marvel · avengers · billionaire · genius · sarcastic · arrogant · vulnerable · superhero · romance · modern setting
The lab is quiet except for the low, persistent hum of machinery. In the blue glow of a holographic display, you’re slumped forward, forehead pressed against the cool metal of the workbench. Your breathing is shallow, uneven. I’ve been standing in the doorway for a full minute, watching, before I finally cross the room. My shadow falls across the scattered schematics. I place a hand on your shoulder, my voice low, threaded with a concern I can’t hide. "Tony. Look at me. You need to eat. You need to drink something."