It is. My OTP. I got it last, so I thought I'd post it last. So.

Ha! I love this one.

I also adore my Steve RP partner. She's great.

Current Song: Echo by Jason Walker

Current Thought: Ok. I'm done with this. The End.

Enjoy my OTP though. Also! Movie!Verse! HAHA!

Tony/Steve Rogers AKA Captain America

Tony's broken, is the thing. He is and he doesn't see the point in hiding it from the world. Doesn't like to pretend to be something he's not. He's selfish in the best of ways, selfless in the worst of ways and he's scarred in the places where no one can actually reach.

It makes him hard to love. It makes it hard for people to stay. It makes it hard for himnot to push those who cared away. It makes it hard for him to not hurt people he cares about. He eventually gets used to it. That's how it'll always go.

Until Steve.

He wants to hate Steve with all his being. Howard never shut up about the guy's perfection and his bravery and honor. Hell, if he hadn't said that it was Tony, Tony would have assumed Steve was Howard's greatest invention.

He wanted to hate him. And he did. For all of ten minutes because then the guy actually started doing hero stuff when he wasn't in hero mode and that was it.

Tony got attached, damn-it.

And then Steve started being nice to him. Taking care of him and Tony didn't even notice until Clint became a prat and pointed it out. Told them to just tie the knot already and Steve got all defensive. On Tony's part. And Tony had wanted to die.

He's a fuck up, is the problem. Steve won't stay and he knows it and it hurts because he likes Steve. Might be a little in love with him but that hurts too much to say and think because it'll be over soon. And he won't be able to let go this time. Because the stupid blond wormed his way in and hooked himself deep.

Steve's the same though, day in day out. He's considerate and watches Tony and cares about him and he says it and Tony's wound up so tight, waiting. Waiting is the worst part of it. It kills him. He can't stand it anymore.

"So?"

Steve looks at him oddly. "…so what?"

Tony grinds his teeth. "When are you going to do it?"

"Do what?"

Tony laughs bitterly. "You can't pull this with me. That's my thing."

"Tony what are you-"

"When are you going to leave?" Tony snaps. He's so sick of waiting, his heart aches with it. He wants it over. He wants it over now. He's willing to take anything Steve will give him, because he knows it'll end, and he just needs it to end now because he's hurting too much.

"What are you talking about?" Steve asks in shock.

Tony's too tired for this. "They all leave. Hell, even Pepper had to leave, I pushed her to it. I don't blame her. So, so I think it's time for you to, you know, leave…me. Leave me," he chokes out.

"…do you want me to?" Steve asks in quiet confusion.

"NO!" Tony exclaims. "Are you not listening? That's just how it goes. No one stays, no one wants to. No one can handle it, hell, I can't handle it. Leave before I hurt you too."

"No."

"Steve-"

"Tony, no. Stop it. You're not me. I don't know what the world has done to you to make you like this, so I'm sorry that this is how you feel. I'm sorry that-"

"STOP APOLOGIZING!" Tony yells. He throws something across the workshop and looks away, squeezing his eyes closed. "Stop it. None of it is your fault. Just stop. God." He looks up at Steve's wide, startled blue eyes and feels his heart wrench. "If you don't leave now, when you finally do, it's going to kill me a bit inside."

Steve walks up to him, just walks, not afraid, just wanting to help and another piece of Tony dies on the inside.

"Tony I'm not leaving, not unless you want me to, and you said you don't so I don't see why I should-"

"You can do so much better than me," Tony says, cutting him off. He goes through his mental list. "I drink too much, I talk too much, I'm an ass way too much, I'm not a good man. At all. You don't know - don't know the half of it. I don't want to be a charity case."

"Tony," Steve admonishes, horrified. "You're not-"

"Do you know something?" Tony says quietly, so that Steve has to kneel in front of him where he's sitting so he can hear. "You've been destroying me. Seriously. It's ridiculous. Everything you do just…" Tony shakes his head and Steve's hands come up to frame his face. "Wanna know something else?" he whispers.

"Tell me," Steve whispers back.

"If I tell you that I love you, you'll leave. I'll attach myself to you and you'll leave."

Heartbreak is all over Steve's face. "What makes you say that?"

"No one I've loved has ever stayed."

Steve looks away, maybe he mutters fuck, Tony can't hear well. He stands up though and Tony let's him, doesn't watch. It's going to happen and he's already trying to numb himself.

"Well?" Steve says, expectantly.

Tony's head jerks up. "What? You don't know where the door is?" He points. "Right there. Nice knowing you. No really. It wasawesome."

Steve swallows and doesn't move. "Try me," he says.

And Tony stares because this is new. No one's ever challenged him before. "What?"

"I said try me."

"At what?"

"Tell me," Steve says quietly. "Tell me what you're keeping in there," and he points at the arc reactor, but Tony knows he means his heart and that just feels like a sucker punch to the stomach because Tony doesn't actually know what to do. No one has ever done this for him before. No one.

He flounders for a minute before saying, "But-"

"Tony," Steve says. Calm. So calm.

"I-" And Tony stops, because he could be making a mistake. He could just tell Steve to leave, pretend he's alright. He's used to being alone, and maybe it's so much easier, maybe it's easier, this craziness in his head. Maybe it's easier not to be saved. Maybe it's easier to be a fool and stay alone, pass it up.

Easier, he thinks, but not better. Not what he wants.

"…I love you…" Tony says quietly, looking at his hands.

It's like getting his heart ripped out to say it, the words like ashes in his mouth, he's so desolate. In so much anguish, so confused because he shouldn't have admitted to that, has never admitted to it. Why did he just now?

Steve's on his knees again, wrapping his strong hands around Tony's and pressing their foreheads together, whispering, "God, I love you too," and then he kisses Tony.

It's soft and innocent, just a press of lips. Something clicks inside of Tony then, slides and fits into place. There's a twisting in his chest, and something ugly heals inside of him. A switch flips, come ice melts, glass and metal crack and twist, but in a good way. They weren't supposed to be there in the first place. There's a tear sliding down Tony's cheek and warm fingers wipe it away without letting go of him.

It's the first time Steve kisses Tony. It's not the last.

And by the end of it, Tony's not so broken any more.

Ok. I loved writing that. It was great. I loved writing it. i bring up issues we've had in our RP with the characters. So it has meaning, you know?

Yeah. Anyway.

I hope you enjoyed it. This is the last one.

Thanks for reading! Bye!