my little robot
Titia Fujoshimy little robot
Titia Fujoshimy little robot
Tony was facing yet another Mother's Day where the lack of Maria was his biggest enemy until a madman threatened New York and brought back to Iron Man feelings that had been kept to the surface for so long... [. ..] It was around two in the morning, the sun was still far from coming out, but the strong whiskey was already being tasted straight from the bottle by the playboy who had red eyes. Tony Stark could boast of being Iron Man and having the arc reactor instead of his heart, but it was that day inside those four walls that were his tower that he sank into the sorrows of the past, the brunette missed so much his mother who was surprised that she hadn't done something crazy yet.[...] I know the synopsis sucks but give it a chance to fic later I'll see if I can fix the synopsis. Note is also posted on Spirit
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