What If You Were In The Avengers?

Lullaby: (Avengers/Banner x reader)

You stormed out of your room, anger pulsing through your veins, but there was a hint of amusement. "TONY GET YOUR ASS HERE NOW!" he appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes love?" He frowned, that smirk plastered all over his face. "Lost something?" He asked sweetly. You flipped him off.

"Give it all back, or I swear to god!" Steve came out of his room. He had the pleasure of sharing a wall with you. It was probably for the best that the super soilder rarely needed sleep because you, like Tony, was an insomniac and had a passion for loud heavy metal.

"What's going on?" He asked, towling his hair dry.

"Tinman down there thought it would be funny to empty my room while I was training." You said crossing your arms. Steve sighed opening your door and looking at the empty shell of the room. He was like a father sorting the squabbles of his children. He turned to Tony maybe to say how immature it was, but Nat inturipted him.

"We have a mission Cap." She said with a smile in your direction. You returned it. "Suit up."

"Would but the little asshole down there had my suit." Something was thrown up the stairs as Tony made a run for it. It was your suit. "I hate you!" You screamed but you didnt mean it. Tony was your best friend, and this was only revenge for stealing his suits last week. You smirked at the thought. Or when you pretended to smash up his car...

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Everyone was sat on the jet as Steve explained the mission. You'd tuned out long ago. You glanced around the room at your other team mates. Tony was smirking, messing with some wires, glancing at steve every now and then. He was probably thinking about the prank. Asshole. Clint listening but not looking as he mended arrows. Nat was attentively nodding her head along with the information. Years of assassin training had done her hard.

Bruce was looking at some tech. You found yourself caught up in his face, the soft bumps, and curves of it. Lately you'd found more and more of your time in the lab had been staring at the doctor more than talking to Tony. You wouldnt admit it though. Tony would never let it go.

"Y/N! When you've finished staring at Bruce, the Captain asked if you'd do a force run." Tony said with a smirk. You blushed, as did Bruce.

"Umm of course, kill or capture?" You asked, forcing the heat from your face.

"Kill." Steve returned with a knowing wink. You blushed again. The jet landed and you stepped out, standing behind the others, your pressed the release button on your suit. The only problem with your transforming powers? It ruined your clothes. Luckily, Tony had made a suit that when called would dress you instantly. So you could leave it here and it would come to you later. You let your bones crack, taking the form of a bear, a personal favourite. Tony patted your head.

You let out a roar. And ran. The fight seemed to pass in blurs of shots being fired and the taste of blood in your mouth and on your paws. It was only when loud buzzing of the com snapped you from it you realised the damage and death you'd caused. There's enhanced in the building. Be careful. Steve said. You glanced around, something fell to the left of you but there was no one there. Your frowned, you were a big target, and if you couldnt see what you were fighting? Well it was a huge disadvantage.

You turned back to human, ready to shift to a smaller form, when a loud crack sounded a pipe on the back of your head. "Ha, you didnt see that coming did you?" Then it went black.

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"Y/N, wake up." Tony was above you in his suit. You groaned sitting up and rubbing the back of your head, your hand came away sticking with blood. "Bruce has gone green, Nat and Clint are stuck. And god knows where Steve is." You nodded, he lifted you up and flew to the Hulks position. He dropped you rather harshly, apologising when you swore in pain.

The hulk was up ahead, smashing trees with his fist. The lullaby was Nat's call, with some thought you shifted again. This time in the form of a white wolf. You crept forward giving a soft whimper of submission. The hulk turned round, you bent low, head to the floor. The ground shook as he came closer but you didnt move. He sat down, looking at you with a tilted, confused expression.

You lifted your head, the pain was overwhelming. You rasied your paw, he raised his hand and touched it with enough force to push you back a few paces. His hand went out and picked you up. You groaned slightly as the wound was touched. He held you against his chest as if you were a Teddy bear. Slowly he shrunk, and you were left curled beside a normal sized Banner. You let your form slip back to human. Exhausted.

"How," he mumbled. "I knew it was you." He said. You smiled softly.

"Changed." You called, your suit came to you, dressing you instantly. "See not such a monster are we. Maybe a hug is all you need." Bruce smiled. He gasped as he saw your head.

"What happened?" You winced.

"One of the enhanced." You pressed your com. Steve I cant walk, you might have to come and get me.

On my way stay safe. You gave a soft sob, resting your head on Bruce's chest. He held you, not sure what else to do. "Bruce....I...I think...I love you." And then for the second time that day you passed out.

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The room smelt of Tony. That was your first thought, and sure enough it was Tony's room. Scattered with machine parts, and clothes. You stood up, your head feeling considerably better. You headed out to the lab. Tony was drinking, shocking. You took the bottle from his hand taking a swig. Only then did you realise you were dressed in a shirt that said 'I'm fucking iron man' you rolled your eyes.

"Your ego certainly isnt suffering." Tony grinned.

"Feel better?" You nodded.

"What happened?" You asked.

"Two enhanced, one with speed of light."

"Dickhead." You mumbled earning another laugh.

"And a girl that fucks with your head." He said drowning the rest of the drink. "I put your room back by the way."

"Thank you." You said with a grin. "Hows everyone?" Tony shrugged.

"Normal, ah bar Bruce, he's a little shook up over your 'last words'." You face palmed as you remembered.

"I better go talk to him. I'll give you the shirt back later." Tony grunted in response, drinking again. You ran from the room heading to his room. You knocked the open door. Bruce glanced up, he stood to meet you.

"Y/N! How's the head?" He lifted your hair to check the wound.

"Fine thanks. I came here to explain, umm about what I said." Bruce paused, his lips forming a tight line.

"Whats their to explain?" He said coldly. You gulped. "Look Y/N, I like you I really do. But I'm a danger to you, I could hurt you. I'm a monster." He turned away, as you let out a breath you hadnt known you were holding.

"Bruce? I know more than anyone what's it's like to transform and kill. Me more so becasue I'm aware of what I do. My monster is me, yours is the other guy. You couldnt hurt me Bruce, you wouldnt. And besides it's a risk I'm willing to take." Bruce sighed.

"But what happens when we're doing anything remotely sexual, and I turn?" He asked.

"I turned too, calm you down and we sleep it off. Bruce, I know the risks, I know the complications and I dont care. I love you and that's more than any reassurance you should need." He blinked at your tone. But still looked unsure. You closed the gap between you. "Let me do this and then I'll let you decide."

You put your hand in his hair, taking off glasses with your other, before pressing your lips together. He groaned underneath you. You pulled away. Your foreheads resting, breath mixing. "What do you want?" You asked.

"You." Was all he said. You soon found yourself pushed againts the wall. When the door opened, and Tony came in you threw the lamp at him, without breaking contact. And you were 90% sure you hit him because he didnt bother you again.