Hi! Thanks for clicking on my story! Honestly, I don't think I'll continue it after the first chapter..but..Enjoy anyways!
Steve awoke feeling, to put it into terms, lousy. He had a headache that pounded through his skull in time with his heartbeat. He sat up in his bead slowly, wincing at the nausea it gave him. He stood up dizzily and steadied himself on the nightstand. Once his head stopped spinning, he stumbled over to his bathroom. Reaching for his toothbrush, Steve caught a glance of himself in the mirror. The image was scrawny, and Steve did a double take. His mouth gaped open with surprise. In the mirror stood a reflection on himself. His true self. Before the serum had changed his body. Steve stared at the image, still not quite comprehending what had happened. He raised his hand, and so did the reflection. "No.." he moaned and crashed back into his bed. There he stayed for a good forty five minutes shaking and holding his knees up to his chest. He stared at the door. Tony! he remembered, Tony can fix me. With that, he arose uncertainly and lurched towards the hallway. Once at Tony's door, he stopped hesitantly. He knocked on the door and herd a groan from inside. Taking that as his cue to enter, Steve entered warily. Tony lay on his bed, in striped boxers with his arms and legs spread out across the whole bed. "Tony?" Steve prompted. He heard a muffled reply from the sleeping figure. "Tony?"
Steve hesitantly tiptoed over to Tony, and poked him.
"What the hell, Steve?!" growled Tony turning to face him. Steve jumped back into the shadows, but not before Tony got an eyeful. His eyes widened, then Tony Stark started to laugh. And not just a few giggles, but full out guffaws.
"Tony! For God's sake, this isn't funny!" said Steve his cheeks burning, "The serum must've wore off."
Tony tried to compose himself, but every time he got a glimpse at Steve's scrawny body, he burst out again. Steve sighed and stood in shame.
Well, I do hope you liked it! I could write another chapter..if you guys insist... LoL