A Brutasha Fanfiction

Jealousy

A year has passed since the Loki incident.

The Avengers gather at the Avengers tower for a meeting regarding their newest mission.

"Ok, so the man we've been targeting has committed suicide after multiple attacks. That also means we'll have more time for ourselves," Steve announces.
The avengers cheer and relax as they begin to exit the meeting room.

Natasha gathers her belongings and prepares to leave as Steve walks towards her.

"Hey Nat. I was wondering if you wanted to join the rest of the guys for a small party later tonight. If you're too busy I understand."

She laughs," Sure Steve. I don't think I had any plans anyways."

Bruce glances at the two, grabbing the side of his shirt tightly. His heart tingles, but he doesn't understand what emotion he's feeling.
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Later that evening, the avengers and other friends arrive at the tower for the small party.

Natasha arrives with a stunning red dress that slightly reveals her shoulders.

Bruce, stunned by her appearance, rushes towards her to say hello. Suddenly, Steve calls for Natasha, and she walks to where he's standing.

Bruce, feeling the same emotion from before, walks towards the bar to distract himself from the two. He asks for a drink as he hears a sudden laughter from Natasha.

She's laughing with Steve alone in a corner across the room.

The emotion boils inside of Bruce, and he realizes what he's feeling: jealousy. Bruce asks for another drink as he painfully watches the chemistry between Natasha and Steve.

The party closes to an end, and Bruce feels dizzy after having more drinks than he can handle. He spots Natasha standing by a window, watching the city.

He slowly walks towards her as she turns around in surprise.

"Hey Bruce."
"Hey."
"Did you want to ask me something?"
"It just seemed like you were having a great time with Steve."
"He was telling me a story about how he spent over fifty bucks trying to win a stuffed animal for this girl. Why were you watching me?"

Bruce's cheeks turn pink as he rubs the back of his neck. "Uh well, I was just looking around and I happened to see you that's all."

Natasha grins, "Oh I see. You seem a little drunk. Do you need help getting back to your room?"

He nods slightly.

She gently grabs his left arm as her shoulder slightly rubs against his side. Noticing this, Bruce nervously looks to his right to avoid any eye contact.

She drops him off at his room, and he passes out, exhausted from the unhealthy amount of alcoholic beverages.

Natasha tip toes to the exit, and she grins as she quietly closes the door.

This was my first fanfiction! I hope you enjoyed! Please leave a comment whether I should continue this series!!