Brutasha One-Shots

He's Gone...Again

(Takes place during Infinity War)

"Uh, I think you guys look great," Bruce says stepping into the room.

I whip my head around and there I see Bruce again for the first time in 2 years.

"Uh...yeah, i'm back," he says.

He's here, he's really here. I want to run up to him and kiss him and also punch him for leaving me. What if he doesn't feel that way about me anymore.

"Hi Bruce."

"Nat," he says slowly.

I can hear the tension building between us until Sam cuts in.

"This is awkward," Sam whispers but everyone hearing him.

Rhodey, Steve, Wanda, Vision, Bruce and I all talk to try to form a plan. Bruce says that Thanos will stop at nothing to get the stones and that he already has two. Vision suggests that Wanda can destroy the stone but she quickly shuts it down because it would kill him. Bruce then figures out we can remove the stone and Vision will remain alive. We will have to go to Wakanda for the stone to be removed, Shuri is our best bet.

Before we get on the jet to Wakanda, I pull Bruce into a different room to talk. I find one and quickly shut the door, I turn around and lock eyes with him.

"Nat-

I interrupt him by slamming my lips against his while wrapping my hands around his neck. He seems shocked at first but then starts kissing me back, his hands wrap around my waist pulling me in closer. Before it gets to much I pull away and slap Bruce on the face.

"Ow," he yells while cupping his cheek.

"You were gone for TWO years Bruce," I shout at him.

"Where did you even go that we couldn't find you?" I ask him loudly.

"The Quin Jet crashed on this planet called Sakaar and I was the Hulk for those 2 years," he says.

"What!" I exclaim.

"How did you turn back into you?" I question.

"Well Thor found me and we located the Jet again but I destroyed it, and that video of you asking me to turn the Jet around popped up and I turned back," he says.

"I turned you back," I whispered.

He walks closer to me and cups my face with his hands.

"Thats how much you still affect me Nat," Bruce says truthfully.

"Do you still like me?" I ask.

"I do," he responds.

I lean my forehead on his and close my eyes taking it in.

"You still have some explaining to do," I tell him.

"I know," he says.

I feel his hands touch my short platinum blonde hair. He runs his fingers through it and stops.

"What did you do to your hair?" Bruce asks me.

"I dyed it, do you like it," I say.

"I'll miss your red hair but you look good," he says truthfully.