The Villian From My Daydreams

Chapter Eight - Little Angel

'Pure Morning' by Placebo

Chapter Eight - Little Angel

I looked up at Bruce, biting my lip. My eyes darted to the object in his hand.

"The last pudding cup is mine!" I repeated, edging closer to him. Bruce slowly peeled the lip off the plastic tub. "Bruce," I warned, his nose touching mine.

"Cyanide," He breathed, the air tingled my neck.

"It's mine!" Our foreheads where now touching. It was my chocolate puddings. I went to the supermarket myself and bought them myself. Mine! Bruce raised a chocolate filled spoon to his mouth. He smirked. I pinched his sides hard causing him to squirm and drop the spoon, causing it to clatter onto the ground. I bit my lip harder.

"Did you just...?" Bruce whispered, his eyes wide.

"Don't kill me!" I screamed running out of the room. Thor just happened to be passing by so I grabbed the waistband of his jeans and hid behind his towering form. "I request sanctuary! Hide me!"

Thor chuckled and walked into the kitchen dragging me behind him. My feet slipped along the pale laminate. I lost grip and balance and fell onto the floor. My backside ached. I just lay myself on the ground, staring up at the ceiling. Bruce came right up to my face and pecked my forehead before grabbing me fireman style over his shoulder.

"Thor!" I screamed at the top of my voice. "Tony! Steve! Anyone! Save me!"

"Wait..." Bruce dropped me onto the ground, in the middle of one of the may hallways. "Steve?"

"Yeh, he apologized. It's cool now." I said, shrugging. Bruce raised his eyebrows and nodded acceptingly. Mum and dad came stalking over to us, holding hands like a teenaged couple.

"We have something to show you!" Mum grinned, her red lips pulled into a giant smile.

Me and Bruce followed my parents into a room. A room that contained every Avenger's uniform. Except Bruce's. He was exposed. Like a nerve. That's what Tony told me that Bruce had said that to him. There was one addition to the 'wardrobe' that I didn't recognize. It was like something from My Chemical Romance's video for 'Na Na Na'. It had a leather look jacket that was green with black ribs. It had a matching pair of skinny trousers and a black leather t-shirt. A green belt with a gun sling fell at the waist and a pair of black army boots with red laces. It was perfect. One sleeve had red lettering down it. Cyanide it read.

"Woah guys, this is for me?" I murmured, drawing my fingers along the material.

"Yeh, do you like it?" Dad smiled, looking down at me with proud eyes.

"Heck yes!" I exclaimed, grabbing my parents and giving them a bone crushing hug. They laughed, Bruce grabbed my hips, lifting me up again.

"Save me! He's going to kill me for spilling my pudding!" I cried, punching his chest as he lifted me princess style.

"Close your eyes," Bruce ordered. I huffed and closed my eyes. I folded my arms over my chest. I could tell he was smiling at my childish antics.

He placed me on the ground gently and I opened my eyes. A smile broke on my face. It was the dining room but lots of daisies littered the room in various mismatching vases. They were my favourite flowers. How Bruce remembered I don't know. The small table had a large bouquet of daisies over taking the wooden top. Bruce pulled out one of the dark wood chairs, and I speechlessly sat down. He poured out two glasses of sparkling water out and took a long sip.

"What is this about?" I asked suspiciously. Bruce looked up from fiddling with his fingers.

"Uh... I never knew that having a dinner date with my girlfriend was weird..." He smirked.

"Right...?" I trailed off. My attention was suddenly caught by a blonde. A bulky blonde wearing a short maids dress. A dress that showed a bit more than just calf. And that blonde happened to be Steve. Captain America was flashing too much leg. He chucked two large burgers onto the table and stormed off.

"I really worked hard to make this dinner the best. I wanted it to be perfect." Bruce chuckled. I burst into a fit of laugher, the image of Steve dressed as a French maid bore into my brain. Me and Bruce laughed for a little while before I grabbed a giant bite of my burger, spreading sauce over my top lip. "Cyanide, Cecilia Barton, I love you,"

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First time he's said the L-word to her !!! What do u guys think?!

Mae x