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Temujin "Gene" Khan ([personal profile] wrathfulkhan) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2015-02-04 08:05 pm

there will be time to murder and create; closed

Characters: Gene Khan, Tony Stark; Milyn, possibly, later.
Date: February 4th
Location: Midnight Hotel; later, Milyn's clinic
Situation: Time to return home and face FULL-LIFE CONSEQUENCES. But first...
Warnings/Rating: Talk of long-since-committed murder. Definite sappy gay bullshit. Probably boys yelling. I don't know?

And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,

Before the taking of a toast and tea.

When Tony returns to their shared room, he will find all of Gene's meager belongings carefully packed into a bag - as though he's preparing to leave, or is ready for being told to leave - and Gene himself sitting at the table, the rings on their string sitting before him, his head bowed in an attitude of contemplation.

"I need to talk to you," he says, looking up when Tony enters, his voice slightly hoarse, his face carefully blank.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-02-23 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony's grip on Gene's hand tightens as the needle slides under his skin - and then slowly starts to loosen again as the venom takes effect. It's like going under anesthesia, except slower, and Tony finds the sensation quite interesting and unsettling, for the brief period that he's lucid enough to appreciate it.

Then his eyes drift closed, and all his muscles go slack, and he's asleep.

Or, more accurately, he's... elsewhere.


---


The Makluan ship explodes, and Tony blacks out for a few seconds. When he comes to, he's lying in a crater in the street. Oh, good. Not dead.

A crowd is gathering around him, and he groans and heaves himself up off the ground. He's still woozy: everything seems foggy and distant, almost dreamlike. Which isn't terribly surprising, given that he just got exploded. He tries to ignore the feeling, because he still has work to do as Iron Man, and he can't let some minor head trauma slow him down. He feels like he's forgetting something, something about the explosion...? No, he's just imagining things. Must be the head trauma.

"Everyone can relax," he assures the crowd. "The alien menace has ended."

Surprised murmurs of "Tony Stark?" run through the crowd, and suddenly they're cheering him, not Iron Man but Tony, and Tony reaches up to touch his face and realizes that his helmet is gone.

"Oh, man." Shit. Oh, crap. So much for his secret identity.

"Well, the more, the merrier," Pepper says as she and Rhodey land - thank god, they're both okay - and before Tony can stop them, they've opened their own helmets to stand unmasked beside him.

Then Roberta and Mr. Potts are there, followed almost immediately by his dad and Fury and the rest of Team A: Black Widow, Hawkeye, and T'Challa. Everyone is safe. Everyone made it out okay.

Accolades start going around - most of them for Tony - and everyone is smiling and cheering and bursting with joyful relief. They saved the world. Not in secret, not in disguise: not anymore. Tony Stark and Patricia Potts and James Rhodes saved the world, and now everyone knows it. It's the most amazing feeling that Tony's ever experienced.

Everyone is telling him what a hero he is, thanking him for everything he's done, and Tony is giddy with the tidal wave of praise. Soon enough there are reporters, and he says a few things (he doesn't even remember what, but he's sure they were brilliant and inspiring) before Roberta and Howard and Fury get them corralled. As the adults take control of the media situation, Tony and Rhodey and Pepper take the opportunity to take to the skies again. Tony wants to do a flyover of the city, to make sure there aren't any wayward Makluan scout ships still terrorizing the streets.

Tony's high on the thrill of victory, and as they soar over the skyscrapers of New York, he feels, for the first time in a long time, like everything is going to be all right.

Then the clean-up begins.

The euphoria doesn't last long, once they get back on the ground and the scope of the destruction starts to become clear. The accolades keep coming, and Tony takes them with grace, but it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. There's not much glory or satisfaction in pulling mangled corpses out from under spaceship wreckage.

People want to interview him and get him medical attention and take him to see military and government officials, but Tony doesn't have time for any of that - not when there are still people who need help.

It's thirty hours before Tony feels like the disaster relief is organized enough for him to be able to take a break. He'd probably have kept going anyway, if it weren't for his dad threatening to, quote, 'get a presidential order' to make him go home and rest.

All the emotions he'd felt over the last two days, both good and bad, are gone by the time he shucks his armor. He's too exhausted to feel anything at all. He brain is already shutting down as he stumbles towards his bed, and as soon as his head hits the pillow, he's asleep.

---

And then he's awake.

Tony jerks, and his eyes snap open. The disorientation is intense, but brief, and the vivid immediacy of his life back home fades as his awareness returns fully to Keeliai.

The first thing he notices is that he's lying next to Gene - not on separate beds, like before, but in the same bed, tucked under the same blanket. What...?

He blinks to focus his vision and looks around the room for Milyn, but doesn't try to get up. With Gene still unconscious beside him, he's afraid to move. He doesn't know if disturbing him will disrupt the venom-induced trance and hurt Gene. And he doesn't want to hurt Gene.

He doesn't, right?

