FULL NAME: Steve Harrington NICKNAME: King Steve, Harrington, Hey you AGE: 18 BIRTHDAY: February 15th, 1967 NATIONALITY: American PLACE OF BIRTH: Hawkins, Indiana CURRENT LOCATION: Hawkins, Indiana PRONOUNS: He / Him S-ORIENTATION: Undecided R-ORIENTATION: Undecided OCCUPATION: Student LANGUAGES: English
EYE COLOUR: Brown HAIR COLOR: Brunet HEIGHT: 5′ 9′’ BODY BUILD: Slender, Fit NOTABLE FEATURES: Prefect Hair, Charming smile, Laugh-lines
Part One is Here. You kinda need to read it first. And yeah, it looks like I’m gonna need to write a third part bc no way are you going to be content with where this ends.
Some folks that might want to see this are tagged at the bottom.
Tony should have noticed it sooner.
He could have gone quiet sooner.
The team could have been happier sooner.
He was a genius, dammit, he should have seen within a few hours of meeting them that they didn’t want to hear him speak. Fine. With the Chitauri trying to level Manhattan and Loki leading the charge he had a justified distraction for the first day. For a week, tops. Then he should have noticed. What use was he if he didn’t notice what the team needed. His brain was the only thing they really needed from him. They didn’t need him talking. The team needed his input. Sometimes. If there was tech involved. They talked to him if there was a purpose, but no one came to him just to chat. They never did. Never had.
And hey, genius billionaires were supposed to be eccentric.
Tony was playing to type.
Taking after Howard Hughes.
It was part of a long and noble tradition.
And if he’d stopped making public appearances, well, the press was thrilled to have so much time to spend talking about the new Mysterious-Maybe-Avenger-Maybe-Not that had helped Captain America in his darkest hour.
Steve only came to Tony when the need outweighed the annoyance, which, Tony knew, was what everyone did. He didn’t blame them, it made sense. Everyone made choices like that, all the way down to whether they wanted to get up to reach the remote.
Tony thought the balance was a little different for Steve. He thought maybe Steve reached for him sooner. Thought maybe Steve didn’t mind him quite as much. He was wrong.
He watched the news coverage from his lab, not knowing where Steve had vanished to, not knowing if he was alive, and pushed away the thought. He stood rapt as he got reports of Captain America going rogue, of Nick Fury being killed, and he barely blinked while he watched footage of a battle over the Potomac as Steve, Natasha and some random civilian fought Hydra.
He almost climbed into his suit several times, but stopped himself.
They never contacted him. Tony tried not to think about why not.
It wasn’t until he’d checked the hospital records and confirmed that Captain America was still breathing that Tony went back to inspect what their silence meant.
Even with his life in danger, even with the world in danger, it hadn’t been worth it to Steve to contact Tony. They needed someone who could fly, who could work with tech, who they knew could fight, and they still hadn’t contacted Tony.
It was hard to deny that kind of evidence.
Tony liked evidence when it gave him clear information. He didn’t like the conclusion, but it was good to have clear data. This told him how high the bar of necessity had to be before Steve wanted to see him.
Steve and Nat limped back to the tower with their new friend.
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is it really march 1, 2017???? making justin drew bieber 23?? and making myself be a fan of his lousy ass for 7 fucking years? im shook. in disbelief. happy birthday to the man who causes me so much grief, emotion but shout out because he (barely) knows my existence!!! kudos to you for distracting me from college work and for making me barely functioning in the real world. but honestly i hope this year is filled with so much love and happiness you damn fool. i can’t wish this old ballz enough fullness and genuine bliss an to have a fabulous birthday. im happy to have been a fan for so long, god knows it wasn’t easy!! love ya lots ya old fart. be happy babe, 23rd never looked better xx
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