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It’s been a week since the Avengers came home. So far everything's been normal or as normal as they can be. Bruce and Thor who were in space this whole time, finally came home, and can most likely feel the obvious tension, well at least Bruce can for the most part. Clint was kicked out of the house by Laura, something about being mad still, he left for retirement. Natashas tried to talk to me on more than one occasion but I've been able to avoid her, or get lost in the crowd of dinner. Pietro, and Wanda mostly stay to themselves or you can catch Wanda trying to talk to Vision, who surprisingly hasn't given into her apologies, Pietro is usually seen messing around with Peter and Harley when they're around. James, took up cooking dinner, every night, Steve wrapped around him, like he's his lifeline, both being annoyingly domestic.
Not that I'm jealous or anything. I have no right to. Yeah no definitely not. Yep!
I do my best to be civil with them, to not let my own personal vendetta get in the way, especially Wanda and Pietro, who have a whole bunch of issues caused by me. Or James who i don't like, for well you know killing my mom, but that was the “Winter Soldier” who was brainwashed not James. But it's still too much to be around him and not see my mom dying by his hand, even if those harsh reminders are being replaced with Steve holding him, kissing him, loving him.
Not that I can even blame Steve, really he was trying to help James, I mean yeah it felt like a huge betrayal and it hurt even 10xs more because I loved him so it felt like a total breakup. Even if we weren't dating, then they come back, and James seems to be better then how he was before or for the most he is, you can sometimes see him twitch, if someone's too loud, or when he feels threatened
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Its been a few day, maybe hours since i came down to my lab, told Friday to tell me if anyone is at the door or on my floor, but so far everyone has left me alone, and surprisingly the space duo, hasn't asked questions either, which thankfully they didn't because I don't think i have the heart or energy to explain anything about that day in Siberia, or the accords itself. Which isn't even done being negotiated, meaning that's even more stuff I'm stressed about, but it'll be okay, I'm Anthony ‘Tony’ Edward Stark, Iron Man, one of the richest dudes in America, I’ll be fine.
“Sir, there appears to be someone asking for entry to your lab” Friday asked, startling me out of my train of thoughts.
“Who would be down here at.... 3 in the morning?” I asked, looking at my discarded watch lying somewhere on my work bench.
“It seems to be James Buchanan Barnes, and Steven Grant Rogers, and if i may add James seems to be in immense pain in his right arm”
“ uh sure they can come in” I quickly swiped off all the things I was working on, that I didn't want them to know nor see.
Steve’s holding onto Bucky's waist as they walk over to me.
“What gives me the honor of seeing you two, so late”
“Well, I was wondering if you could have a look at his arm, it's been bothering him” Steve asked, helping Buck to sit at a spare stool that normally Peter or Harley sat at. I wanted to say no, to be petty, and turn them away to be me-
“You don't have to, I understand if you didn't want to, I just figured I'd ask you, since this is where you rule at,” James said, interrupting my thoughts.
“Hmm, well you're right James, this is where I rule, I can do you the favor of looking at it, but I can do you one better, I can make you a completely new one, one that's lighter, easier to move but also is just as strong.” I said looking at his held out arm, to see what I was working with.
“Really! You would, thank you so much, that would be amazing, what do you need for it” Steve was probably the most excited out of the three of us.
“ Do you really think I would ask for something in exchange, how shelfish do you think i am”
“Tony, its not that i just dont think you should this big of a favor for free especially after everything”
“After what, he killed my parents and you didn't tell me, look I already told you I'm over it, I wouldn't have let any of you guys move into my personal tower, or make a personalized floor just for each of you if I was still upset.”
Before they could say anything he moved on to the next topic at hand, or well his arm more like.
“Now this might be uncomfortable, but I'm going to have to take it off to see what i'm working with underneath, but if you want Steve can do that”
“Can Steve do it, he's the only one I've let do it “
“No problem, but while he's doing that look at these blueprints I've mocked up”
“Wait, you made blueprints already?”
“Yeah, I was going to ask anyway, if I could make you a new arm, because if you're going to live under my roof you're going to be taken care of”
I was fiddling with my pen, nervous for what he'd say.
“Oh wow Tony, thank you so much”
“No, problem James, now lets see this baby” I had to put my glasses on to see better.
“ I didn't know you wore glasses Tones”
“Yeah, well you don't know a lot of things about me”
“I wasn't trying to say anything bad, I was just trying to say it looks nice on you.”
Omg omg omg he just said I look nice with glasses on. I could feel the blush coming on.
“Oh, well thank you, and it seems it's connected to your nervous system, so I'm going to make this joint component here different it'll be attached to your nervous system, but you'll be able to take your arm off by yourself, and easiest, but I'm going to getting help from my interns Peter and Harley”
“Whose peter and harley?” That's right no has met them yet, apart from vision Rhodey, Pepper, and Happy who drives them around.
“Oh no one you need to know right now, but take these with you and read them over, so if you have questions or requests, you can report back to me later today, and you can meet my interns so you know who is working on your arm.”
“Are you staying down here of are you going to bed also”
“I have more work to do ill sleep later”
“How long have you been up” Steve asked with that soft voice, and gentle eyes, he knew would get me to fold, but not this time.
“That's not important, now shoo your 2 growing boys, or well men, go sleep”
“Ms.Friday how long has tone been awake for”
“Don't you dare Answer that”
“Sorry mr.Stever Rogers, I am not allowed to discuss Mr. Stark's Health with anyone unless giving permission.”
“Fine, but promise to sleep soon”
“Mhm” I turned back to my work at hand looking over James' old arm, to see the different components.
I heard the door close behind them and whisper conversations as they left.