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13drabbles's gamma theme. Title is taken from Echo by Jason Walker.
Title: would take a whisper
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Steve/Tony
Prompt: 11. power
Words: 230 words
would take a whisper
The hospital room was full of the hum of machines and the steady beeping of the heart monitor. At least the chairs in the actual room were a little more comfortable than the ones out in the waiting room. Steve settled himself down in one at Tony's bedside.
Tony himself was hooked up to so many tubes and machines that Steve didn't know the name of, much less their precise function. Amongst all the machinery and tubing, Tony looked surprisingly small and vulnerable. It was different than the times down in his lab, surrounded by machines with the arc reactor glowing brightly at the centre of his chest.
The arc reactor itself was still a calm and steadying glow, but there was none of that seemingly endless energy coming from Tony. He was too still, too quiet, and Steve found it completely unnerving; he was so used to a Tony who was always talking, the constant noise and blaring music. The quiet was unsettling and unnatural.
Running his hand through his hair, Steve took a small amount of comfort in the fact that at least the arc reactor still had power. The only thing that he could do now was wait and hope and pray that Tony would pull through.
That was the only thing left he had to cling to. There was nothing he could do. Steve had never before felt so powerless.
FIN.
13drabbles's gamma theme. Title is taken from Echo by Jason Walker.Title: would take a whisper
Fandom: The Avengers
Pairing: Steve/Tony
Prompt: 11. power
Words: 230 words
The hospital room was full of the hum of machines and the steady beeping of the heart monitor. At least the chairs in the actual room were a little more comfortable than the ones out in the waiting room. Steve settled himself down in one at Tony's bedside.
Tony himself was hooked up to so many tubes and machines that Steve didn't know the name of, much less their precise function. Amongst all the machinery and tubing, Tony looked surprisingly small and vulnerable. It was different than the times down in his lab, surrounded by machines with the arc reactor glowing brightly at the centre of his chest.
The arc reactor itself was still a calm and steadying glow, but there was none of that seemingly endless energy coming from Tony. He was too still, too quiet, and Steve found it completely unnerving; he was so used to a Tony who was always talking, the constant noise and blaring music. The quiet was unsettling and unnatural.
Running his hand through his hair, Steve took a small amount of comfort in the fact that at least the arc reactor still had power. The only thing that he could do now was wait and hope and pray that Tony would pull through.
That was the only thing left he had to cling to. There was nothing he could do. Steve had never before felt so powerless.
FIN.