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thelastscn :

☀ ⟶           ❛hm. is that really an avenue you wish to go down? should we talk about the destruction of new york? should we talk about the annihilation of slovakia which left countless dead? casualties come as a package to saving the world, stark, you & i both know that to be true —-❜ ( not that superman much cared about the salvation of those in need anymore; finding himself standing & watching the world burn as opposed to actually rescuing those that desired a helping hand ). soft hum cascaded through gritted teeth, clark allowing his frame to step forward in order to loom over tony’s own, not as a means of intimidation, but almost challenge. if the male felt safe within his suit of armor, then why not unleash such assaults further? why not TRY & cause the restraint of something that was akin to a god? ❛i’m listening. ears open wide to your inevitable bullshit brigade now, stark.❜  

                  ❝i know i was a part of destruction, the difference here is that i haven't CONTINUED to cause said destruction. i've realized that people like us? people who have abilities that no other does? we gotta be put in check, can't keep causing innocent people pain they never deserved in the first place, whether through trying to save them or not. THAT'S where we're different -- i don't regret saving the people we did, but i regret the destruction ------ you don't. i can TELL you don't; not when you keep causing it.❞ the opposing frame looming over him didn't make him budge, it didn't intimidate him and he didn't even flinch -- he wasn't afraid, he would never be afraid and it wasn't just because of the suit; he was confident enough in himself to know that if the other male wished to throw a punch? he'd hit back JUST as hard.

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                   as the opposing male didn't move an INCH even as armor-covered hand slapped against his profile, it most definitely wasn't what tony had been expecting. perhaps it was idiotic to be resentful of the hero known as superman for causing the destruction he had when he had been a part of similar destruction too, but it was like seeing it all happen from an outside point of view was a wake up call; it made him realized people like them needed to be put in check ---- he WASN'T okay with superman roaming the earth to do whatever he pleased, especially when such caused mass amounts of chaos. ❝hm, do you ALWAYS say that before you destroy a city? or is that just more bullshit?❞

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                      fear still nestled itself like a tight coil within the base of essence, lazarus unable to shift that very expression from sweeping away from features especially when confusion surged, something that the questions forming from the unknown didn’t exactly HELP. there was no true knowing as to why he had been thrown from those that had created him, an apparent act of murder that frankly he couldn’t get his head around, not when he counted on them to survive. not when he needed them when he was nothing but a small cub lost in a ferocious lion’s den of a chaotic world. whimpers pooled as the asset tried to stand, failing due to the aches that surged against the base of spine from slamming into the concrete wall ( & the frozen shock from icy waters didn’t exactly help matters ), eventually allowing himself to slump slightly clumsily against wallpaper as he gazed towards the man donning armor. hoping, praying, that he wouldn’t lash out & place harm upon him again, not when he seemed to the only company around that could potentially help.  ❛—- l-lazarus! lazarus.❜ & that was the only question that could be answered, whimper forming into sobs that were unable to become ceased, shoulder hunching as he allowed profile to bury itself against the wall, trying to somehow shield the evident upset that was cascading from his being like wild-fire.

                  he could see that whatever had happened was evidently greatly affecting the opposing male, that whatever hydra had done to him or whatever reasoning they had for throwing him out of the jet to what should have been his death, it was clearly making him feel incredibly upset. soft sigh escaped tony's lips as he moved closer to where lazarus was, allowing his frame to bend down slightly so that he was now at his level, no longer wanting to be seen as some sort of THREAT when all he wanted to do was help him. he would never have saved him if he didn't want him to be okay -- if he truly didn't care, then he would have let him fall into the ocean and eventually meet his demise, but he didn't do that because he DIDN'T want him to be hurt, especially not by hydra, no one deserved that kind of bullshit. ❝look, i promise i'm not here to hurt you, i'm  here to help.❞ words were soft, a reassuring quiet tone to allow the other man to understand that he was being serious, that he didn't plan on hurting him, not ever. ❝------ lazarus? that's your name?❞

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                      before optics could even BLINK towards the threat spoken his way, lazarus was suddenly thrown towards the other side of the room, muscular back colliding with the wall before crashing upon the ground, prompting brick-work to crumble & leave evident cracks as to where he had landed. & it was all too familiar - the lack of understanding, of confusion that caused him to lash out, to become reckless & unable to be restrained, violence then befalling upon his being before he had no choice but to falter towards bounds of submission. that was hydra’s way & seemingly the male that opposed held the same ideals ( was he a soldier for such organization? that was what mindset could only point towards ). groans of agony flourished, bruises no doubt beginning to lace the flesh of broad back as lazarus tried to gain some semblance of footing, but he couldn’t – not when he was now riddled in FEAR as to what the man donning the suit of armor would do to him. vulnerability latched upon misty cobalt orbs, optics that flickered towards the other male with a sense of sheer terror upon his features, a wounded animal in the sight of an abuser. 

