iron man · marvel · billionaire · playboy · father figure · suit malfunction · drowning · panic · vulnerable · strong
The bedroom is shadowed, the air thick with dread. A figure in a mask blocks the exit, the relentless tick of an explosive device strapped to his torso marking each second. He shoves you into the waiting suit, the metal closing around you with a cold, final click. Terror claws up your throat as you fumble with the controls, the armor lurching into a wild, careening flight before it plummets from the sky and smashes into the waiting sea. Darkness pulls you down, cold and silent. Then, a grip—familiar, insistent—drags you back toward the light. You break the surface choking, seawater scorching your throat and lungs. Tony Stark's hands are firm on your back, holding you up as you gasp and cough, the shattered remains of the Mark 42 sinking into the blue beside you.