Prompt: Tony and Steve are married, they were high school sweet hearts. There's an argument, someone cheats, and it's not who everyone expects it to be.

This is actually really bad but I wanted to write this

"You cheated?"It's one of those odd, weird and rare moments were Clint Barton isn't being a sarcastic asshole like he would normally be, instead, he looks generally angry at the man he calls one of his best friends who has proceeded to break into his apartment and pass out on the sofa until found the next morning. Really, Clint shouldn't be surprised because he normally ends up with one of the two on his couch after an argument but this one is by far the biggest of all surprises.

Tony and Steve were the typical Highschool sweethearts from different lives that just seemed to sit, like a curvy, wonky jigsaw when they were together. Steve was the artist, he had a skill for drawing, designing, painting and being creative, something that made Tony swoon because he had such a skill that Tony wished he had. Tony was the engineer, the builder, he was creative, he built robots and yes, he may not think it was the best skill in the world but Steve thought it was fascinating.

They had met at the untimely event of the schools pep rally, where neither teen had an interest on the rally that was full of 'pep' - or how Tony described it; the event that was for the meat head jocks and the bimbo cheerleaders to feel as if they actually mean something other than be sex objects. Tony was bashing the crowd and Steve just happened to be sitting two rows in front and get hit up the head by Tony's water bottle which he kicked by accident.

Natasha had put it as cliché, seeing as Tony immediately asked Steve out for ice cream as a sort of apology and kind of went overboard whenever he bought an entire ice cream parlour so that they wouldn't be disturbed and could eat as much as they wanted. Steve would call it the best date he's ever had, and yeah, he didn't no a thing about Tony Stark until that day, but he didn't regret his mild concussion at all.

It was a relationship that no one thought would last, maybe it was because Steve was a Brooklyn kid with shoes that were held together with cello tape, or maybe it was because Tony was the obnoxious - but big hearted - son of Howard Stark and had people waiting to wipe his ass for him after he shit. Maybe it was because Tony was Tony and Steve was Steve, but despite all odds - and Clint Bartons bet with Phil Coulson; his then future husband - they pulled through.

All relationships get rocky at some point, Tony and Steves just happened to be by their 10th anniversary of their marriage, where the pressure of work was getting too much and the publicity was getting in their faces, ruining their lives with social media stories that they pulled from their asses.

The fights started over the simplest of things, from Tony not putting the dishes in the dish washer or Steve not turning off porch light before bed, and then it escalated to mush more, serious and violent arguments. Tony was frustrated with the company, Steve with the firm, Steve knows not to listen to the bullshit that the media pulls from their asses, but he did and he took action upon it against Tony.

"I didn't mean it."He grimaces whenever Clint harshly opens the livingroom blinds, allowing the morning sun to seek into the apartment, making the 30 year old man on the couch curl up tighter. His head was banging against his temples with a hangover that would soon enough pass, images that weren't all that clear floating around in his head as if teasing him.

"That's what they all say."Clint mutters, taking the flowers out of the vase that sat on the coffee table and pouring the water contents over the man on his couch, watching as the man sits up quickly, spluttering.

"What the fuck?!"He shouts, voice loud enough to shake the entire apartment. It was big enough for Clint and Phil, seeing as it was just the two of them and half the time neither were in the house other due to work related trips."Why did you do that?"

"Because you're an Idiot, that's why. And you've fucked up one of the best things to ever happen to you."For once, Clint was making sense in his life which struck Steve as shocked because Clint was never right about anything, it was a long running gag in their friendship group."Why, the fuck, would you cheat on Tony!"

"I-I don't know! Maybe it was because of all of the fucking tabloids accusing him of cheating, saying how he was caught with another man, or came out of a hotel room, I don't know! I was paranoid and scared!"Steve shouts, resting his face in his hands as he breathes in and out painfully deep. Everything was such a blur, but he knew what had happened and why he did it, he just hopes he hasn't fucked every up.

"If I had coffee in me right now, I would kick your god damn ass."Clint pinches the bridge of his nose. Wait until Natasha hears about this, and Phil, and Bruce and Thor, fucking hell it was going to be a friends reunion by the time everyone finds out because they will all end up back in New York to get in on the details.

"I-I need to talk to Tony, I need to patch this up with him."Steves breath his shaky as he speaks, rubbing his hands over his face, shirt and hair damp from where the water was thrown on top of him to wake him up."I love him so much,"

"Not enough not to cheat."

"You're not helping the guilt, Clint."

"I know, I'm making your feel worse. You're going to break one of my best friends heart, I won't forgive you for that."

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"Get out!"

"Tony, let me speak!"

"Go and speak to the f-Fucking whore for you want someone to speak to."Tony grabs the first thing he manages to pick up - which so happens to be a hair dryer - throwing it at Steves direction in a fit of anger. It hits Steve in the chest, making the man groan as he rubs at the sore spot, the hair dyer hitting the bedroom floor with a loud thud."I-I can't believe you!"

"Tony-"

"No, shut up."Tony snaps, tears coating his chocolate brown eyes that Steve fell in love with, it was something that never changed, even after so many years."You cheated on me, Steve. I thought you loved me, but obviously not if you're willing enough to go and fucking cheat! And why? Because you thought I was cheating on you?"

"It isn't hard not to think that you are with the amount of people saying that you are. Oh look at this, 'Tony Stark spotted with a mystery man', 'Tony Stark spotted with a new man at a party', 'Tony Stark emerges from Hotel with new man on his arm'."

"Did you ever ask me?"Tony stresses, feeling his heart hurt in his chest. He knows the struggle of being in the Limelight, to be the centre of theories and rumours and Steve was use to it to, and for it only now to kick in and effect a relationship that has been going front for 24 years, was unbelievably heart breaking."Did you even ask me if I was cheating? Did you?"

"No-"

"Exactly! You didn't even ask to see if it was true or not!"Tony ends up shouting louder just so he can be heard over Steves louder voice."If you trust me that much, if you love me that much, you would've known that I did not cheat at all, because I'm faithful to the people that I love and care about. It's a pity I can't say you care or love me anymore."

"T-Tony, babe, I love you so much-"

"Ha! Funny fucking way of putting it, Steve."Tony scoffs, letting the tears all down his cheeks as he stands, his arms folded over his chest as he sniffles."I want you out of the house. Stay with a friend, go back to Brooklyn, go whenever, just get away from me."

I'm making a part 2, hold on