I need to read this fic… it’s like an episode of Avengers Assemble
“You see Captain while I have learned well where Tony Stark’s heart lies where yours rests is of far more interest to me. Imagine my surprise to see it rest on such…unworthy shoulders.”
“Tony we’re going to get out of this.” Steve reassures not listening to Skull.
The man in question, attached to a metal bed frame of all things winces when Red Skull backhands Steve for his attempt to reassure him. Tony isn’t reassured in the least. Having his friends come for him is a nice surprise, but seeing Cap being led in because of him is like the reactor being replaced with a hunk of lead. Heavy and unkind in his chest.
Tony hadn’t gone in completely unprepared to fight his way out. But he hadn’t planned on company.
And Skull has that pistol pointed at Steve the entire while making Tony’s hair stand on end. Their lives are filled with danger but the Red Skull is personal where Steve is concerned. There is no a doubt in his mind he will take things just as far as he can to dig the knife in.
“Reassuring.” Tony sounds far more nonplused than he feels.
Steve’s lip twitch into the beginnings of a smile only for Skull to backhand him. Real sportsman like of him.
“Hey!” Tony hears himself shouting. Anything to get the attention off of Steve.
The guards holding Steve turns to look and Red Skull even turns his attention to him as well.
His pulse fluttering in his throat Tony steels himself. “Yeah you ugly. Look at that face.”
It’s a matter of pride for Skull and Tony can play on pride any day. Every day. Tony’s never been so thankful for Clint’s caustic mouth but for moments like these. Because Tony has practice in spades with true contenders for it.
“You should know your betters Herr Stark.” Skull says and begins to turn toward Steve once more, pistol raised.
The German coming out means Tony is pressing on his nerves just right. “Better?” Tony forces himself to laugh from the gut, loud and forceful. Pretends at mirth he doesn’t feel and wears a layer of confidence like the armor he doesn’t have.
Skull’s smile is an ugly, frightening thing.
The relief that swoops through Tony when he hears the pitch of the armor coming makes him tilt his head.
“I’ve got better things to be doing with my time. And I plan to do that. Starting…now.” The gauntlet smashes through the glass and wraps around Tony’s arm. Retraint snapped in the way of the gold-titamuim shell. “And you’ve got something of mine.”
really feelin that (fake) engagement AU aesthetic so consider the following:
- i hate commitment but my dad’s dying wish is to see me get married and you’re an old family friend i ran into at the airport on my way to visit him so hey let’s get engaged
- we’re only engaged to get our parents off our backs and you’re in love with somebody else so feel free to hook up with them idc i’m not jealous (yes i am)
- i proposed to you as a joke but my mom (who’s been wanting me to settle down) thought it was serious and we’re kind of going along with it until we can break it to her gently
- our parents are forcing us into an arranged marriage and we hate each other but now i’m in love with you and i don’t think it’s mutual
- we were both drunk when you proposed to me and i accidentally posted about it across social media so now we’re hungover and trying to figure out this mess bc we’re not even dating
- you need a plus-one for your brother’s wedding so i’m going as a favor but there’s been a misunderstanding and now your whole family thinks we’re engaged
- you broke off your engagement with your long-time boyfriend/girlfriend who you were supposed to bring home to meet your family so now you need me to pretend to be them