                              ( please – please don’t kill me… )

                     tony could see the fear in the others eyes as he now approached him, heavy sigh escaping his lips as the armor around his profile was lifted once again so that the other could see his face. he never wanted to hurt him, if he wanted him to be in pain then he would have let him drown in the damn ocean, he wouldn't have SAVED him and brought him back here to safety. he had merely allowed the blast to be sent in the others direction because he had attempted to be a threat, stark merely defending himself and staying on his guard ( this man had been thrown from a hydra quinjet, after all, he couldn't be trusted yet ). moving closer towards him but leaving a fair distance between them, tony gazed towards him with an apologetic look, head shaking before dark brown orbs fixated against lazarus, evidently now able to see that he was like a damn deer caught in headlights. ❝i'm not here to hurt you, i just done what i did because you attacked me first, i was defending myself. but i didn't WANT to do that, i don't want to cause you any pain or hurt, i brought you here to help you -- but i need you to tell me who you are. why were you thrown from that jet?❞

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                       palm extended instantly caused lazarus to react in a manner that was DEFENSIVE, almost as if it were a reflex under the circumstance of what had just happened to him, fragile mindset utterly whirring in a muddle of confusion as to why hydra had KILLED him, or attempted to at least. the male that opposed wasn’t someone that the younger recognized, unable to recall anything from the salvation of oceanic waters until now, merely seeing the other as a threat & nothing more. it was all he really knew at this point in time. despite the metallic suit that adorned opposing physique, lazarus had the upper hand in possessing his own robotic limb ( which was hardly under working order considering it had been fried in icy depths, but it wasn’t something he was aware of as yet ), frame lunging forward on weakened stance in order to punch against the uncovered features that belonged to the enemy. sounds in the forms of guttural cries & gruff grunts pooled from lazarus, the only syllables that he could express bar his name but that wasn’t something he deemed important right now, not when he wanted the imposing threat away from him, to run or ultimately? d e a d.

                 the sudden punch caused tony to act instantly, loud curse becoming audible since he hadn't been expecting it before the front of the suit that covered his face was closed over once again, now shielding himself from any further unexpected attacks that could take place. heavy sigh became audible since he DIDN'T want to hurt him, he didn't save him from his damn death in order to bring him back here and let him meet his demise; even if had been working for hydra, that wasn't what he was going to do. but he wasn't going to be pushed around either, tony stark didn't GET pushed around, he done the goddamn pushing. ❝you made me do this, buddy.❞ words were spoken towards the opposing male before arm was raised, palm extended towards the other before a beam shot out to collide with lazarus' frame, hoping to cause him to be sent hurling backwards, but he didn't know how STRONG he was, he didn't know what he could have perhaps been getting himself in for.

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                       the slaps upon frozen profile instantly brought lazarus out of his unconscious slumber, actions from the opposed that felt all too familiar to what he had experienced back within hydra bounds ( wake up, lazarus! you worthless creation! there is no time for sleep when there is work to be done ),  something that would have caused vulnerability & submission to completely falter against his frame. yet - memories were still fresh as to what had just happened to him, thrown from the quinjet like a piece of garbage in order to become nothing but a corpse in the icy ocean depths. is that who the male that opposed was? another hydra official that would torture against shaking flesh in the most violent of ways, only to discard of him like he was nothing? ( not happening. ) growl flourished strongly from snarling twin-flesh, lazarus scurrying his frame to run upon the flooring yet in his weary, shock-induced state, it was seconds before physique faltered upon the floor, rabid like a dog in expression as he turned features back towards the unknown. & if he could speak? there would be only syllables of protest telling the other male to leave him alone, it was all he wanted now.

