Reconcile

[Hige]

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[TonyStark]

I has been 6 months since Tony had watched Steve walk out on him and he was sitting on his own in the avengers mansion. He hadn't started off alone, at first Rhodes, Natasha and Vision were with him. Now it was just Tony on his own but no one knew about it. Rhodes had gone to a rehabilitation clinic, Natasha had gone out to Clint's family to make sure they were okay and Vision had gone off to learn more about society through travel and experience. Pepper had completely broken it off with Tony when his face was in the paper over the battle and so not even she was around. It would have been okay if Tony had Jarvis to talk to, but Jarvis too was gone forever. 

This left a destructive effect on Tony. His PTSD got worse and so did his depression. Both of these things made his drinking increase so now he was barely ever sober and rational. The phone and letter from Steve were untouched and sitting in Steve's room because Tony couldn't bare to look at it, it just brought back the pain of watching a dark side come out of Steve when he held his shield up for the final blow in their fight. The fight that destroyed his relationships with everyone close to him. That's what hurt him most and that hurt only festered in his lonely state. It made him tempted to call Steve and apologize.

 

[Hige]

Steve had spent the 6 months working on pet projects. After the events 6 months ago, he felt like he deserved a rest. He visited Thor in Australia at one point, and that had been a good time. But now, he wanted to do something again. He spent enough time recovering, now the world needed his protection...but first, he had something to do. 



Steve was outside of the Avengers Mansion, studying it. There had been a lot of memories inside and it hurt. He missed the days when the team was together, but he's learned the past has to stay in the past. He walked up to the door and loudly knocked, hoping Tony would be inside. Or well, anyone. Steve Rogers spent a lot of time thinking about what he would say if he ever got this far....and truthfully he still didn't know what to say. He hoped that seeing Tony would help spark the right words. 

 

[TonyStark]

The door swings open at the force of Steve's knock, unveiling an empty and eerie hall. Tony was currently out of earshot but even then no one else came to the door either. Despite the space sounding and feeling empty it was trashed. Tony used to have cleaning robots that would scurry around and clean but they obviously weren't in use. The only thing that indicated Tony's presence was a strong stench of alcohol and nicotine. Tony was currently a mess and could be found in a bathtub in one of the spare rooms of the mansion covered in his own vomit and blood. It looked as if he'd committed suicide but it wasn't the case, instead he had purged hard enough to make his throat bleed. He had a lit cigarette hanging out of his mouth and the smoke was drifting around the place and out the door, where Steve was.

 

[Hige]

Steve gave a heavy sigh, closing the door behind him he lingered on the filthy doormat, glancing around the place. Oh boy....this will be a lot of work....Steve figured he would end up cleaning up a portion of the Avengers Mansion. He noticed the smoke and started to follow it, knowing that if there wasn't a fire it must mean someone was actively smoking. 
Tony would be able to hear the heavy set of feet coming around the corner as a beautiful chiseled blonde poked his head out. With a swift gasp, he barged into the bathroom. "Tony?"

 

[TonyStark]

He looked up at the other with shock. "Well I wasn't expecting company...This is awkward," he replies but it lacks his usual charm and feels empty. he was about to try and get up but then decided against it because he knew he'd slip on his blood and vomit and fall. 

 

[Hige]

With a weary sigh Steve leaned forward, putting one of his arms around Tony's back as he was trying to pick him up. 
"Just work with me, this'll go much faster." He beckoned, if Tony struggled then this would drag on forever. 

 

[TonyStark]

"You mean you'll kill me faster? Hooray," Tony replies and stays relaxed in Steve's arms. He puts his cigarette in his mouth to keep both his arms free to hold onto the other when he picks him up. "What other reason would you have to come back here after all, it's not like you'll apologize, you're too stubborn," he adds. It felt true to him though, since it had been 6 months of nothing.

 

[Hige]

"I'm not going to kill you, stop being so dramatic." Steve scolded Tony, carefully carrying him into one of the spare rooms.He laid Tony down on a bed, rushing back to the bathroom to grab one of the flew clean towels, wet it, and come back. He started to wipe Tony's face clean. 
"God, what a mess you've made." 

 

[TonyStark]

Tony doesn't comment and lets himself sink into the bed. His whole body felt numb but it was better then feeling all the pain at once. His vision was fading a bit as he finishes the cigarette. "If it's okay with you, I'm about to pass out," he notifies him.

 

[Hige]

The soldier cocked his head, he saw Tony as some wounded soldier that needed to be cared for. Maybe one that was quite into self-harm and liked to drink till he passed out, that'd be an accurate comparison right about now. 
"I'd rather you stay awake..." He took Tony's shirt off and threw it in a trashcan, going to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. "The drive over here was rather lonely." He forced Iron Man to sit up as he put the cool bottle to his lips. 
"You need to start drinking water. You'll thank me tomorrow when you aren't cowering before a migraine. " He explained, though Tony should be quite knowledgeable about hangovers, one would think. 

 

[TonyStark]

Tony lets the other man handle him and drinks the water provided to him. "Your trip was lonely huh?" he asks, focusing on that part of what Steve had said. "Why come here if you feel that way?" he asks him.

 

[Hige]

"Because I want to do what's right, I want to make amends." Rogers was his usual self-righteous self. He studied Tony, wondering if he had any other ailments. 
"You sick? Cold, fever, sweaty?" 

 

[TonyStark]

Tony doesn't reply and faints, his body falling against Steve's chest. The black dots that had plagued his vision had finally taken him over. He didn't look very well though, he was as pale as a ghost and had dark rings under his eyes. He was also a lot thinner then he used to be and his joints were looking bony. he also had very cold skin and had a slight shiver.

 

[Hige]

With a sigh he fixed Tony back on the bed, taking a minute to think about what to do. He decides he should probably fix Tony some food -- since he seemed close to starvation. He'd also need to clean the Avengers Mansion. He tucked Tony into bed and left for the store, getting some vegetables, fruit and some other foods. He planned on making a salad with a boiled egg in it, with a fruit plate and a steak for Tony. It wasn't the most sensible meal but it did have a bunch of healthy ingredients his friend's body needed. He cleaned out the fridge and put everything away, and started work on cleaning. He'd wouldn't be able to clean the mansion in one day -- but he cleaned the room Tony was resting in, the bathroom, and the kitchen. So it was a start. Then he fixed a salad and threw the steak on the skillet. Roughly two hours after Tony passed out, Captain America went in Tony's room, poking Tony to get him to wake up. 


Glancing at Tony he couldn't help but wonder how Patty would've taken care of Stark. 

 

[TonyStark]

Tony slowly stirs and wakes. When he regains consciousness he smells the food and looks up to see Steve. "Did you...Have you cooked for me?" He asks. He was a little sleepy still and yawns. It was as if he was a teenager really. He then noticed that the room had been cleaned and he stares at the empty space. "How long was I out?" He asks. It dawned on him he could have been out for a very long time.

 

[Hige]

"Well, yeah. I did. I made a salad and steak, with lots of nutrients." He explained as he took a step back, leaning against the dresser. "A few hours, I cleaned a good chunk of the mansion, went shopping, started cooking." He explained, so yeah, Tony had been out for quite some time. 
"Come on, let's get some food in you." 

 

[TonyStark]

Tony couldn't help but feel ashamed. Steve has worked hard for him all day without payment or even any reason and he slept through it. "Why would you do all of this for me? After everything that happened especially?" he asks him. He slowly sits up on the edge of the bed, taking his time to get up since his body felt heavier than lead and he didn't want to embarrass himself any further than he had already.

 

[Hige]

"Why wouldn't I? We were comrades, at one point. Soldiers fighting a cause? Maybe even friends, as much as a pain you can be." Steve smiled, obviously not taking the events in the Hydra compound to heart, where Tony and Steve nearly beat each other to death, with Steve discarding his shield. 
"You're ill, I came to make amends but I can't do that if you're dying, now can't I?" Steve turned away, going to grab a plate for Tony. Whenever Tony finally made it to the kitchen, he'd find the kitchen was scrubbed clean -- as if Tony never let it get into such a disarrayed state, and on the counter was a a bowl full of delicious looking salad, mixed with cheese, ranch, and croutons, and a plate with a grilled steak with fine barbaque sauce drizzled on it, and next to the plate was a glass of water with ice cubes in it.  
Steve perched himself against the counter, awaiting Tony's reaction.