Marvel Boyfriend Scenarios

Bruce Banner (Hulk)

All the children have gone home leaving me to run my fingers through (H/C) hair, whistling a random tune; we had used a lot of glitter today as sadly I'm leaving tomorrow. The kids had all worked together to make me a thank you card - the crafty sods distracted me with a small group who constantly 'needed help' to achieve this undercover mission. Once I'm sure that a good majority of the rainbow sparkles are out, I begin to gather up the few remaining supplies and pack them away into a small satchel. A quiet knock on the table makes me jump out of my skin - it really shook me up I thought I was the last one here. The familiar pair of dark eyes, that I now notice are subtly flecked with green, twinkle in the fire from nearby torches being lit for the night.
"Knock knock." he smiles, entering the gazebo.
"Who's there?" I decide to continue the little joke.
"Someone who wants to." go on a date? Because I know I want to.
"Someone who wants to what?"
"Someone who wants to show you something." he says, a light pink tinting his cheeks and in his eyes . . . regret? Is he holding something back? "What do you say?" he mumbles, I nod and grin.
"I'd love that." his face lights up like a young lad on Christmas morning and we set off to my hut; I need to ditch my equipment before going anywhere. Last time we talked was when I first met him, he was very closed off and secretive; I don't blame him, we had just met that day. I dump my satchel behind the chair and then he grabs my hand - taking off running. I let out a laugh at the childish behaviour which leads to our conjoint cackles carrying on the wind.

He takes me up onto the rooftops and we jump across the closely knitted concrete blocks, I still have no idea where we're going but do I care? Hell no! I'm just loving spending time with Bruce. After the short parkour session we end up on a gravely roof covered with pillows and surrounded by unlit candles, he wanders over and produces a lighter to ignite the candles - which I find out are vanilla scented. He gestures for me to sit down and I look out over the twinkling town, a low hum rumbling through the village; hoards of bustling mothers running to gather food and the wasted youth playing tag through the crowded streets. The auburn moon casts a glowing path down the centre of the distant rippling ocean, I mentally capture this gorgeous image forever locking it in my mind for safekeeping; it's beauty brings tears to my eyes.

"Oh God, are you okay? Should I go? I'm so sorry, I shouldn't be here; I've ruined everyth-" he starts to fret so I push a finger to his lips effectively silencing the rambles.
"You haven't ruined anything Bruce, please stay?" I beg with a small smile.
"Okay." he mumbles against my finger, I envelope him in a hug before dropping onto the make-shift seating, he gracefully joins and hesitantly puts his hand near mine - I place it on top of his and intertwine our fingers.
Even though his cheeks are burning a lovely crimson hue, he manages to pluck up the courage to place his arm around my waist and pull me into his side. I sigh contently, resting my head on his shoulder - this causes his stiff body to loosen up and relax.
"Its just beautiful, isn't it?" I hum in response, "I come here to relax and calm down . . . there's something I've been wanting to tell you but . . ." he trails off wait, is he crying?
"But what?" my voice is soft, I don't want to pressure him.
"I don't want you to get hurt, I-I'm uh, g-growing pretty fond of you. Even if we've only known each other for a few d-days." he chokes out, I grab his free hand and squeeze it in his lap.
"I have to tell you something too: I'm leaving tomorrow, back to New York." he nods thoughtfully, a flash of courage pushes him to spill the beans.
"(Y/N), there's a monster inside of me." he blurts out, I take a moment to process it before he explains in detail about the gamma radiation experiments and being on the run.
"Well, if you're ever in New York take this." and I hand him a pre-written scrap of paper with my new address and mobile number on - the apartment is in a lovely little area right down the road from the infamous Stark Tower.

"So you're not afraid of me?"

"Of course not, I've loved tonight and I hope I can have your company again sometime in the near future." We both sit in a comfortable silence, making the most of what we think are our last hours together - little do we know a red-haired assassin is lying in wait to visit Bruce. Little do we know that our paths are destined to cross again so soon.

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