                  as soon as lazarus woke up from the slumber he had fallen into, tony was caught entirely off guard by his sudden decision to run as soon as his eyes opened, shock surging throughout his veins at his strength even after what had happened, yet the second that opposing frame fell upon the floor? stark couldn't help but allow a heavy sigh to become audible. he was almost afraid of approaching him, evidently able to see that he was like a deer caught in headlights, a child who had seen a ghost; he seemed incredibly bewildered and tony could only assume by said reaction that he wasn't exactly treated all that well within hydra ( not that he was surprised by that in the slightest however ). moving closer towards him, only extended his palm out in defense, almost as if he were telling the other that he wouldn't hurt him in any way. ❝hey, it's okay...i'm not here to harm you, i swear. but you gotta tell me who you are and what happened back there, yeah?❞

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛you make out like it’s MY fault, like i was the one that wanted to fucking do it?!❜ & as far as he was aware? he couldn’t be blamed, it was hydra that were at fault through & through, using assets in order to do their bidding through the use of brain-washing & complete delusion. despite the aggression that forms within his tone however, it’s tinged with desperation, he didn’t want to be the monster anymore & he certainly didn’t want people to think that way about him anymore; so the fact that tony apparently did? it hurt more than the blond could truly come to terms with. ❛i did what i was told to do…i don’t know what you expect me to say.❜ 

                  perhaps he was being too harsh on him, he knew what hydra done to him, he knew that he was MADE to do these missions without any objections and of course, emotions were something entirely void ---- was he being too hard on the wrong person for this? with a heavy sigh escaping his lips, he allowed dark brown orbs to finally look back up towards his better half, an action that instantly allowed tears to well up within his eyes since he could tell that he TRULY was affected by it now, stark left wondering if perhaps he was regretting doing so, even if he had been under hydra's commands at the time. ❝i know, i ---- y-you're right. it's just a shock, that's all...a pretty big shock, but i-i'm not saying it was your fault; i know they made you do this stuff. it just -- i wasn't e-expecting it...❞

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶         ❛hey, no. you – this is your place, tony. i – i’m SORRY, i just wanted to know what was going on with you.❜ awkwardness flourishes within youthful veins, steve almost wishing that the covers would damn near swallow him up so he couldn’t speak out of turn, which apparently he was doing considering tony had now expressed apologies. it wasn’t needed & the blond knew that, if anything? he should have let tony have the room all to himself considering it was his in the first place, residing on the couch with a blanket so that both of them could be comfortable. maybe steve should have done that on default, boxer-clad frame then shifting quickly from the bounds of the bed in order to put on his slippers, shiver running up his spine from the fact soles of bare feet had touched upon cool carpeting already. ❛you can have the room, it’s fine, it’s your room. i know i’m just a guest here…i’ll go on the couch, okay? you can take the bed, please. i’m sorry.❜ 

                  shaking his head, tony reached his hand out to lightly grasp onto the youngers arm, not wanting him to give up the room that he had given to him; he had taken him in because he was evidently not coming from a good family home, he WANTED him to be comfortable, he wanted this to be his home now and there was no way he was going to let him sleep on the couch. ❝no ---- stay here.❞ offering him a small smile, a slight shaken stream of breath soon spilled from his lips, hand raising to rub against the back of his neck since he didn't WANT to talk about the fact he was having nightmares that were seemingly leading him straight into steve's arms everytime, but part of him felt like he had to, he had to explain himself in some way, right? ❝nightmares -- i, mean i...i've been having nightmares. i guess i just sleepwalk to come here so i'm not alone ---- ?❞

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛because i didn’t know. not REALLY.❜ there was that feeling —- guilt & for a split second, he almost wishes he was back within an organization long destroyed, a place where sentiment & emotion could literally be RIPPED from someone if it came to it. anything was better than feeling like this, right? ❛i just did what i was told to do, i had orders. it didn’t matter their names or their faces, i just — look, i’m SORRY. i’m sorry.❜

                 he could feel tears welling up within dark brown orbs, not sure if they were from ANGER or upset, but either way he was devastated right now. he wanted to believe so bad that the two could have a life together now that the asset was gone from hydra, now that he was his own person and didn't take any orders -- but finding this out? it tore him apart. ❝i...i don't even know what to say. i know you're this different person now and i-i know you've left them behind, but i -- that was my parents...and it was y-you who done it. i don't even -- i don't know what to s-say...❞

