GUYS!!! I NEED HELP!!!

Do y'all know any good stony fanfics with A N G S T, I have not found any stony fanfics with angst and it hurts my soul and for those who don't know what stony is.

It's a ship between captain America and iron man.

Lances pov

I sit in front of the pod waiting for the damn thing to open.

Keith was shot in the last battle and now I wait in anticipation for it to open. It's only been two hours but it feels like eternity. Soon the glass slides open and I quickly get to my feet and catch the boy before he smacks into the floor.

I feel my face flush and my pulse dramatically speed up.

"Y-you okay?"I ask the boy before me. I hear footsteps behind me but refuse to turn to face them.

"I'm good"he replys, with the upmost ease in his words.

"Lance your gay is showing!"I hear pidges voice shout.

"Shut up pidge."I say not denying the fact, Keith looks up at me with a puzzles look on his face, his body still in my arms but soon everything connects.....

Let me tell you how I know how he connected it.

His brows ruffled, his bottom eyelids lifted up, and his mouth shapes itself into an upside down orange slice.

A look of disgust.

He looked at me with disgust.

Then he pushed himself out of my arms and backed away from me.

"Wait are you seriously a fag?!"he questions, I feel my stomach drop from the weight of the new cement in it.

"N-no, of course not. I-I'm a ladies man."I say trying to put on my most confident grin. This is why I only flirt with girls, this is why I hide my feelings for men, I was afraid of this.

I glance over at pidge who has a shocked look on her face.

"Why don't you go pidge, I'll catch up with you later"I say excusing her from the room. She looks at me and then Keith her mouth agape still.

"But lance d-"she starts but I give her a stern look and she walks out of the room stiffly. I turn back to Keith and give one of my best smiles.

"She was just joking"I say trying to keep Keith from hating me. He gives a firm nod but walks out the room with a still skeptical look on his face.

I sigh after he goes and feels tears well up in my eyes.

H-he doesn't love me, he hates me, he thinks I'm disgusting, they all think I'm disgusting.

I feel my breathing speed up and I crash backwards into a feeling pod, I grip it trying to hold myself up but soon I fall to my knees, the words starts to get fuzzy and my head feels like it's being filled with helium and would fly away at any moment.

Soon I hear a muffled voice, I can't hear the words, then....they touch me.

I try to gasp out and scream but I can't, I don't have enough air, im so scared what if they hurt me. As there hand continues to rest on my back my breathing spreads up as I think of every horrible scenario this could lead to and soon...

I don't have to think anything at all...

And it's the best feeling I've ever felt.

I make a lot of angst, maybe sometime I should make a fluff.