✪ MARVEL IMAGINES ✪

Creep |Bruce Banner x Reader|

Requested by @captainamericasgurl

Amount of Words: 447

Warnings: Some cussing

When you were here before

Couldn't look you in the eye

You're just like an angel

Your skin makes me cry

You've been dating Bruce Banner for the past year. Your relationship with him was amazing. He treated you like a queen and you treated him like a king. But over the past few weeks, you noticed that he was distant around you. He would come home after you went to sleep and he would go to work before you woke. Whenever you saw him in his lab, he would shrug you off.

You float like a feather

In a beautiful world

I wish I was special

You're so fuckin' special

On the last mission he was on, Bruce lost control and became the Hulk. He was scared that he would hurt you. That you would leave him because of the monster inside of him.

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

Everyday, Bruce would contemplate his life. Why was he here? What was so special about him? What did he do to deserve you?

I don't care if it hurts

I wanna have control

I wanna a perfect body

I wanna a perfect soul

Whenever you weren't around, Bruce would experiment in his lab, trying to create a serum that would kill the Hulk. He would perform experiments on himself, ignoring the excruciating pain.

I want you to notice

When I'm not around

You're so fuckin' special

I wish I was special

He wanted you to love him. Not the Hulk, but him.

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

Eventually, Tony found out about what Bruce was doing to himself so he told you. Bruce came home to you in tears.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" you cried.

"I'm doing this because I don't think I deserve you," he whispered softly.

She's running out again,

She's running out

She's run run run run

Run

Whatever makes you happy

Whatever you want

You're so fuckin' special

I wish I was special

"You don't think you deserve me?"

"You're so perfect Y/N," he said softly as he dropped his bag on the floor and walked towards you. "And I'm a creep. I don't belong here."

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here

I don't belong here

"Bruce," you sighed as you took his hand and placed it on your heart. "You belong here."

A/N- Hope you enjoyed!

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