Avengers Preferences and Imagines

How They Propose (Part 2)

Bruce Banner -The Hulk-

"Bruce?"

You looked around the empty lab with a confused glance, and called out again, only to hear silence. 

It was your four year anniversary and he was no where to be found. 

You walked back upstairs into the kitchen and saw a singly rose and a small letter next to it. 

You picked up the rose and opened the letter, to see it was a copy of a reservation made online for tonight! Underneath in Bruce's handwriting it said, "Wear something nice, (y/n). And I don't mean your ripped jeans."

You pouted but went upstairs and put on your favorite (f/c) dress and your (f/c) -heels or flats- and 

-curled, straightened, or braided- your (h/l) (h/c) hair and got ready to leave to that restaurant. 

When you got to the restaurant, a waiter took you to a secluded table in the back. There was a single table set up, with a candle in the center of the crisp white tablecloth, and in one chair, sat your boyfriend of four years, Bruce Banner. 

"Bruce?" You called out, and his head whipped towards you, and his face got bright red, 

"(y/n)!"

You sat down and ate your favorite meal, (f/m). 

After you ate, Bruce got even more nervous and looked at you carefully, "I have something to tell you."

"Yes?"

He slowly pulled a small box out of his pocket and one of your hands  flew to your face in shock. He knelt on one knee and grabbed your other hand in his, before giving a shaky breath.

"Will you, please be my forever and always and become Mrs. (y/n) Banner?"

You nodded once and when he stood up, you attacked him in a hug and gave him a slow kiss, "Yes, I will marry you, Bruce Banner."

 Thor

"What exactly are you doing?"

Thor jumped and dropped the poptart box and looked at you over his shoulder and coughed once, "Nothing?"

"Lies! Tell me!" 

You tried to jump to look over his shoulder but failed completely and settled for laying your head on his back and pouted, "Please?"

"Later, Lady (y/n)."

You hit his back lightly, "You're a bum."

He laughed and pushed you away lightly, and you turned your back and walked away. 

When you walked back in, he was gone and left the poptart box on the counter. 

You went to open the box, but his hand shot out from behind you and snatched it away.

"Not yet!" 

He took the box away from you and you crossed your arms over your chest, "Thor."

He simply smirked and walked away from you. 

Not even an hour later, he walked over to you, "Lady (y/n), I talked to the Man of Iron."

You rolled your eyes, "That's not good, continue?"

"He told me that if you love someone to marry them, but you humans do it differently that us gods."

You held a hand up, "Us humans are just as good as you gods."