Avengers Imagines

Bruce Banner #2

I stood in the lab he was working in watching over him.

"How can you find this interesting?" I asked, out of the blue.

He coughed.

"Sorry." I apologised, biting my lip.

He continued ignoring me.

"Do you want a drink? Some food?" I asked.

"_____..." He groaned.

"Sorry..." I said, exiting the lab.

I sat on the sofa drinking a cup of tea.

"_____?" Bruce asked.

"Bruce... Shouldn't you be working?" I asked, not looking up from the sofa.

"I didn't mean to be rude." He said.

"You weren't rude... I was... I kept distracting you... Maybe I shouldn't come here with you..." I said.

"Look what happened last time I was here and you were home..." He said.

I gulped. That was when I witnessed with my own two eyes instead of on TV him turning into the Hulk.

"It won't happen again... I'm sure those men won't come back..." I said.

"I'm not risking it." He said.

"I'll just be up here then... Go back to work." I said.

He said nothing.

I thought he had gone when he picked me up.

"Bruce put me down!" I cried.

He threw me over his shoulder.

"I'm too heavy! Put me down!" I cried.

"Your as light as a feather." He said, opening a door.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Out..." He said.

"Why? You have work to do." I said.

He placed me down and took my hand.

"That is all I seem to do. I never spend time with you. My beautiful girlfriend." He said.

"Cheesy." I chided.

He chuckled.

"So where are we going?" I asked.

"We are going for lunch." He said.

"Lunch... I'm not dressed nicely enough for that..." I said.

"You look beautiful in everything." He said.

I blushed.

"Maybe to you but not to others." I said.

"People are jealous of you. Just remember that." He said.

I smiled.

He always knew how to make me feel so much better.

"But first..." He said, as we made our way through the park.

He stopped us.

He knelt down.

"_____, I love you so much... Not just because you accept me for who I am but because you complete me. You have made me enjoy life again. Accept its greatness and I don't want that to be taken away from me... _____... Will you marry me?" He asked, producing a ring.

I blushed.

People had stopped to look.

"Yes... I will marry you." I smiled.

He stood and slipped the ring onto my finger.

"Its a perfect fit..." I whispered.

"If you don't like it we can get another..." He said.

"I love it." I smiled, kissing him passionately.

He wrapped his arms around my waist ad mine hung loosely around his neck...