Thirteenth Prompt
The team decides to do the Ice Bucket challenge. Steve opts out for obvious reasons. But when Tony tries to get out of it, the remaining members of the team accuse him of being jealous that Steve was getting all of the attention and tells him to stop being so selfish.
When Tony tries to get out of it again, Natasha holds him down and tells home to stop being so selfish.
The water comes down and Tony is thrown back to Afghanistan. He flounders and immediately falls into a panic attack, but the team mistakes it for sputtering.
They tell him to stop being so dramatic and such an attention hog.
He continues to panic (because, duh) and the team walks out on him, muttering about how he always kills the mood. They turn off the lights on their way out in petty spite, and leave Tony in the dark.
They soon forget about him, but the next day they come back to find him in pressed into the corner of the area (inside or out you choose) still breathing erratically, tears dried on his face.
They done messed the fuck up.
Edit: THIS HAS BEEN FILLED...By meee. The name of the fic is: It Isn’t In My Past (It’s In My Everyday). Hope you enjoy!