Worlds Apart (A Bruce Banner Love Story)

Chapter 31

I literally wrote this in a single day because I got a really nice comment so that shows the power of descriptive commenting XD

I really hope you enjoy this MizzPotatoe7!

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"Bruce do you trust me?" Solerah asked after Bruce once again tried to dissuade her of her idea,

"Of course." He frowned at the insinuation that he didn't.

"Then shut up and let's make memories!" She grinned, adding a skip to her step as she continued to drag Bruce along.

Solerah has spent most of yesterday watching Bruce mediate and practice his various calming techniques. She watched him with rapt interest and joining him with certain exercises. She couldn't focus as long as he could and kept fidgeting during mediation but Bruce never told her she was bothering him or to leave. She felt bad she was taking his focus but she just genuinely wanted to join him and be apart of what was so important to him.

So when she left him to his own devices she thought of a way too incorporate her help into his 'anti hulk out tactics'. So she dragged him out early next morning and to the nearest park with the directions Marlo gave her. She planned it all perfectly if she did say so herself and her conviction to see this through was stronger then Bruce's apprehension.

They reached their destination, Solerah having chosen a nice spot where there wasn't people and was shaded by a tree and she stretched her hand out expectantly for Bruce to hand her, her bag which he had taken off her when they left insisting he would be carrying it for her. Bruce gingerly handed it over with a timid expression still entirely unsure of the situation.

She bent to the ground, placing the duffel bag down and unzipping it before handing Bruce a light blanket. He whipped it up and spread it out onto the grass. He couldn't believe they were going to have a picnic. Honestly it just seemed a little... Embarrassing? Cheesy? Intimate? He didn't know the word. Maybe he was just didn't like the idea of relaxing out in the open or maybe he was just too old for such a trite idea but he wasn't about to let a selfish reason like that break Solerah's spirit.

He remembered a time when he was idealistic and romantic, a way he couldn't seem to bring himself back to be again. Not after the accident. Not after everything that's happened but he'll be damned if he didn't at least try. He sat down on the blanket and helped Solerah place the food and thermos out onto the blanket.

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"So, you still haven't told me your 'brilliant' idea Sol." Bruce said placing his finished plate down. He had to admit this was a nice idea.

Solerah smiled wide and excitedly moving to clear the space. "I wanted to give you a good memory to fall back on! You know something to think about to help calm yourself!" She explained.

"As nice as a thought that is, I don't think a picnic will be enough to stop a change." Bruce said sincerely though with a sad smile.

"Well don't speak so soon BB the picnic isn't over." After she cleared the leftovers away and back into her bag. She adjusted herself sitting so her legs were tucked to one side and patted her lap. Bruce blinked a few times before it clicked what she was implicating which bought a blush to his face.

"No no Sol-"

Solerah rolled her eyes at his protests, interrupting him by simply grabbing his shoulder and tugging him downwards so that he fell ungracefully sideways and into her lap. He shifted slightly, blush still burning down his neck. A thousand uncomfortable thoughts rushed through his head but they all trickled away the instant he felt her hand in his hair. His eyes flicked up to hers and he couldn't help the crooked grin that slipped its way onto his lips.

He felt awkward and he didn't know where to put his hands (he settled with placing them on his stomach) but as his eyes flicked up to hers any anxiety he had about the situation once more disappeared. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment, the light breeze and the soft scratch of her nails sweeping through his hair. His hair had grown significantly since he shaved it and he was starting to get the spring of his old curls once more.

His breathing was getting shallow and just when he thought he couldn't be any more relaxed Solerah started singing. He had no idea the words since it was in her own language but that didn't effect the impact of the song at all. The melody was soft and sweet and almost ethereal. Solerah sung frequently but it was usually loud and robust, this time her voice was gentle and soothing.

He never wanted to move again. Bruce felt every ounce of tension he ever had completely leave his body. He focused entirely on the now, on everything Solerah. It was moments like this that made him fall that much harder in love with her and he would definitely be searing this memory into his brain forever.

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Bruce didn't know how long they had stayed there but he gathered it was quite a number of hours considering the sun was high in the sky and there was the lively activity of park goers all around them. They walked hand in hand back to Rick's home, Bruce still riding on the high of the pleasant endorphins his brain had so graciously released to him.

When they arrived back at Rick's they found they were home alone, left with a note saying Rick and Marlo would be out late. Solerah had begun cleaning and putting away the dishes they had used and wrapping up the leftover food they had. She returned to the lounge room finding Bruce on his laptop, glasses perched on his nose as his eyes narrowed in concentration. She couldn't help but feel her stomach flip at how handsome he looked to her.

She moved towards him taking his laptop and placing it on the table, Bruce raised his brow but didn't object to her actions as she delicately placed herself on his lap. She rested her hands on his shoulders and gave him a sweet smile. "Let's see how far we can go." She said just above her breath, bending down to kiss his neck. Bruce rested his hands on her waist and felt a devious grin spread across his face.

This was definitely going to be a day Bruce would remember fondly.