"After my parents-" Died. Were murdered. Complicated emotions, fuck. "He was all I had."
He helped shape Tony, guided him into fulfilling his father's legacy- while dangling booze and blow and women and men in front of him, keeping him distracted like a fucking child so he could double deal. Every betrayal, every knife that found his back? Only ever drove that first one in deeper. The only person that cut so damn deep it nearly met that one? Was Rogers. But he put all that away- this was...it was and wasn't about him. It was about them. Figuring out how to live with each other all over again in a place with none of the safety nets they took for granted back in New York.
Slumping further into Bruce, his other arm came around to hold on tight. It stung, that Bruce thought he wanted to work with Ross. That he'd let anything happen to the rest of the team- and it fucked Bruce up more than a little that Tony was put in a position where there were no other options. The long and short of it was: Shit sucked. What else was new? "Bruce, buddy- you are not the only person that kind of hoped Ross would end up dead."
His hand slid up to smooth through Bruce's hair, close cropped and he kind of missed the mess of curls, a little. A lot. "I get it. I do. It's alright, Bruce."
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He helped shape Tony, guided him into fulfilling his father's legacy- while dangling booze and blow and women and men in front of him, keeping him distracted like a fucking child so he could double deal. Every betrayal, every knife that found his back? Only ever drove that first one in deeper. The only person that cut so damn deep it nearly met that one? Was Rogers. But he put all that away- this was...it was and wasn't about him. It was about them. Figuring out how to live with each other all over again in a place with none of the safety nets they took for granted back in New York.
Slumping further into Bruce, his other arm came around to hold on tight. It stung, that Bruce thought he wanted to work with Ross. That he'd let anything happen to the rest of the team- and it fucked Bruce up more than a little that Tony was put in a position where there were no other options. The long and short of it was: Shit sucked. What else was new? "Bruce, buddy- you are not the only person that kind of hoped Ross would end up dead."
His hand slid up to smooth through Bruce's hair, close cropped and he kind of missed the mess of curls, a little. A lot. "I get it. I do. It's alright, Bruce."