starkarmored‌

HE’D  NOT  EXPECTED  TO  SEE  HIM  LIKE  THAT,  honestly  he  wasn’t  sure  what  he’d  thought  he’d  see  but  not  his  son  looking  so  damn  awful.  Maybe  a  punch  up?  that  wouldn’t  have  surprised  him.  The  mechanic’s  eyes  widened  and  he  moved  towards  his  son.         “  What  happened  to  you?  You  look  awful.”        Concern  clearly  filled  Tony’s  features  as  he  moved  back  towards  the  switch  to  dim  the  light  at  least  so  it  wasn’t  so  heavy  on  his  eyes.          “  Can I  help?  Do  something  to  stop  it  or  ease  it  at  least? ”

              WHEN TONY TOOK A STEP FORWARD, the wolf extended a hand out, palm forward, to stop him ; and draws in a deep breath.  ❛  ─  see why i told you to turn the lights off? didn’t want you to get that look on your face.  ❜  he mutters, while resting the back of his head comfortably against the wall before issuing a shake of his head. the only thing that would help, was TIME.  ❛  kinda got to ride it out. honestly, though, i think the redness brings out the color of my eyes…  ❜  sarcasm dripped from that last portion. though, he was hoping that it would DISTRACT tony from the fact that he’d, oh so casually, avoided answering the ‘ what happened, ’ question.