A/N Review, Favorite, and Follow! Warning: Language. c:
Previously: Before anyone could stop him Tony had Fury on the ground, straddling him as he threw rough punches to his dark jaw.
Tony hit as hard as he could. He could beat this mother fucker to death but he wouldn't; he couldn't let himself go that far, but he could give him a nice, swollen face to go along with that eye-patch. To say the least, the son of a bitch wasn't going to smirk for awhile. He hit his face another five times before he felt strong arms wrapping around his tense bicep. He smacked whoever was trying to grab him roughly, causing Steve to hiss in pain and hold his now-broken nose. Steve wiped the blood roughly, causing his bare arm to streak with crimson. Tony went for Fury's abdomen, bruising various organs with sharp, crisp blows. He wasn't going to break any bones, he wasn't going to cause any internal bleeding, but he was going to get revenge; so far it was working just fine.
Steve regained his balance, frowning as he felt the familiar vibration in his nostril, indicating to him that his nose was healing quite quickly. He grabbed Tony's arm reluctantly, he would give Fury a beating too, if it wouldn't kill the older man in the process. He finally gained a strong grip on the shorter man's arm, pulling him away from Fury, who was wiping his own bloody nose. Tony snarled wildly, his teeth clinched in pure, unadulterated rage. He didn't even spare a glance, his cold eyes set on Fury, who was slowly getting up. Tony bucked against his arms, trying to get free to no avail. Steve whispered various mantras; most of them consisting of 'shush' and 'calm down'. Tony wouldn't shake out of his furious state though, his body trembling with pent-up anger. Fury stood and sat down in his chair with an annoyed huff. He wiped his bloody nose on his leather blazer, causing the black material to glisten in the light. The team ignored him, placing their attention on Tony, who was looking worse and worse each minute. Bruce placed his calloused hands on the sides of Tony's cheeks, causing Tony to growl. Bruce fought the flinch that threatened to show, never hearing his friend so vicious.
"Tony? I know you're angry, but you need to calm down, you're going to hurt yourself." Bruce declared softly, his brown eyes bearing into Tony's chocolate orbs. Tony was staring at Fury, barely glancing up to look at Bruce.
"The fucking ass hat…he deserves a lot more than that." Tony muttered softly, his lips still stuck in that terrifying scowl. Bruce nodded in understanding, refusing to listen to the other guy's agreeing roar. Tony finally met his slightly-green eyes and frowned.
"Le'me go and I'll beat his old, saggy ass, no need to get the other guy all riled up." Tony said honestly, his scowl deepening if that was even possible. Bruce shook his head, not wanting to admit that he was hesitant as he did so. In the back of his growl-riddled mind he wanted Steve to let Tony go, but the calmer side of him – the side he worked hard to protect – told him it wasn't right, no matter how bad Fury fucked up. Clint stepped in front of Tony, his eyes cold and understanding.
"Look, I know how hard thi-"Tony growled roughly.
"No you don't Barton, I've known the man since I was fucking ten, you don't know." Tony muttered softly, his eyes boring into Fury, who refused to meet his gaze. Clint's eyes widened and he looked at Phil – who was behind Steve – for reassurance. Phil nodded grimly and Clint growled, much like Tony did previously. Natasha stepped in, her movements fluid, unlike the rest of the team who were tense as hell.
"Look, I know you must have a deeper relationship with Phil than we could've ever guessed…but that doesn't give you the right to beat Fury senseless. I want to, trust me, but I can't. He's my boss and he's pertinent to the survival of Earth. Revenge is far less trivial than the lives of innocent civilians Tony. He's an ass but he's not worth it, no matter how much I wish he was…" She declared gently, her eyes shooting between Tony and Fury thoughtfully. Tony nodded with a grunt and shrugged off Steve, who decided that Tony's rage-induced-trembles were less frequent; and let go. Natasha blocked Tony's view of Fury, hoping the shorter man wouldn't go wild like the last time. Tony turned towards Phil, who was standing in the same spot, pale but alive. Tony grinned softly, running a shaking hand through his hair nervously. He bounded towards him, wrapping his arms and legs around the older man. Phil stayed steady, huffing out a mildly-hysterical laugh as he clutched onto Tony, both of them desperate for contact.
Tony clenched his bloody fingers into Phil's collar, needing to know that he was here, that this wasn't a sleep-deprived allusion. He stayed silent so he could listen to the beating heart of one of his oldest friends. Smiling against the man in question's neck as he heard the rhythmic pound. He smelled in Phil, who always gave off the slight aroma of fresh pine, Old Spice, and cucumbers. It was an odd combination that he had missed so badly, he had almost gone to the store to buy a stick of Old Spice on a desperate day. He felt the warm body heat that Phil gave off, and the pale skin that conducted the warmth. He heard the calm, deep breaths in his ear, gently blowing past his slick hair and into the cold room. He grasped on even tighter, tears prickling his eyes.
Phil watched as Tony launched at him, the man's eyes conveying every emotion possible; love, happiness, anger, and most of all, relief. Phil grabbed onto the younger man, his hands clenching around Tony's silk suit in a desperate attempt to calm the frantic man and himself, who was equally happy. He felt Tony's shoes dig into his lower back and paid no mind as he concentrated on his best friend. He stayed still as slight tremors racked the younger man's body. He listened to the minute hum of the reactor, feeling it vibrate his own chest as it continued to keep his friend alive. He basked in his friend's constant fragrance that consisted of a non-descript cologne, vanilla, and car oil. It was the closest thing to home he could've ever hoped to find and he made sure to take deep breaths, enjoying it for as long as he could. He felt tears push past his stone-hard defenses. Damn Tony and his lonely puppy dog eyes.
"I missed you man." Tony muttered in his ear, oblivious to the team who were watching in fascination. Phil nodded against his neck and cleared his throat, causing Tony to wince as the loud noise met his ear drums.
"Me too Tony." Phil said softly, his voice as genuine as the team's ever heard. Tony squeezed him once more before pulling his neck back to look Phil in the eye, still clinging to him like a flee. He grinned softly, his eyes shining in the sterile, fluorescent lights above.
"You wanna go get burgers?" He asked softly, emitting a slight chuckle from the man he was perched upon. Phil shrugged; lifting Tony's conjoined arms in the process.
"Why not?" He asked his eyebrow quirked in consideration. Tony nodded and the duo walked off silently, the entire team staring as they made their way to the elevator. Various agents watched as Fury's second hand man made their way outside – Tony Stark wrapped around him like a scarf.
The press had a field day, most of them claiming that Tony was a human/koala hybrid, and demanding genetic tests; the other half claiming that Tony Stark had a human enslaved. Twenty-thousand new fanfics were published in one week, all of them shipping this mysterious man and Tony Stark. Hell, even Phil's agents were writing them, some of them jokingly, others completely serious. He didn't know which scared him more…
Tony basked in the attention, claiming that he and his human tree were together. Tony went as far as the Today Show, reading a random fanfic in his best melodramatic voice on live TV, ordering Jarvis to stream it through to SHIELD. Phil watched on in horror, as Tony read, wiping his eyes for dramatic effect and then promptly dedicating the story to P – "His *sniffle* eternal lover."
A/N This was stupid but I published it anyway. I didn't want a very dramatic story so I let it fly off into a fluff cloud during the end. Review, Favorite, and Follow! c: