Steve took his head away from Tony's metal hand, the cold no longer affecting his heated face. "You don't get it do you? I can't tell you what I need to tell you!" he yelled, becoming more and more frustrated with himself. He got up from his spot on the edge of the building and moved towards the door to the stairs. He wanted to clear his head, and Tony being there wasn't helping. The other man quickly got up and blocked his path. "Move out of my way Tony." Steve growled, glaring at the iron man. The brunette smiled and crossed his arms across his chest. "Make me." And so, he did.

This is my fist ever story thingy :) Hope you like it. (A lot of these will be sad and triggering of you are easily triggered please don't read :) stay strong)

A cute little Stony fanfic. Tony Stark and Steve Rogers are roommates at uni. Tony isn't so happy about sharing a room, but notices there's something up with Steve. But Tony Stark is not supposed to care about others, he has a reputation to uphold. There will be a few bumps along the way, but how can you keep soul mates apart?