No-One But You (The Mystic Consultant) - Part 2
Chapter 14:Wide-Eyed, Wrapped in Love (Part4)

Tony wasn't surprised at all to see the sea of people in front of him. He expected it and asked for it.

The people there were getting loud, and the energy within the space was getting pretty intense. Tony stepped toward what he could see a couple times. He was multitasking. As he stood toward the edge of the stage, Tony gathered some information about the rowdy crowd. Steve Rogers was toward his right…

The brunette couldn't look at him in that moment. Steve could be too sweet to look at, sometimes. Tony kept taking in all the different faces that were there, for what? For him? How cool. Tony's tongue was caught beneath his teeth for a bit too as he looked about. His teeth felt a bit sharper, sometimes.

That was Hoggoth's fault. Tony was convinced. His musical endeavor was actually just a way for him to fit some more of what Hoggoth had to offer beneath his skin. Call him crazy, but he managed to make a pretty strong bond with the fiery Vishanti entity. Tony kept that information to himself tho.

His eyes settled on Steve eventually, after he logged in all the other faces. Friends and enemies were there to see him, and then there was Steve.

Tony almost walked over too, but something caught his eye. He noticed "Zephyr" move up above him. Oh right. They had company. Tony bit his lip for a second and he let one of his songs resume.

The track always carried on without him, like energy or some sort of blood flow. Sometimes the song matched his pulse, but his nerves were currently going haywire. Tony almost said something when he could.

He looked right at Stephen Strange, for a moment. Clea's husband was there and all grown up. Tony thought about that for a sec as he watched him with his brother. Baby Victor. He didn't seem that grown up.

Tony felt like an outsider as he stood there. His eyes migrated upward and he asked the crowd a question about how they were. They seemed to like it when he spoke to them.

Such crazy shit. Tony couldn't believe it. He took in a few short breaths as he looked over at his father and mother. They seemed a bit confused or surprised. Maybe, they weren't sure what to think of his current stunt.

Tony smiled a bit. The songs just flowed somehow, from his skin. It took him years to put all the tracks together, and now the sounds just left his skin without any effort. Hoggoth had a part in it. His songs were stronger. Harsher. It was odd, but cool.

Tony felt him in that moment. He didn't realize he was glowing either. When Tony built the music, it came from a translucent suit that actually burned…

The people looking at him were witnessing that suit and hearing his soul. Tony's suit, music and soul had kind of taken on a mind of its own, and Steve Rogers never really knew what to think of it.

He was the first one to see it, years ago, and now Tony invited everyone else in. Even Steve's precious best friend got an invite. Bucky Fucking Barnes didn't go unnoticed.

Tony said something else to all the people watching, then he looked up in Bucky's direction.

His heart was almost at a stopping point, so Tony decided to wind down his little show and put it to rest. He had to cool off somewhere, at some point.

Steve watched Tony touch his own face. He traced his face with his hands a bit, but then he stopped. It was almost as if he was making sure he was still human, or something.

Chapter: END

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