[ Although the room is silent for those thirty seconds before Steve speaks again, for Tony it’s as if he can hear the way his blood feels as if it’s boiling in his veins. It’s as if it’s roaring, loud and angry and it makes his heart feel like it twists in his chest once more.
When Steve apologizes, Tony looks away as he shakes his head slightly. It makes him dizzy, and it’s hard to tell if it’s the movement, or how weak he is, or just how angry he is, but he swallows back the sensation anyway.
By the time Steve finishes speaking, Tony’s mainly looking away because he can’t quite push back the angry tears that are blurring his vision. He has been heartbroken for two years now, but of course it’s not until now that the tears finally come. He hates himself that it’s now, in front of Steve. ]
You’re late. You’re about two years too late.
[ He doesn’t sound angry anymore, the conviction to sound convincing gone from his voice. If anything, he just sounds deflated. Defeated. ]
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When Steve apologizes, Tony looks away as he shakes his head slightly. It makes him dizzy, and it’s hard to tell if it’s the movement, or how weak he is, or just how angry he is, but he swallows back the sensation anyway.
By the time Steve finishes speaking, Tony’s mainly looking away because he can’t quite push back the angry tears that are blurring his vision. He has been heartbroken for two years now, but of course it’s not until now that the tears finally come. He hates himself that it’s now, in front of Steve. ]
You’re late. You’re about two years too late.
[ He doesn’t sound angry anymore, the conviction to sound convincing gone from his voice. If anything, he just sounds deflated. Defeated. ]