This tale revolves around the captivating dynamic between Bruce Banner (Mark ruffalo) and Natasha Romanoff (Scarlett Johansson), affectionately known as Brutasha, within the realm of Marvel's The Avengers.
From the moment Natasha and Bruce met, thei...
Bruce suffered an injury-a gunshot to his abdomen, specifically on the left side. The severity of his condition was evident, and I couldn't help but feel awful for him. Overwhelmed with worry, I made my way to his room, desperately hoping to find him recovering.
"Bruce?" I called out as I entered his room.
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"Hey." He responds.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, my voice filled with concern.
Hmm... why? Actually, I'm the one who should be asking you that."
"Bruce, I'm doing really well. What's the reason behind your question?"
"Nothing..." he whispered, his voice barely audible. "But you don't seem alright." He moved closer to me.
"I am... How's your wound?"
"hurts, but it's alright." He responds
"Have you already bandaged it?" I inquired.
"No, it's ok. I can do it later. " He answers
"I'll do it then." I said
"What? What do you mean?" He asked confused
"Wait right here, I'll go grab the first aid kit," I informed him, swiftly heading outside. He nodded in acknowledgment.
After a few minutes, I returned and knocked on his door. There was no answer. I knocked again, but still received no response. I cautiously opened the door and discovered him sleeping in his bed, completely exhausted. He remained shirtless. Approaching him, I carefully lifted the blanket off him, ensuring he wouldn't wake up. I proceeded to gently apply the bandage to his stomach..
BRUCE'S POV
The moment I opened my eyes in the morning, a strange feeling engulfed me, suggesting that something out of the ordinary had taken place the night before. Wait a second, bandage? Did something happen that required me to be bandaged? Could it be that Natasha was involved?
I rose from the bed and made my way downstairs, each step causing me pain. The enticing aroma of pancakes and eggs filled the air, creating an irresistible scent. Despite the discomfort, I continued my slow walk, savoring the delightful smells that surrounded me.
"Morning" Red head said it.
"Hi. Sorry."
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