Marvel X Reader {Oneshots}

Bruce X Reader {Welcome Home}

Bruce X Female!Reader
Welcome Home
Song: I Need Your Love by Calvin Harris

Your POV
  It had been two months since my boyfriend, Bruce, went on a mission with Steve, Bucky, and Tony. I laid on the couch in one of Bruce's sweatshirts and watched a movie with Nat and Clint.

"Y/N, Sweetie, I know you're sad about Bruce being gone but sulking isn't gonna help." Natasha said, putting her hand on my knee. I sighed, not taking my eyes off of the TV.

"He could be dead for all I know, Nat." I mumbled, sighing.

"No way he's dead, Y/N. Cap would have called and told us." Clint said. As soon as he said that, the phone rang. My eyes widened and I felt my face go pale.

"Hey Shuri!" I heard Peter say from the other room. Peter had answered the phone and it was his Wakandan girlfriend. I took a deep breath, burying myself into Bruce's hoodie.

"Now that was a crazy coincidence." Nat said. Clint laughed and I shook my head.

"Hey guys. I wanted to let you know I'm throwing a party tomorrow night. You'll all be there, right?" Pepper asked, walking into the room.

"I'm not sure Pep-" I said before getting cut off by Clint.

"We will be there." Clint said. I looked over at him and huffed. He blew me a kiss and I playfully punched him in the chest.

"Great! See you guys there! I'm glad you're gonna go, Y/N." Pepper said, smiling over at me before leaving the room.

"What was that for?" I asked, looking over at Clint. He shrugged and got up, stretching.

"I have to go train for a bit. Nat why don't you and Y/N go pick out some outfits for tomorrow's party?" Clint said. I groaned, laying on the couch where Clint sat before he got up.

"Good idea Clint. Good luck training!" Nat said. Clint smiled and waved, leaving the room.

"Cmon Y/N. Let's go." Nat said, getting up and grabbing my wrist, pulling me off the couch. I groaned as I hit the floor, still getting dragged by Natasha.

"I don't wannnnaaaa. Let me sulk in peace." I complained, looking up at Nat. Nat shook her head and helped me up. I stood up and grunted, looking at the red head. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me up the stairs. We entered my shared room with Bruce and she sat me down on the bed. She opened the closet door to see a bunch of Bruce's button up shirts. I smiled, seeing the yellow button up that was Bruce's favorite. He always looked so handsome in it.

"Wrong closet, stupid." I said, giggling. She shook her head, pulling out a white button up shirt that was Bruce's.

"He needs to wear white more often. He'd probably look great." Nat said. I smiled and shook my head.

"Bruce hates white. Every time he wears white, he spills something on himself." I said, giggling as I remember one of our first dates. He wore that exact white button up and spilled a glass of red wine on himself. Nat smiled and put the shirt back, closing Bruce's closet and walking over to mine. She opened the door and smiled, pulling out my three favorite dresses. One was dark blue, one was a nice burgundy color, and the other one was a beautiful f/c dress. I smiled at that dress, knowing it was both mine and Bruce's favorite dress.

"You like this one?" Nat asked. I smiled and nodded. She smiled and put it on my bed. She grabbed a pair of black shoes from my closet and put them next to my dress.

"Perfect. You're gonna look gorgeous." Nat said. I smiled and watched as she hung my dress on my doorknob and put my shoes next to it. She closed my closet door and sat next to me on my bed. I laid down, smelling Bruce's cologne on the sheets. I smiled, feeling myself sink deeper into the sheets.