Okay, so this won't have much Starker in it at all, it probably won't even feature Starker. This is just Tony having a breakdown, reaching the end of his line. So this is gonna be emotional. Strap your seatbelts and get ready for a shitty ride, my friends. 

One minute he was sitting at his worktable, the next he was on the floor. It was cold down here, but somehow, he just couldn't get up. 

Everything hurt. Why couldn't he breathe? He felt the pure saltiness of his tears flowing down his face, tasting every single bitter tear. Filled with stress, anger and frustration. He tried calling for FRIDAY, but his voice wouldn't work. 

Tony felt himself succumbing into the dark, into his fears, into his mind but there was no one here. No one here to stop him, no one here to hold him, no one here to love him.

Breathing was getting harder by the minute. This was all his stupid fault - why did he bottle this up, oh God, it was coming back to bite him in the ass...

He heard FRIDAY's voice penetrate the fear. "Boss, you have an elevated heartbeat, and blood pressure is running high. Do you want me to call someone for help?" was all he heard. He tried to reply, but nothing came out. Nodded. 

But, of course, AI's couldn't see that. He heaved the oxygen through his lungs, it wasn't working...black spots filled the corners of his vision. 

It didn't matter anyway. The black fog darted around his consiousness, and with a sob, the great Tony Stark fell. Fell into the darkness, fell unconsious.

After all, he was Tony Stark. Always had to look strong, always breaking inside. But no one would care about Tony Stark, would they...otherwise they'd be here.

He was a legend, a legend to be forgotten, to be unloved. How could anyone love you, when you hated everything you were so desperately?

How?

The reason why I focused on Tony here is because in all the other Starker fics, it's always Peter that breaks. But, personally, I think that Tony also has a valid reason to break, so this is his story. It also doesn't make much sense...but when you're having a breakdown, nothing makes much sense in your head, does it?