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶         ❛yeah but —- you’re awake right now & –❜ optics flicker towards the clock that rested upon the nightstand, a soft sigh falling towards the time. thankfully it was a weekend come tomorrow so steve didn’t have to worry about being utterly exhausted at school; the last thing he needed was to fall asleep by his desk & risk detention. despite that slight grievance however, he wanted tony to be okay, brows furrowing as he glanced back towards him. ❛it’s nearly four thirty, tony. are you having bad dreams or something?❜

                 brows furrowed since he realized that even upon waking up, he hadn't bothered to move from steve's room, he was still HERE and in all honesty? he didn't really want to leave either ( even if he had no idea as to why ). clearing his throat, stark then shifted his frame up and away from the bed since he didn't want to make the situation any more uncomfortable than it already was, nor did he want to put steve into a position of feeling out of place either. ❝i, uh -- no, i'm fine. it's nothing, sorry for waking you, i -- i'll go back to my room.❞  why the hell was he stuttering and stumbling on his words? why was he suddenly NERVOUS?

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☠ ⟶          ❛how did you find out?❜ brows furrow, pain etching into features that were only becoming accustomed to actually showcasing EMOTION ( i don’t do that anymore ). ❛—- if you’re wanting me to say i didn’t do it, i won’t lie to you like that. but that wasn’t ME, it wasn’t something i could control.❜

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                      ❝the hell does it matter HOW i found out?! you -- you actually done it...you caused it and you n-never told me!❞ heavy breath escaped tony's lips, eyes welling up with tears as he tried his best to stop his emotions from getting the better of him, but finding out that the man he loved had been the cause of his parents death? he was hardly going to be CALM about it. ❝------why didn't you tell me?❞

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☠ ⟶          being rescued from the bounds of his father had been a blessing in disguise; how could the younger truly believe that thee actual iron man would somehow save him from a life-time of brutality. yet - that still didn’t explain why tony would frequent the bounds of his bed every night as if he were frightened, not that steve minded, it was just…odd. ❛are you actually gonna tell me WHY you’re in my room or —-?❜ he felt bad to ask, this was stark’s place after all, but there was curiosity piqued regardless.

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                      he wasn't sure WHY this continued to happen, why he kept waking up within steve's bed as opposed to his own, why his nightmares would lead him to the warming safety of the younger male as opposed to staying put in his own bed. shaking his head, tony raised a hand to run fingers through his own darkened tresses, heavy sigh escaping his lips as he done so since HONESTLY? he didn't have an answer for the other man. ❝i, uh -- i just sleepwalk...sorry, don't mean to keep disturbing you like this.❞

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                       there was only a semblance of knowing within frozen physique that water no longer surrounded him, that lungs that were filled with such fluid begged to be coughed in order to make his being somewhat comfortable again, droplets cascading from physique that goose-prickled due to the iced wind that surrounded. not even the warmth that radiated from opposed suit of armor did anything to suppress the shakes that lazarus now offered outwards, optics still remaining in essence of slumber as soft grunts coupling trails of water flourished from the confines of his mouth, brunette tresses only able to rest against the arc-reactor covered torso, oblivious entirely. the newly-created & now newly-discarded asset couldn’t even hear the syllables that streamed from the older man, from someone that was on the other side of good versus evil, not when his body had enter such a state of shock that he was unconscious, the only thing showcasing that he was actually alive being the soft moans that faltered, shivers trailing up the indentation of his spine seeing as the cold environment wasn’t going away any time soon.

                  despite the fact the other wasn't speaking or answering his question, the noises that spilled from his lips were enough to tell tony that he was thankfully still alive, yet he knew he would have to get him to some sort of safety as soon as possible ( and of course, WARMTH ). heading straight for the tower that was nearby, it was the safest place for him to be right now, it was a warm environment out of hydra's reach and considering they had just dumped him out of a goddamn aircraft, tony was confident in his assumptions that they wouldn't come looking for him -- but of course, he also assumed that lazarus had a ton of intel on hydra that could be used against them ( not knowing yet that even if he did, he wouldn't be able to SAY that he did ). constant words of asking if the other was okay and who he was continued to stream from tony's lips as they made their way to safety, eventually reaching the tower as no time was wasted in getting them both inside the warming confines of the abode. with the other still held within his grasp, he allowed him to be placed down upon comforts of a nearby couch, stark still suited up with only the top part of it opening so that his face could be revealed. brows furrowed at the unknown infront of him, hand reaching up to slap against his profile a few times in the hopes that it would jolt him awake, doing it a couple of times before words became audible.

