Stony

Miss Me?

Tony's P.O.V.

It has been nearly three years since Steve left on a mission to stop a powerful terrorist group. I miss him with all my being. Fury keeps telling me that he is dead, but they haven't found his body yet. So I refuse to believe it.

??? P.O.V.

I miss him and I will get back to him somehow. I don't care what it takes, as long as I can see that he is safe and happy without me.

Tony's P.O.V.

It has now been 5 years and I'm starting to believe that he is dead. We are holding a memorial in his honor tomorrow. I wish Aunt Peggy was here. I miss her comforting words and kind smile.
.......Time Skip to after the memorial (brought to you by Tony snapping).............

When I got back to the tower, I immediately went to my lab and locked the doors. "J, Black Sabbath now."
"As you wish sir." Changes started playing. "Thanks. J." I thought to myself. As the song was ending I heard banging on the lab doors. I looked at the doors and saw Bruce trying to get my attention. I unlocked the door and he burst in. "Get your sad ass outside now!!!!" he said, which concerned me. I went outside anyways. There was a huge crowd of people outside the tower, surrounding something or someone I couldn't see.

??? P.O.V.

I started pushing people out of the way so Tony could see me when he gets outside. As the crowd started forming around me again I saw a mop of brilliant and beautiful and amazing brunette hair walk out the door. I pushed the crowd out of the way and walked up to Tony. He didn't see me, so I decided to surprise him. I tapped his shoulder. He looked annoyed but turned around to look at me. "Miss me?"

Tony's P.O.V.

Someone tapped my shoulder, so naturally I turned around and was about to tell them off for touching me without my permission. "Miss me?" as soon as he said those two little words, my walls that I built up, collapsed. I looked up at him and he looked as amazing as ever. Naturally that big doof could see through my disguise, so he picked me up and took me to my-our room. As soon as he set me on the bed and laid my head against his chest, I broke down into sobs. "I-i t-thought y-you w-were g-gone f-fore-ever." As I cried he started running his hand through my hair comforting and calming me so I didn't have a panic attack.

Steve's P.O.V.

"You can't get rid of me that easily."