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Word Count - 1023

Fic Detail - TonySteve / Soulmate!au

Mirror Image

Tony avoided looking in mirrors. In a world that showed you your soulmate reflected back at you, he really didn't need to face being a disappointment on a daily basis. He was already messed up enough that he could set three therapists for life within a year, thank you very much.

Although… he had to admit, he wished his dad had been around to find out. Instead, he only had the pleasure of imagining him rolling in his grave.

Regardless, the point still stands that Tony avoided looking in mirrors. Thankfully, he was a technological genius, and it didn't take him long to make a camera lense sharp enough that he could use one of those to do his hair in instead.

After all, his soulmate was long dead. It wasn't like he was going to come looking for him, was it?

…

"Sir, there is a Steven Rogers at the desk, asking to see you. He says it's very important."

"Pass," Tony replied absently, the word muffled by the screwdriver in his mouth.

"Very well, Sir. Mr Fury is on the phone, and he seems rather insistent—"

"Also pass."

There was silence for a few seconds, and then a dial tone, before a screen popped up in front of Tony, displaying Nick Fury in all of his glory.

Tony pulled the screwdriver from his mouth and pointed it at the screen. "We had a discussion about you trying to hack my tech, Pirate. What did we agree?"

"This is important, Stark. I have reason to believe that Steven Rogers is on his way to the tower, and I need you to let him in and keep him safe until I can have someone pick him up."

"Uh. He's down at the desk," Tony admitted, raising his eyebrows. "I passed. So. He might not actually be there now."

Fury gave a long suffering sigh. "I'd have thought you'd have been all about meeting him. Even if it was only to dissect him."

Tony frowned. "Am I missing something? I feel like I'm missing something here, Nick."

"Steven Rogers," Fury reiterated. "As in, the original. Captain America."

"You're shitting me?" Tony asked, all the while internally losing his mind, because what the actual fuck? He was supposed to be dead.

"Just go and find him, Tony," Fury said, shaking his head and muttering to himself about problematic superheroes being a liability to his sanity.

The screen disappeared, and Tony asked J.A.R.V.I.S if Steve was still in the building. As luck would have it, he was still in the lobby, arguing about how important it was that he saw Tony.

"Good enough," Tony muttered, leaving the workshop quickly. He stepped into his private elevator, and not even a full minute later, the doors were opening onto the lobby.

"Mr Rogers," he said, stepping out.

Holy fuck, he was even hotter than he looked in the mirror, Jesus, Tony was going to have an actual heart attack, fuck!

"Tony," Rogers gasped out. "It's… it's really you!"

"In the flesh," Tony agreed. He nodded to the elevator. "I think this is a conversation that should be held privately, if you don't mind?"

Rogers followed Tony into the elevator, and as soon as the doors closed, an awkward silence fell between them. Tony was usually good with people, he prided himself on it, but he was trying his very best to not fall apart in front of his soulmate and it wasn't the easy task he'd ever faced.

J.A.R.V.I.S, faced with lack of instruction from Tony, took them to the penthouse. Tony gestured for Steve to go before him, and they found themselves standing in the living room, staring at one another.

"How did you find me? How are you even here?" Tony asked, brain hurting.

"They, uh, found me in the ice. They think it must be a… byproduct of the serum, I froze instead of died. Before… before, I thought I didn't have a soulmate. I only ever saw myself in the mirror, but when I woke up… you were there. And then Fury, I think you know him, he showed me dossiers of people for the Avenger's initiative and there you were and I didn't… I didn't really think, I just… left, because I just wanted to connect a person to a face and I came here and now I think that maybe I was hasty because you don't look so happy and—"

"Calm down, sweetheart," Tony interrupted, the pet name just sliding off his tongue without his permission. "I get it. I just… can't say I was ever expecting this day to come. When I saw you in the mirror… well. Everyone thought you were dead, you know?"

Steve softened. "I know this must be a big shock to you, I'm… I shouldn't have just shown up here. I'm sorry."

"No, no, it's fine, you're fine. If Fury wasn't so goddamn secretive, I'd have already hopped on over to SHIELD to liberate you."

"I… don't really know what to do now," Steve admitted, shuffling his foot against the floor. "I didn't really plan passed seeing you."

Tony's lips quirked up in a smile. "Well, I don't think there's any massive rush to figure it out, is there?"

"No… I guess not."

…

When SHIELD arrived to pick Steve up, he refused to go and Tony sat on the sofa, smiling serenely at Nick when the man shook his head and laughed.

"Well, if anyone can control you, it'll be him," he said, shaking his head as he gestured to the door.

"Which one of us is he talking too?" Steve asked Tony, head tilted to the side curiously.

Before Tony could reply, Fury turned back to them and smirked. "Both of you, obviously. Be good, boys. The world will need you both soon."

As the doors closed behind him, Tony shrugged and tucked himself back under Steve's arm, where he'd been before they'd been disturbed. It was almost like he was meant to be there, which…

Steve squeezed him lightly and pressed a kiss to his temple. Tony thought he probably was.

Written for:

Romance Awareness, Day 12 - The reflection in the mirror is your soulmate's reflection.

Romance Awareness, Extra - 17. Connect