Avenger Imagines

Snail Mail - Bruce Banner x Reader

{ I'm not quite sure where this came from but it's a super adorable idea and I just }

You peeked into the lab, noticing no one was inside, you tipped toed in.

During the whole last three weeks, Bruce would be writing something in a black notebook then shoving it away in so secret spot. Anytime you asked, he would mutter something about science then leave quickly.

So, maybe breaking in to the lab wasn't the best approach, but how else could you find out his secret?

The black notebook was carelessly tossed on top of a pile of papers, you laughed and grabbed it.

"Wait, what?" You scrunched up your nose, finding that what Bruce had written down was in fact, science things.

"Y/n, what are you doing?" Bruce asked, you turned around in shock and placed the notebook down.

"Um, stealing the secret Krabby Patty formula." You blurted out, Bruce rose an eyebrow. "Bye, now!" You rushed out, sliding by him and into your room.

You didn't believe he could scribble science down 24/7, he had to be writing something else.

"Bruce." You smiled, sitting across from him, he shut the black notebook and placed a hand protectively on it.

"Y/n."

"Can I see it?" You asked, Bruce rose an eyebrow and you laughed. "Not that, I mean your science-y book." You motioned to the one he now held against his chest.

"Can't... not now... I have to go..." He smiled weakly, you reached across the table and grabbed the top of the notebook.

Bruce pulled it back.

"Come on..." You groaned, the table was digging itself into your hip bones. "I wanna see the science."

Bruce pull on the notebook, he was stronger than you by a ton. "I thought you weren't interested in science!"

"I'm not!" You had a feeling Bruce was going to win but kept your hands on the book. "I want the freaking bo-OK!" With one final tug, you were pulled over the table and crashed onto the floor.

"Y/n! Are you okay?" He asked flustered, dropping the notebook on the floor. You grimaced in fake pain, intending to use this as your advantage.

"I... I think I pulled something, Bruce." You groaned, Bruce frowned and squat down to check you.

Using the tables leg as a push off, you slid forward and grabbed the black notebook. Bruce tried to grab your leg but couldn't catch you.

"You may be strong, but I'm fast!" You laughed, Bruce groaned but chased you.

"Clint? Clint!" Bruce shouted to the marksman who was casually leaning on the wall. "She's got it." Just like that, Clint sprint after you, causing you to scream even louder.

You'll be lying if you said you out ran Clint, or if you said that Clint didn't grab the book.

"This is yours." Clint returned the notebook to Bruce, who shoved it in the paper shredder. "W-what are you doing?!"

The machine begun to shred but then malfunctioned, because that's what happens when Tony makes a shredder.

Standing up, you watched the little papers pop out the shredder and into the air.

"Welp, this is about to get weird, bye." Clint said, leaving the room. You watched the half ripped papers fall and reached out, grabbing a few. Bruce just stood there, unruly hair and breathing heavy.

"See," You teased, flatting out a piece you caught. "I was meant to read this." You grinned, roaming your eyes over the scrap of paper, you turned your head to the left slightly.

"I can explain, well actually I can't." Bruce stepped forward, just as the machine stopped spewing papers. You grabbed another from the air, reading it then bent down and grabbed a few more. "Y/n?"

"These are beautiful, Bruce." You whispered, then started to laugh. "They are so... is that Tony?" You asked, Bruce took a heavy breath.

"He told me I had to draw him or else he'll tell you." Bruce mumbled, you giggled.

"I don't understand, why didn't you show me? I...I love them! Where did you learn to draw?" You sat on the ground and picked up small pieces of drawings.

Bruce joined you, flipping around a piece of paper. "I started a few years back, and Steve had always given me pointers whenever he caught me." You marveled at how realistic they were. "Don't you think its a bit... odd?" You sighed.

"Odd? God, this are freaking awesome. I don't think you are odd, I think you are quite amazing." You replied, Bruce redden.

"Sorry I shredded them."

"No need to say sorry, we have all the time in the world." You smiled brightly. "This time I wont move a lot so you can actually get my good side."

"Any side is a good side for you, Y/n."