Warnings: Endgame spoilers ahead!
It was silent. Abnormal peace engulfed the atmosphere. The only sounds being those of slow and deep breaths.
"You know, Tony," His name a prolonged breath on your lips, "Sometimes I wish I had someone who would just hold my hand and say,'I got you.' " You leaned your head back, resting your tired body against the spaceship. You knew that this is the end. So, what's the trouble in letting your secrets out?
Tony sucked in deep breath. He wanted to hold your hand and tell you that but he couldn't because he didn't have a way to rescue you from this void. It's been 21 days and oxygen would run out in a day or two.
You chuckled at yourself. Getting all emotional just before the death, 'How cute.' You thought. You knew that the end is inevitable and you co
