Marvel Oneshots

Together in Chaos (Bruce Banner)

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow over the lab at the Avengers Compound. Bruce Banner sat hunched over his workbench, surrounded by a chaos of papers and equipment. He was deep in thought, calculating data on gamma radiation, but his mind drifted. It always did when he was alone.

The door creaked open, and Y/N stepped inside, her presence a welcome distraction from the endless cycle of his thoughts. "Hey, Bruce. You've been in here for hours. Want to take a break?"

He looked up, a smile breaking through the furrowed lines of his forehead. "I can't. There's too much to do, and I'm close to a breakthrough."

She leaned against the doorframe, her expression softening as she watched him. "You're always working. It's okay to step away for a bit."

He sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "You don't understand. If I stop, I might think... and when I think, I—"

"Bruce," she interrupted gently, stepping closer, "it's not just about the science. You need to take care of yourself, too."

He shook his head, pushing back the worry that churned within him. "You don't know what I'm capable of. What I could do... if I lose control."

Y/N crossed the room, placing a reassuring hand on his arm. "And you're not the Hulk now. You're Bruce. The man I love. I know how hard you're trying."

A knot twisted in his stomach at her words. "But what if I can't control it? What if I hurt you?"

Y/N's expression hardened slightly, a mixture of concern and determination. "You're not a monster, Bruce. You're one of the smartest, kindest people I know. You're more than just the Hulk."

He felt the weight of her gaze, the warmth of her presence, and the love that she offered unconditionally. But the fear remained—a lingering shadow that clawed at the edges of his mind. "Sometimes, it feels like I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop."

"Then let me help you carry that weight," she said softly. "You don't have to do this alone."

He looked away, the internal battle raging on. "What if I can't be the man you need? I want to be with you, but I don't want to put you in danger."

Y/N stepped closer, determination in her eyes. "Bruce, love isn't about being perfect. It's about being there for each other, flaws and all. I chose you—both sides of you."

For a moment, silence hung between them, charged with unspoken fears and lingering doubt. Bruce opened his mouth to respond, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, he felt a rush of emotions, a flood of vulnerability that he often tried to suppress.

"What if I break?" he finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N reached out, cupping his face with her hands, forcing him to meet her gaze. "Then we'll pick up the pieces together. You're not alone in this, Bruce. I won't let you push me away."

As her warmth enveloped him, something inside him shifted. He felt the tension in his chest begin to ease, if only slightly. "I don't want to lose you," he admitted, his voice trembling.

"You won't lose me," she promised, her voice steady. "I'm not going anywhere. But you have to trust me and yourself."

Bruce's heart raced, a blend of fear and hope swirling within him. "What if the Hulk comes out? What if I can't control him?"

Y/N's grip tightened, her eyes fierce with conviction. "You're stronger than you think. You've controlled it before, and you can do it again. You just have to believe in yourself."

He hesitated, the storm inside him raging once more. "I don't want to hurt you. You mean too much to me."

Her thumb brushed over his cheek, grounding him in the moment. "And you mean everything to me. I'll always fight for you, Bruce. You're worth it."

The words settled into his heart, igniting a flicker of hope. "But I'm scared."

"Then let's be scared together," she said with a small smile. "We'll face whatever comes next. Together."

Bruce's breath hitched as he took in her unwavering determination. It was a lifeline in the chaos, a promise of support that filled the void inside him.

"Okay," he whispered, finally allowing himself to relax against her touch. "Together."

The weight of their connection wrapped around them like a comforting blanket, and for the first time in a long while, he felt lighter.

Just then, an alarm blared throughout the compound, shattering the moment. Bruce jumped to his feet, adrenaline flooding his system. "What now?"

Y/N was right behind him, determination etched on her face. "We'll handle it. Together, right?"

"Right," he agreed, a spark of courage igniting within him.

As they rushed to the control room, Bruce felt the chaos begin to swirl again, but this time, it was different. He was not just Bruce Banner—the scientist struggling to keep control. He was also the man who loved Y/N fiercely, the part of him that fought for their future.

Together, they faced the danger that loomed, their hands intertwined, hearts beating as one. And in that moment, Bruce realized that no matter what darkness awaited them, they would face it together, side by side.

As they entered the control room, the threat flashed across the screens—a rogue AI causing havoc throughout the city. Bruce's instincts kicked in, but the weight of his fears was lighter now, tempered by the strength of their bond.

"Let's do this," Y/N said, her voice steady and resolute.

"Yeah," he replied, a newfound determination surging through him. "Together."

And with that, they plunged into the chaos, ready to face whatever came their way—because love, after all, was the greatest force of all.