Crazy=Genius

Just a Stony, Panic! At The Disco song-fic 'cause I'm trash.

You can set yourself on fire

You can set yourself on fire

Tony took another sip of his bourbon. He was sitting in what used to be the Avengers common room, visions of smiles and laughter echoed in his brain.

He was looking down at the city, the sun setting behind tall skyscrapers. The gentle breeze blowing in his face, he closed his eyes. He felt at peace for once in a long, long time. A pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist.

"They say there are two kinds of love, the kind you would kill for and the kind you would die for," Tony whispered to Steve.

Steve hummed, hand finding Tony's. "I believe that there are three kinds of love. I wouldn't die for you." Tony turned towards Steve and opened his eyes. "I would live, every day. Just for you, by your side. Every moment."

Tony smiled and grabbed Steve's hand in return, thumb stroking the silver wedding band.

Tony cursed and shook his head. No, no. Stev-he was gone. Tony shut his eyes, wanting the pain to be gone. A year, it's funny how quickly everything changed.

She said at night in my dreams
You dance on a tightrope of weird
Oh but when I wake up you're so normal that you just disappear
You're so straight like commuters with briefcases towing the line
There's no residue of a torturer inside your of eyes

Steve had once promised him, "If you need, me I'll be there." Tony needed him so, so much. It was unbearable.

Tony stared at the flip phone that had been given to him and laughed. He just laughed. The pain that he drank away, the nights he worked in his lab instead of sleeping. This phone, Steve had caused him so much pain, but yet Tony didn't want to let him go. He took a trembling hand and dialed a number he hadn't called in ages.

He had nothing to lose.

He had nothing to gain.

"Tony? Is that you?" A worried voice asked over the.

Tony's breath hitched. "You left."

"I'm sorry." Tony's heart pounded, he missed that voice.

Tony was silent.

Steve was silent.

"I loved you." Tony spat out.

"I loved you too."

"Sometimes I wonder if you ever did."

Tony heard Steve sob. "He was my friend Tony, you were so much more."

"Then why did you leave!" Tony slurred.

"I'm s-sorry."

Tony shut his eyes. "I still love you."

She said darlin' you know
How the wine plays tricks on my tongue
But you don't seem to change when you stuff all of
your feelings with drugs
Other boys, you may have dated serrated your heart with a slice
But the cut of your love never hurts baby, it's a sweet butter knife

Tony didn't let Steve respond, he took a swig of his drink and hung up.

Steve called Tony again and again. Tony didn't answer the phone, the ringing sound echoed in the silence.

Tony ran his palms over his face and grabbed the flip phone. He stared at it a second then threw it against the nearest wall."Jarvis," Tony called, voice shaky. "Mark IV."

"I would advise against this, sir."

"Jarvis!" Tony shouted.

He was engulfed in the armor, soon he took to the sky. The familiar feeling of freedom took over Tony. He laughed once again. Maybe it was psychotic to be laughing at this point in his life, but he couldn't help it. It seemed it was all ending. His reputation was trashed, the Avengers split up, he loved Steve so, so much and that was the problem.

Tony looked up at the night sky through the tiny slits in his helmet.

Maybe it was all ending, but endings are the best part.

And I said (hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius
Then I'm a fucking arsonist (hey)
I'm a rocket scientist (hey hey)
(Hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius (hey)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)
But you're never gonna burn, burn, burn (hey ay)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)

But you're never gonna learn, learn, learn hey!

*laughs* I don't know what I'm doing in life............comments and kudos are appreciated.........this was actually trash.....someone help my soul