Stark General [Steve Rogers X Reader]

Stark General was founded by Anthony E. Stark after he declined his father’s offer to take over his multimillion weapon manufacturing company. Tony decided to spend most of his funds in opening a much needed general hospital in New York. His staff was the best of the best with highly trained police officers on duty within the hospital 24/7.

And the best part, he worked with all his friends. Now Tony didn’t know anything about first aid, Pepper was skilled at popping motrin when dealing with him, but his friends, they were the experts.

(Name) (Last Name) graduated cum laude next to Natasha Romanoff at her nursing school. Tony came across them when he had a panic attack of his own in the middle of a Caribou. Natasha kindly cleared people away from him while (Name) instructed him on how to work through it. He offered them a job on the spot.

Carol Danvers has been the 6th floor receptionist for as long as Tony could remember. She’s a lifelong friend, her and Pepper get massages together.

Then there are his group of police officers that keep the building safe. Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, and Sam Wilson. Steve used to be a lanky little thing, Tony never believed it until Bucky flashed a picture in his face. A picture Steve tackled him for. All three of them are big guys, they’ve got good height on Tony, and tease him endlessly for it. (They do shut up quick when Tony threatens to make their hours longer.)

The whole group has a tradition of going out for drinks on Saturdays. They are a tiny little group of misfits, but Tony loves them all the same.

“ATTENTION, CODE YELLOW, THIS IS NOT A DRILL, CODE YELLOW.”

Papers flews up into the air as Steve and (Name) dashed past Tony and towards the stairs. “Morning.” Tony mumbled into his coffee cup as he strode up to Carol at her desk. “What is it?”

Carol glared at him. “You opened this place, Tony, you should really familiarize yourself with the codes. It’s a code yellow, missing patient.”

Tony hummed and leaned his hip against the edge, sipping at his coffee. “So did Steve follow (Name) because of that, or because of him being a puppy?” He asked. Carol chuckled. “Because of the patient. It’s most likely someone wandering out of bed again, but if Steve and (Name) can’t find him, then it’ll turn into a code pink, and Bucky will have to call a whole squad in.”

“And you expect me to know what pink is because…?”

He got a wad of post-it notes to the face for the comment.  

“Here.” Carol said, handing over a laminated sheet with all the hospital codes on it. Tony scanned it over. “Code black. Bomb threat? That’s a thing?”

“Of course it is, Tony.” Carol sighed.

“What about code grey. Loss of essential services, what’s that?”

“Didn’t you go to MIT?”

“I’ll fire you.”

Carol snatched the paper back. “This place wouldn’t last a day. It means if we ran out of any type of medicine or if (Name) and Natasha got kidnapped, ‘cause let’s face it, they lift all the weight around here.”

“Uhm, Rogers and Barnes would lose their goddamn minds.” Tony smirked. Everyone knew that Rogers had the hots for (Last Name) and Barnes and Romanoff were dating. It was always a topic of the weekly gossip around here. “Shhh.” Carol snapped quickly. “They’re approaching on your 6.”

Tony spun around to find (Name) and Steve walking towards him. (Name) offered him a quick smile. “Hey, what are you doing here so early?” Steve asked, clapping him on the shoulder. “Pepper sent me to get some crap from Carol.” Tony explained, watching as (Name) reached over Carol’s desk and grabbed a clipboard, marking something off on it.

“It’s not crap, Tony, it’s important. Here you go.” Carol placed the thick envelope on the desk, which Tony picked up gratefully.

“Hey losers.”

Everyone turned to see Natasha sauntering up to the desk. (Name) grinned at her. “What took you so long?”

“Had a code blue, turned out to be that teenage boy, you know the one with the broken leg? Well, I flew in there and guess what?”

(Name) slammed her fist on the desk, startling Steve and Tony. “Again?” She gasped as she began to laugh, head thrown back. “3rd time this week.” Natasha said with a roll of her eyes. “What was it?” Steve asked curiously.

“He was masturbating. It makes the heart monitor go crazy.” Carol said bluntly, flipping lazily through a records book.

Tony watched as Steve blushed brightly. He couldn’t help but chuckle.

He loved this place.