The shake in Tony's voice. The tears filling his eyes. The tremble in his grip. The pain in his words. ]
I know Tony. I—...know.[ His own voice breaks for the first time since the dusting. And Steve has to forcibly pull air into his lungs to keep himself from choking. He can't let Tony fall unconscious to the sight of him falling apart.
And yet, this was the only proof he would've accepted. Peter's gone. Gone. ]
We'll bring him back, Tony. [ He hears himself saying the words, and he can't help but feel surprised at how strong he sounds, even if he feels anything but. He feels small, and useless, and desperate. ] We'll bring him back together.
[ It's only when Tony's eyes close that the sobbing begins. Within seconds, his head is hung. Another few seconds, and Steve finds himself burying his face into Tony's bedsheets and his tears start to seep into the fabric. He doesn't know how long he does this for, but it's long enough that most of the team leaves to give them their space — and find their place to grieve for Peter.
Bruce stays. If for no other reason than to make sure that Steve doesn't need a sedative too, though he isn't sure how much he'd need to use. He watches, too, as Steve's hand clutches Tony's the entire time, even if Bruce has to force him to relax once or twice, because Cap, you can't hold him that hard. ]
I know, I know. I'm sorry. I just- ... I can't lose them both.
it hurts so much
The shake in Tony's voice. The tears filling his eyes. The tremble in his grip. The pain in his words. ]
I know Tony. I—...know.[ His own voice breaks for the first time since the dusting. And Steve has to forcibly pull air into his lungs to keep himself from choking. He can't let Tony fall unconscious to the sight of him falling apart.
And yet, this was the only proof he would've accepted. Peter's gone. Gone. ]
We'll bring him back, Tony. [ He hears himself saying the words, and he can't help but feel surprised at how strong he sounds, even if he feels anything but. He feels small, and useless, and desperate. ] We'll bring him back together.
[ It's only when Tony's eyes close that the sobbing begins. Within seconds, his head is hung. Another few seconds, and Steve finds himself burying his face into Tony's bedsheets and his tears start to seep into the fabric. He doesn't know how long he does this for, but it's long enough that most of the team leaves to give them their space — and find their place to grieve for Peter.
Bruce stays. If for no other reason than to make sure that Steve doesn't need a sedative too, though he isn't sure how much he'd need to use. He watches, too, as Steve's hand clutches Tony's the entire time, even if Bruce has to force him to relax once or twice, because Cap, you can't hold him that hard. ]
I know, I know. I'm sorry. I just- ... I can't lose them both.
You won't. Steve. Please. You gotta trust me.