dear_mun | homeless forever.

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canon: marvel live action

homeless forever.

I don't think you have thought this through very well. It's not good to do things in a rush. I mean, you didn't even make this username for me.

[ Sheepish laughter. ]

Look, I'm not an easy guy to play because [ vague handwave ] you know. There's so much research for you to do that you haven't even started. So it's really better to give up before you start and let me go home.

[ Pause, and he doesn't say: I actually want to see Stark tower. ]

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[ FREEZE. Stare. Deer in headlight stare- ]

Er. [ Pause. How does he speak to Betty Ross again. It's been years. Of deliberate running away. Now she's here and his head is just keyboard smash, okay. ]

I- er. I guess I'll have to take your word on that.

[ YEARS. She thinks she deserves five seconds of face time now.

Her patience is eternal apparently. ]

I would never lie to you.

It's good to see you, Bruce.

I'm not saying that you're lying! [ That's a very undignified yelp. Thank god he doesn't have equipment around him or some alarms would've been ringing. ] It's just- I don't have any experiences with muns so I wouldn't know.

[ Pause. Pauuuuuuuuuuuse. Then, very awkwardly: ]

It's... good to see you too, Betty.

[ Still so nervous? ]

I didn't think you were, just making sure you understood.

[ A smile. ]

You look better.

[ He hasn't seen you in years and that's kind of because he kind of abandoned you ~~to the wolves~~ and er. Why do you want to talk to him?! ]

Thanks. [ He lifts his eyes a little to look at hers. ] Feel better

[ It's not like she wasn't on the wolves' radar for the research they'd conducted together anyway. ]

No more turning up at my doorstep in the middle of the night in need of haircuts. [ Metaphorical doorstep but you get the gist. ]

[ Small, kind of shy smile. ]

You give good haircuts, though.

You didn't do so bad yourself. Maybe missed one small spot... [ Teasing! ]

[ He might just be blushing. Also, he will not chew on his fingernails in front of her. He doesn't even have the habit of that, ffs. Don't, self. ]

Well. That means I should use another mirror, right?

If you're going to keep doing it yourself, yes. Or you'll miss pieces in the back.

[ She just loves to see him being so silly. She's missed this. Missed him. ]

What are you going to do now?

[ He's always silly and uncertain with her. It's partly because she's so beautiful that he doesn't know why she's paying attention to him- but mostly, honestly, because he doesn't want to disappoint her even though he thinks that he probably has, far too many times to count. ]

I don't know. I don't think I have much of a choice.

[ Pause. ] I'd- like to see you again, though.

[ He always thinks like that. Like he's done something terribly wrong he can never be forgiven for. It's why he tried to hide from her when he first came back. But he hasn't. She never hated him for the things that happened, never doubted him. Only worried about him endlessly. ]

I'd like that.

Maybe it'll be a good start for you to realize where you want to go next. Even if the choice isn't entirely yours.

[ Intellectually, he knows that. But Bruce, despite all of his intelligence, despite his fame as a researcher- he has always been driven more by his emotions. It's not something he's proud of. ]

I should, shouldn't I? [ Pause. He bites on his lip. Chews on it. ]

If I find a place, will you come with me?

[ It's hard not to be when there's something inside you driven by anger. All those other emotions tie in somehow and they start to connect it all together. ]

Maybe.

I'd like to if the choice is mine.

[ Breathe out. When did he stop breathing? Why did he- oh, right. He was afraid she would say 'no'.

He gives her a small, rather blinding smile. ]

I'd like that. [ Pause. ]

How are you?

[ Why would he think she'd ever say no to him? Silly Bruce. You need confidence to go with this new found control too. ]

I'm doing well. Better now. [ She's seen you. ]

I watched you on the news.

[ The control has to come first before the confidence. He doesn't ever have much confidence unless it's his research, but then the Hulk kind of blew that into pieces so he's slowly rebuilding.

He starts at those words. ]

Yeah?

[ Maybe he can rebuild some of himself outside that 'other guy' with it. ]

I always knew you had it in you. [ To coexist with that 'other guy'. She never saw the Hulk as a monster anyway. ]

I was proud.

[ His head jerks up a little bit too hard at that, and he stares at her, barely breathing. Then he breathes out, trying to control his thundering heartrate- except that he's not angry at all.

Though, he doesn't know what to say. He only looks at her, stunned to silence, and then- (he knows he's being presumptuous) he reaches out and curls his fingers loosely around her wrist. She can break out of his grasp any time she wants. He slowly pulls it towards himself and press a soft, dry kiss at the back of her hand. ]

Thank you. [ His voice is hoarse. ]

[ ...

Okay Bruce she's contained herself longer than the first time when she chased him down with her car in the rain and ran to him on the bridge. She can't hold back anymore. She's just going to wrap her arms tight around you and pull you close and threaten to never let go. ]

Don't thank me. Be proud of yourself.

[ And he's instinctively wrapping his arms around her, holding her close and inhaling the scent of her hair, her skin- everything. It's everything he's wanted for the years that he's kept himself away from her. ]

I'll try. [ For you, he doesn't say, because it's obvious enough.

He'll do anything for her. ]

[ She leans back a little now, running her fingers over his cheek and through his hair as she just... looks at him. It's been years and every time she sees him she feels like she has to memorize him again before he disappears. ]

I know you can.

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I DON'T HAVE ICONS FOR THIS /SHRIEKS

OH MY HEEEEEEEEEEEEEART!!

I'M FLAILING HERE HOLY SHIT

I HAVE ALL THE FEELINGS ABOUT THESE TWO!!