Swearing was a common occurrence in your home. Both you and your husband, Tony, had foul mouths and used more swear words than the average person but when you heard screamed swear words, you knew that they weren't the normal kind to hear in your home. You discarded whatever you had been doing and rushed to the kitchen where you hear Tony swearing.

When you ran into the kitchen, you half expected to find the whole kitchen aflame or that he'd cut off a hand but nothing nearly as deserving of the language used had happened. On the floor was a broken mug and Tony stood over it, clutching his hand.

"What happened?" You asked, making your way to him without stepping into the broken ceramic.

With a reddened, annoyed face, Tony held out his hand, cradled in the other, to you to see what damage had been done beyond the broken mug on the floor. On his palm was a smudge of red smeared from a cut no more than a centimetre in length. You went to take his hand to look at it clearer, but he flinched from the touch and swore under his breath.

"Stop being dramatic, it's only a tiny cut," you berated.

You took a step away from him, going over to the cabinet that had the first aid kit in so that you could clean and patch up the damage and then tidy up the broken mug on the floor.

He swore again under his breath as he looked up at you. "Sorry, I'm more pissed that I broke my favourite mug than anything."

"It's just a mug, we can get a new one," you said softly. "I remember where I bought you that one and I'll go get you a new one tomorrow, just be glad you didn't cut yourself any worse."

"Thanks."

Although he was grateful for you getting him a new one, he did like throwing himself a pity party when he could.

You grabbed an alcohol wipe from the first aid kit and took his hand, not letting him argue. As soon as you touched the cut with the wipe, he wailed like an injured child.

"Were you like this getting the arc reactor?" You questioned.

"This hurts worse," he pouted.

You rolled your eyes at him as you continued to clean up the cut and put a bandage around his hand as you knew that he would continue to work without care of getting stuff in the cut and would end up losing his hand to infection if you didn't patch it up more than necessary. You pressed a gentle kiss on the bandage, receiving a thank you from Tony before you offered to help him tidy up the mess.

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Written by Charlotte.