I didn't realise you are the author of vamp and the were! Love the fic and how unique it is. And so fun to read. Thank you for writing it.
A generic hospital prompt for ironstrange. I know its generic but its fascinating to see how different its interpreted and also since its canon that as characters both of them have a distaste for it. It can be taken so many ways. I leave it upto you unless you want me to be more specific :)
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For your generic hospital prompt I went with pre-powers. If you had something more specific in mind, feel free to drop that in my inbox. Until then you get a Tony who picks up Stephen at work for a lunch :)
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It was safe to say that Tony hated hospitals. He had never been a fan of doctors who were way too eager to check and touch his body. He didn’t like it as a kid when he was sick and his parents called them, and he still didn’t like them now.
Hospitals were even worse; with the ever present smell of antiseptic and their overall aesthetic of white and gray.
The fact that Tony had just entered a hospital voluntarily was nothing short of a miracle.
He wasn’t in actual need of medical attention, so that was a plus. No, he was here to pick up a certain doctor.
Tony took the elevator to the fifth floor. He knew the way to the surgeon’s floor by heart.
Curious glances still followed him – something that would never change no matter where he went. But he also got some friendly nods from members of the staff who were by now used to his visits. Tony returned them, even if the sunglasses on his nose hid his lack of interest.
Tony tolerated being here. But only because of one man.
He stepped out of the elevator and walked to the office.
Halfway he heard the familiar deep voice as Stephen stepped out of it, talking to a nurse. When he noticed Tony his face lit up noticeably.
Tony smiled. This was what made it worth it to endure being in a hospital. And he liked having this effect on the doctor. It stirred something in his belly; feelings he wasn’t yet ready to deal with. So he shoved them deeper down.
The nurse seemed confused about his reaction and followed his gaze. As soon as her eyes landed on the approaching Tony, she understood.
“I’m here to pick you up for our meeting, Doctor Strange.” That was their code for a lunch date. Tony knew Stephen preferred to keep their relationship professional in front of co-workers and Tony respected that. Except in the presence of Christine, who called them out on their bullshit. And she often sided with Tony; one of the reasons he liked her so much.
Stephen handed the chart he was carrying to the nurse. “Take that to Doctor Robinson for the blood test.”
“Yes, Doctor Strange.” The nurse left, not without throwing an amused and knowing smile at Tony.
Only when she was gone Stephen spoke again, keeping his voice down. “A surgery came in an hour. A transfer from Huntington with a pituitary tumor. The transnasal transsphenoidal operation has to be done.“
It almost sounded like an apology – only that Stephen didn’t do apologies.
„We can go to Papa John’s down the street and you can take your book for the read up of the case with you. It will just be a quickie.” Tony winked at him. He knew any surgery that Stephen was involved with would take at least a few hours and Tony felt better knowing he had eaten beforehand.
Stephen scoffed because Tony had brought that innuendo into his workplace. A quick look around reassured him that no one was within earshot.
He thought about the offer.
“Alright, I’ll get my coat,” he then agreed.
Tony had already learned that Stephen had a hard time refusing Tony’s offers – as long as they were well-thought-out and convenient.
He followed Stephen into his office. Maybe he could convince him into another kind of quickie before lunch as well.
