microfic!
I just wanted to use this one line in something involving Iron Man, not gonna lie. Nothing is important except for the fact that Tony is horribly injured in the course of being an Avenger. NOTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY.
"Tony," Cap says, grim-faced, as he shakes the other man. Tony notes that his leather smells a bit more like blood and less like Steve than usual, and then promptly starts to drift away. His last thought before he blacks out is that he's pretty sure these are all bad signs.
"Tony!" It's more urgent now, commanding him back to the world of the living. That's the Cap he knows. "Tony, dammit, answer me! Can you respond?"
He sputters for a second, blood or something vile making way for speech. "I swear..." he croaks, forcing the words out, "to tired... I'm not drunk." The declaration hangs in the air, and Tony gives Steve the ghost of a reassuring smile before he passes out for the final time, and he's pretty sure he catches a glimpse of Steve rolling his eyes.
"Tony," Cap says, grim-faced, as he shakes the other man. Tony notes that his leather smells a bit more like blood and less like Steve than usual, and then promptly starts to drift away. His last thought before he blacks out is that he's pretty sure these are all bad signs.
"Tony!" It's more urgent now, commanding him back to the world of the living. That's the Cap he knows. "Tony, dammit, answer me! Can you respond?"
He sputters for a second, blood or something vile making way for speech. "I swear..." he croaks, forcing the words out, "to tired... I'm not drunk." The declaration hangs in the air, and Tony gives Steve the ghost of a reassuring smile before he passes out for the final time, and he's pretty sure he catches a glimpse of Steve rolling his eyes.