The Little Quirks of Fate 2.5/?
Title: The Little Quirks of Fate 2.5/?
Author: SevenCorvus
Fandom: Avengers
Pairing/Character: Steve/Tony
Rating: pg-13 (this part)
Warnings: spoilers for Civil War, angst, dark themes in later chapters
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except in my dreams.
Word Count: 370 (this part)
Beta: gestalt1
Author's Notes: As a bonus since I didn't have the kinky fics done, I have the other half of chapter 2 of my Civil War fix-it fic. Again I apologize for the shortness, but I should have the third chapter up sometime soon.......when ROK is over.
Having received much of the information he was seeking, Steve thought that he should feel more comfortable about the situation. Sitting at the kitchen table in the newly rebuilt Avenger’s Mansion, he looked around at some of his fellow Avengers, who after confirming his identity were overjoyed to see him again. Disconcerted by their, dare he say, clinginess, Steve got straight to the point, demanding updates on what he had missed.
From what he had gathered, it appeared that 6 months had passed since his death, something that he was still desperately avoiding thinking about. In those months, the Registration Act had miraculously been overturned, pardons had been given, and Fury had once again taken control of S.H.E.I.L.D. It all seemed too good to be true. While he had often hoped for a peaceful resolution to the conflict, Steve would never have dreamt that things could be resolved so smoothly in such a short span of time.
Contemplating the situation, he couldn’t help but think there was something he was missing, some wrinkle in the wonderful news he had received. When in a flash it came to him. Tony. How could he have forgotten Tony. It had been a thought in the back of his mind since he had first woken up. Asking his teammates about Tony, he was surprised by their response. Looking anxiously at each other, they told him that no one had heard from him since the mansion had been rebuilt. Resolute, he stood up suddenly, knowing clearly that he needed to see Tony and clear the air between them.
Walking to Stark Tower, Steve remembered all that had happened between them and could only wish that things would be resolved just as smoothly as the rest of the mess caused by Registration had been. Entering the Tower, he took the elevator up to the top floor, hoping he would find Tony there. Exiting, he walked down the hall towards Tony’s room, becoming anxious at the oppressive silence that seemed to fill the air. Knocking at the closed door, he grew more concerned at the lack of response, knowing he would have likely sensed Steve’s presence through the Extremis. Gently opening the door and making his way inside, he froze, paralyzed at what lay before him.
Author: SevenCorvus
Fandom: Avengers
Pairing/Character: Steve/Tony
Rating: pg-13 (this part)
Warnings: spoilers for Civil War, angst, dark themes in later chapters
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except in my dreams.
Word Count: 370 (this part)
Beta: gestalt1
Author's Notes: As a bonus since I didn't have the kinky fics done, I have the other half of chapter 2 of my Civil War fix-it fic. Again I apologize for the shortness, but I should have the third chapter up sometime soon.......when ROK is over.
Having received much of the information he was seeking, Steve thought that he should feel more comfortable about the situation. Sitting at the kitchen table in the newly rebuilt Avenger’s Mansion, he looked around at some of his fellow Avengers, who after confirming his identity were overjoyed to see him again. Disconcerted by their, dare he say, clinginess, Steve got straight to the point, demanding updates on what he had missed.
From what he had gathered, it appeared that 6 months had passed since his death, something that he was still desperately avoiding thinking about. In those months, the Registration Act had miraculously been overturned, pardons had been given, and Fury had once again taken control of S.H.E.I.L.D. It all seemed too good to be true. While he had often hoped for a peaceful resolution to the conflict, Steve would never have dreamt that things could be resolved so smoothly in such a short span of time.
Contemplating the situation, he couldn’t help but think there was something he was missing, some wrinkle in the wonderful news he had received. When in a flash it came to him. Tony. How could he have forgotten Tony. It had been a thought in the back of his mind since he had first woken up. Asking his teammates about Tony, he was surprised by their response. Looking anxiously at each other, they told him that no one had heard from him since the mansion had been rebuilt. Resolute, he stood up suddenly, knowing clearly that he needed to see Tony and clear the air between them.
Walking to Stark Tower, Steve remembered all that had happened between them and could only wish that things would be resolved just as smoothly as the rest of the mess caused by Registration had been. Entering the Tower, he took the elevator up to the top floor, hoping he would find Tony there. Exiting, he walked down the hall towards Tony’s room, becoming anxious at the oppressive silence that seemed to fill the air. Knocking at the closed door, he grew more concerned at the lack of response, knowing he would have likely sensed Steve’s presence through the Extremis. Gently opening the door and making his way inside, he froze, paralyzed at what lay before him.