A/N This is after Civil War
Tony POV
"Sir, you should stop staying up so late," F.R.I.D.A.Y. advises.
"I'll be fine," I mumble. In reality, I was not fine. These late nights were taking a heavy toll on me. Ever since Pepper decided that our relationship needed a break, I was a wreck.
The tower was lonely and I often had no one to talk to.
Rhodey came over on weekends, but I suspected that was only to make sure I didn't go crazy.
"Sir-"
"F.R.I, please don't," I say, taking another sip of my coffee.
Not in the mood for eating, I head down to my lab.
I work on my suit until F.R.I.D.A.Y. interrupts.
"Boss, you have visitors."
"Tell them to go away."
"I suggest you see them."
"Fine!" I curse under my breath all the way upstairs.
The elevator doors open with a cheerful "ding!" and I almost drop my coffee. There, standing in my kitchen are the Rouge Avengers.
My shock quickly morphs to anger.
"Out," I say.
"What-?" Wanda asks.
"Get out. You're not welcome here."
"Tony, please. We are pardoned and have no where else to go!" Steve begs.
"Why would I house the criminals who killed my parents?!" I asks.
"Because he was controlled!" Steve argues.
"He still killed them!" I rage.
"Tony, calm," Natasha intervenes. I turn away and close my eyes, taking deep breaths.
After a few minutes, I face them again.
"Alright," I decide. "You can stay."
They say nothing but the relief was evident in their eyes.
"Thank you," Nat whispers so only I could hear. I elect to ignore her.
"Alright!" I announce, rubbing my hands together. "Let's figure out where you are sleeping!"
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