With Gene's betrayal so suddenly, painfully fresh in his mind again, he's not completely sure.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-02-25 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
While Tony's still getting his bearings, beside him, Gene stiffens and his breath catches. Is he awake now too? The tension in his body implies that he is, but his eyes are still closed. Maybe he's not moving for the same reason Tony isn't. Or maybe he doesn't want Tony to know he's awake. Maybe he doesn't want to face him, after what they've seen. Tony doesn't blame him. Not for that, anyway.

But what's done is done. There was no avoiding it, and now that it's over, they'll have to deal with the fallout.

Slowly, Tony pushes himself up on his elbows, and whispers, "Gene? Are you awake?"
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[personal profile] cherrywood 2015-03-03 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
There comes a gentle knock at the door, and Milyn gives them a full fifteen seconds following that before she pushes it open. "Welcome back," she says warmly.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-04 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Tony's silent. He doesn't know what to say to that. But after a long hesitation, he reaches out and takes Gene's hand.

The knock on the door makes him jump, and he looks up.

"Umm... Come in...?"
Edited 2015-03-04 02:04 (UTC)
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[personal profile] cherrywood 2015-03-04 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Milyn came over to the bed, bearing two folded sets of clothes; kedanese clothes, true, but the sizing was right for both of them, and it would let them change out of the clothes they'd been in for a while now.

"How are you both feeling?"
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-04 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Gene turns away from him, and Tony doesn't know what to make of that. He doesn't know what to say, what to do, how to react to the sudden change in the nature of their relationship. On some level, he'd always known that things would have to fall out this way, but now that they've actually gone through with it, he finds himself unprepared for the emotional backlash.

At least it's better than finding out he's dead.

"Fine," Tony answers Milyn, a little too quickly and a little too sharply. "How long were we out?"
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[personal profile] cherrywood 2015-03-08 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
It's hard not to miss the awkwardness broadcasting off these two like radiation, but Milyn does her best to keep things light. She tells Tony how long they were out, and hands Gene a cup of green-tinted water that smells like eucalyptus. "Here, this will settle your stomach."
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-09 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
As Milyn hands Gene the tea, Tony swings his legs out of the bed and takes the fresh clothes.

"Thanks. Is there anything... post-procedure that you need to do?" For now, it's easier to just focus on the practicalities. He and Gene need to talk, but not with Milyn around.
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[personal profile] cherrywood 2015-03-09 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
(Milyn might have added a dollop of whatever passes for kedan honey in the cup, just so it didn't taste as bad as it could have.)

At Tony's question, she nodded and retrieved a small sample kit, pulling out two swabs. "Just a quick donation," she laughed lightly, gesturing for them to open their mouths. "For testing the serum saturation," she added, just in case they were wondering what she wanted with them.

"And if you could stop by again a week from now, I'll take a second swap, and then you're all done! You'll be helping me out very much."
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-10 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Right. Sure." He dutifully opens his mouth for the swab. He's been in hospitals enough that he doesn't think anything of being poked and prodded and sampled.

Once that's done, he stands, clothes in arm, and looks uncertainly between Gene and Milyn. "I guess... I'll go change? Where's, uh, the bathroom?"
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[personal profile] cherrywood 2015-03-10 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Down the hall on the left," Milyn answered, tucking away both swabs into sanitary holders. "If you don't need me for anything else, dears, I'll be up front. Don't think I'm throwing you out though, you can stay as long as you need."

Which meant, since the boys were not looking like they wanted to be in proximity to each other at the moment, she was perfectly fine letting one of them linger as needed to ensure their going of separate ways.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-11 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks."

Tony slips out of the room to go change, and by the time he returns, Milyn has left. Now he's alone with Gene.

He closes the door behind him and stands awkwardly by the wall, hands in pockets. "How are you doing?" he asks quietly, after several long, painful seconds of silence.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-11 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Tony shrugs. "I guess it was about what I was expecting."

More accurately, it's what he could have reasonably expected, if he hadn't been mostly trying not to think about it. But, either way... he hadn't been prepared for the reality of it. For experiencing it.

And it's hard to look at the boy he's been dating, sleeping with, living with, and think, he did all that. And then he came here and did it again, and he never told you. All those promises to try harder, to get better, and the whole time he was keeping that a secret. It hurts. It feels like another betrayal, and living through the fallout of the first betrayal is only throwing this new one into starker relief.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-11 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I know." He knows how sorry Gene is, which is the only reason he'd been willing to give him a second chance at all. He's just not sure 'sorry' is enough to cut it, this time.

Hesitantly, he moves back to the bed they'd been tucked into, and sits down, halfway facing away from Gene. Closer to him physically, but no longer looking directly at him.

"Thank you. For doing this for me." He could say with me, but he knows that the only reason Gene willingly subjected himself to this was because Tony asked.
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[personal profile] highprofilerichkid 2015-03-11 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"What?" Tony looks up sharply, frowning. "No, that's not what I..." He runs his fingers through his hair. "I don't hate you, Gene. I'm just... angry that you didn't tell me about Bakura," he says, his voice breaking a little.

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