showing his true self with the man that supports him through his ups and downs and never judges him for his troubled past.
"I look very bad at the moment though" stephen stated before he coughed and clutched his chest grimacing as shocks of pain overwhelmed his body "oh bullshit, Stephen you always look handsome, no matter what. You know it, I've seen you covered in monster snot and you managed to look sexy even like that" the mechanic said as he laughed softly, gaining a little chuckle from the sorcerer too.
Stephen sighed and stayed silent for a few seconds before he wiped his tears and clenched his jaw, swallowing "I love you so much Anthony" he began to say "never forget that. You're always in my mind and heart" he added and bit his lips to prevent himself from actually breaking. Tony frowned deeply at those words, especially because stephen never calls him with his full name and second, he rarely says those words. He shook his head and stood up, taking his jacket ready to head to the sanctum "Stephen are you sure you're fine?" He asked, waiting for an answer from the other man that was obviously about to leave the mortal world "I am, yes. I'm just..tired.." stephen whispered with his weak voice becoming less and less inaudible by time, making the other worry too much "okay. See you in five" tony said and hung up, immediately getting in a suit to fly to the sanctum.
The sorcerer felt his soul leave his body as his eyes rolled back, taking a few deep breaths as he broke down crying, terrified of going away from him, of leaving him, of deceiving him. Yet he couldn't do anything about it, not even doctors or magic of any kind could've, the damage was too much and his organs were collapsing one by one each second that passed.
Even if tony took five minutes to arrive, it wasn't fast enough to save his man from certain death.
He ran upstairs to his room, noticing blood coming out of the room, which he definitely didn't like. He opened the door finding stephen's body around a pool of blood. His blood froze in his veins as he knelt down and checked for the sorcerer's inexistent pulse, hoping it will come back somehow "STEPHEN!" He yelled, stroking his face hopelessly as tears wet his face and fell on Stephen's robes "no no, NO!" Tony stood up with the man in his arms looking so miserable, yet still gorgeous as the day of their first kiss. "Help! Please..please someone help!" He kept screaming on the top of his lungs hoping to revive his lover from being dead, yet nothing seemed to happen. He fell on his knees as he held stephen tightly, rocking him back and forth the way Stephen always used to do when he had nightmares and he wanted to be comforted, hoping this was just a nightmare and that he was going to wake up just in his arms a bit later "baby please..why did you do this to me?" He mumbled kissing his forehead wanting to bring him back to life, his throat hurting from crying and screaming "I was going to propose to you tonight" he mentioned as he kept kissing his face and caressing his cheeks, his forehead never detaching from Stephen's one "I shouldn't have let you go there alone" he whispered as people ran closer to tony and the sorcerer's corpse, gasps being heard from all around them making tony go crazy. His mind only focused on his dead lover in front of his eyes, knowing this wasn't going to bring him back. He sadly let go of him as people brought him away from the other, tears running down his face at an uncontrollable rate as his mind raced.