MARVEL IMAGINES

BRUCE BANNER || Disappoint

"What do you mean you mean he won't come out?" You hissed, speaking quietly. You looked at Bruce who was standing just behind you.
"I mean," he whispered back, "he won't show himself. He is refusing. I think he's scared."
You shake your head putting a hand to your face. You run it down, turning around completely to face him.
"Are you serious?!" You exclaimed, frustration evident in your voice. Bruce shrugged sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck as he stood their empty handed. You looked to Steve, who was next to you. "What are we supposed to do now? We don't have our main fighter." You sighed. You ignored the sad face that Bruce had, not feeling overly empathetic. You were nervous. Scared. You were in the midst of a mission. A mission that caused a battle where you would need your biggest- and arguably strongest- Avenger. Steve didn't seem as phased, dismissing your pessimistic attitude at the wave of a hand.

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There was light knock at your door. "Come in." You said, readjusting yourself on the bed. Bruce came in slowly, an apologetic look on his face. He saw you open your mouth to speak, so he stuck his arms out, getting the words out before you.
"Look. I'm sorry." He blurted, "I'm sorry that I disappointed you today. I happen to do that a lot." Bruce muttered the last sentence, looking down at his feet. You felt the embarrassment finally eat away at you, making you feel awful. You shouldn't have gotten so angry... but Bruce could have said something before. When you didn't reply immediately, he went to let himself out.
"Bruce! Wait, no." You breathed, causing him to turn around. "I should be the sorry one. I didn't mean to get so ang-"
"Look Y/N. It's ok. I understand. I'll just be going." Bruce smile sadly, leaving the room.
You laid back on the bed. How could you be so stupid?!

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WRITTEN BY ELLE