                     ❛c'mon man, what's your deal? talk to me, who are you?❜  

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⚡ ⟶                       icy plunge from a quinjet had zapped any semblance of breath that was held within strong lungs, frame that coursed with super-serum irrelevant when the coldness that surrounded almost naked flesh thrust SHOCK into him almost automatically. lazarus couldn’t even struggle as muscular physique drifted towards the shadowy depths of the ocean, unwanted, discarded, in murderous fashion by his own creators for not being good enough; they could start again, they could try with asset number twenty-one but twenty? he was being sent to a frozen grave, optics falling shut as unconsciousness loomed. perhaps it was grand death would arrive so quickly for the male, lost mindset unable to question what had happened, why hydra had deemed him completely unworthy ( & the looming notion that nobody could save him, nobody was around to notice, right? ), & why a being only born into the world for a few months was now going to leave it, death unnoticed by the rest of the clueless world.

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                  he had been on a mission to take down the hydra quinjet that was currently in the air, getting closer and closer towards it before eyes caught sight of a BODY being thrown from the height, tony not sure who it was or if it was intentional to get away from his impending attack, but as soon as jarvis' voice was heard telling him that it was infact someone who had been thrown from the aircraft to his death, stark couldn't help but curse under his breath. of course, this meant he would have to avert his missions to go and attempt to catch the unknown currently hurling towards the ocean; if he was an innocent being used as some sort of hydra tactic then tony couldn't allow him to DIE on their watch. as soon as the opposing frame crashed into the icy depths of the water, stark quickly followed and managed to eventually grasp onto his large frame, not having expected him to be so big, but thanks to the strength of the suit, he was able to pull him out and bring him back up the surface in an attempt to get them BOTH out of here and out of a possible line of fire. 

                 ❛hey...hey, you okay? who are you?❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶     he was supposed to be alone, his boyfriend wasn’t due back for HOURS & yet as the syllable of his name was streamed into the room ( a label that still felt foreign even after a year of recovery ), there was no denying the sheer fear that etched into frazzled veins, hoping that the worship towards hydra hadn’t been heard by the other man. metallic pin that was bound within calloused digits was thrown in apparent stealthy motion underneath the cushioning of the sofa, frame then rising with swiftness ( i wasn’t doing anything, i swear ), whilst oceanic orbs gave the guilt away in spades. not to mention the fact cheeks had taken on an embarrassed blush of crimson, heart beating up a frenzy within caged chest whilst there was a nervous energy dancing within his stomach that made him nauseous. tony couldn’t have heard anything, right? there was no way he could pick up on the whispered phrase that was stated under steve’s breath; or at least that was his prayer of reasoning, forced ( anxious ) smile tainting his features quickly. ❛baby! you’re – you’re home early, is everything okay?❜

                      much better to place the focus upon his boyfriend as opposed to himself, using the vocals of distraction as he bridged the gap between himself & the other male, muscular arms instantly wrapping around broad neck in order to plant a intimate, shaken kiss against opposing features. maybe if he kept this up, perhaps if he was within stark’s company, what had just happened? would be nothing but a blip on the radar, nothing to worry about. ❛you should have told me you were coming back sooner! i would have rustled up some lunch —-❜ ever the domesticated house-husband & yet the last thing on his mind would have been to eat.

