I'll do whatever to make you happy (Stony)

Chapter Seventeen: Together

A/N: Ok, so, hear me out! I know I said I wasn't going to update until Friday, but I had already finished this chapter and I got bored, and had nothing better to do. So I might as well post this chapter, right?! BUT FOR REAL THIS TIME, I'm not updating until Friday, or maybe even Saturday.

ALSO, if you haven't noticed by now, I posted the first chapter of a new story I might be working on after this called: "Can We Be Fixed?" It's also a Stony story (and that's literally all you're going to get out of me, because I strongly ship Stony), so you should check it out if you've got the time!

Some slight fluff in this chapter for your viewing pleasure. As well as only two chapters left.

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"We need to put an end to this somehow. We need to figure out where these things are, and put a stop to it." Tony stated, tending to Steve's wounds in the process as he spoke. Shortly after the incident between the two, Tony took it upon himself to get the soldier cleaned up. He sent Wanda to S.H.I.E.L.D. so she could get Natasha, Clint and Bruce back to the tower so they could figure out a plan to end this once and for all.

"Do you have a plan?" Steve spoke softly. Tony opened his mouth to speak, but upon looking into Steve's eyes, he closed his mouth. He took the time to not just stare into those ocean eyes of his, but he really got a look at how Steve was feeling. He wasn't kidding when he said that Steve's eyes convey all his emotions; like a mirror would portray not just your reflection back at you, because beyond that it shows your soul through your eyes at how you're truly feeling. He also wasn't kidding when he said that Steve wears his heart on his sleeves, not so much like a medal you'd would let everyone else see, because that's not what Steve's heart was to Tony, it was a precious little gem he wanted to care for, to protect and let only his eyes see how bright it truly was. It's not that he was mesmerized by his eyes; which of course Tony usually was, but this time he saw the little strands of emotion, the bits and pieces Steve wanted to lock away, but his eyes betrayed him.

Imagine this; you're given a serum that enhances your body physically, turning a scrawny, dangerously sick person into the picture perfect face of human perfection. All illnesses simply disappear, you get stronger, faster, you gain super hearing, and your body metabolizes food and drinks faster than a normal person, making it so that you eat more than an average person, and you are unable to get drunk. You don't need as much sleep, you can stay up longer than any normal human, you can go longer without eating, and you never tire easily. As Tony stared into Steve's eyes, of which were comparable to that of a beautifully woven spider web, or rather in this particular conundrum, a shattered mirror, he could truly see just how tired the man really was; not tired in the sense that he needed sleep, but tired in the sense that he was being put through so much trauma and he just wanted it to stop.

Being the perfect human, or rather in the case of what the serum was used for, being the perfect soldier, didn't take away from the fact that Steve was a human. And that's what most people forgot what Steve was. He was a human just like everyone else, regardless of his enhanced body, he was still flesh and bones, muscles and cartilage, organs and tissues. It didn't take away from the fact that he was still a man; a man who could still get hurt, who could still experience trauma. The serum can't fix emotional,nor psychological damage, it can only fix the physical. It heals bullet wounds, bruises, gashes, all of it regardless if it takes it's time. A broken heart, shattered or manipulated mind, emotional stress? The serum can't fix that, only time can.

He didn't know when it happened, but his hands found themselves cupping the side of Steve's face, his thumbs brushing over his cheeks. The soldier grabbed his wrists, his lips forming a small smile before kissing the palm of Tony's right hand. Tony leaned in and closed the distance, surprising Steve when their lips connected, but he kissed back, moving his hands to the geniuses hips, pulling him in so he was between his legs. Tony pulled back slowly, never taking his eyes off of those adorable blue ones staring back at him.