                           even as opposing arms wrapped around his neck and the kiss was pressed upon his lips, tony was still in complete and utter disbelief at what he had just both seen and heard. was steve really trying to brush it under the rug right now like it was nothing? he had spent so long away from hydra, tony had been so damn proud of him for how far he had come without them -- yet now? he was seemingly still bound to them and stark couldn't help but wonder how long this had been happening. did he do this everytime tony was out of the house? would he just find his old hydra gear and reminisce? the thought made his stomach turn, gaze eventually looking up towards his boyfriend which caused a slight hitch of breath to become audible; usually it was because of how unbelievably perfect he was and how tony would be in disbelief that he was even here -- but now he couldn't help but wonder if perhaps this time it was because he was AFRAID. what if he woke up tomorrow and steve would be gone? what if he decided to pick up his things and head on straight back to hydra? he had gone through this at the beginning of their relationship, sleepless nights just watching steve to make sure he didn't run, the constant worry that if he looked away for a moment, he'd turn back and the love of his life would be gone.

                             ❛----wh-what was that? what were you just doing?❜ words were slightly more shaken than he had thought they would be, gaze never once leaving the opposing males as his heart now hammered wildly within confines of his chest. he was almost afraid to know the answer, he was SCARED that the former captain would perhaps realize that his loyalty to hydra meant more and waste no time in turning on his heel to leave -- but tony had to have SOME faith in him, right? he had come this far, maybe this was just a one off thing he didn't have to worry about. ❛i...i heard what you said and i saw you hold that pin ------ what’s going on?❜

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☠ ⟶     another tick upon the calendar. four hundred & seventy six days since steve had been saved, since memories had been able to flourish back almost to their entirety ( despite how incredibly overwhelming & depressing that was ), turning the monster without a name back to steven grant rogers once again. & he counted, he counted every single day since that salvation at the hands of tony stark: every twenty four hours that had been spent revealing the memories that were coming back to him; losing his damn mind at what was occurring within frazzled neurons; lashing out in anger that held physical & vocal quality; ( falling in love ). tony seemed to be there no matter what, an anchor, a support system, someone that steve could honestly trust when after everything? he couldn’t even trust himself to maintain the good-hearted trait that had been bound within his heart for decades. he couldn’t trust himself not to falter, he couldn’t trust himself not to go back to the serpent hands that had brain-washed him in disillusionment & caused him to murder. not when he was plagued with guilt that it seemed to scorch into his cells, his pores, his entire soul even further as the days were counted. sitting upon the couch within starks’s abode ( & not expecting him back for hours ), calloused digits stroked over the hydra pin that had adorned militant uniforms, his captain hydra guise just over a year ago, holding a strange sense of nostalgia, of undeniable grief that he missed the alliance that had destroyed him. the only thing stopping him being the man that had made his way plush into his once-barren heart, the thought of letting him down a pain that he couldn’t even fathom & yet —-

                                                                     ❛h-hail hydra —-❜

                       words were whispered, shaken, steve bringing up the pin in order to press a soft kiss against the metal, oceanic orbs brimming with tears in the unknowing of whether he felt disappointed in doing this to tony, or complete & utter pain for missing the only organization he had truly known. ( if only tony stark could see him now — ).

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                       it had been nothing more than yet another near entire day spent within his lab, non-stop working and trying to figure out every little flaw and tweak he could with his own creations. perhaps it was the lack of sleep or the mere fact that he had been doing this now for a week straight, but absolutely nothing was managing to work today; he couldn't grasp anything, nothing made sense to him and in turn, this only lead to pure frustration towards his own self. with a heavy sigh escaping his lips, the rare occasion of tony stark deciding to call it a day EARLIER than usual happened, no time wasted in getting himself the hell out of there since he was sure that another moment spent doing something that wasn't commuting with him, would have drove him absolutely insane. he couldn't be too annoyed though, not when he knew WHO was waiting for him at him -- the man he was so damn proud of and loved with every single fiber of his being; steve rogers, formerly captain hydra but thankfully, that was all gone now and tony had never been more proud of someone in his entire life.

                         eventually reaching the abode, stark had a playful smirk upon his profile as the thought of finding where steve was in a quiet manner so that he could sneak up on him crossed his mind, he was never home this early so he most definitely wouldn't be expecting it. brows furrowed however as his gaze eventually fell upon him, noticing him looking almost SAD; something that worried tony immensely and the urge to forget about the playfulness and merely just hold him was taking over. yet as he took one step closer towards him, he soon saw the pin in his hand, he hard the words flow from his lips and it felt like his heart had stopped ---- HAIL HYDRA? he wasn't considering going back to them, was he? he couldn't; not when he had come this far to get away from them.

                          ❛------steve?❜

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Jarvis, drop my needle.