Awkward Bruce x Reader

“Why do you let (y/n) hang out in here, but not me?” Tony whines. Bruce looks up from his microscope with an irritated expression.

“What?”

“I thought we were science bros, but you prefer the company of the dame over me.” Bruce chuckles and leans back in his office chair.

“I think you’ve been spending too much time with Steve.”

“Why would you say that?” A confused expression appears on the billionaire's face.

“You just called her a dame.”

“I did? Whatever I still don’t understand why you’d prefer her company unless-....you like her don’t you?” A cheshire grin spreads across Tony’s face. Bruce snaps his head up to looks at him.

“W-what n-no o-of c-course not”

“Me thinks the man douth protest too much.”

“Tony this isn’t funny”

“then just admit it, admit you like her”

“I don’t.”

“You do.”

“I don’t.”

“do.”

“don’t.”

“do.”

"don't."

"do too."

“FINE, I LIKE HER, IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED TO HEAR.” Bruce’s skin ripples green and he squeezes his hands in tight fists.

“Who do you like?” a small voice pipes in. Bruce turns to see you standing in the door with two cups of coffee. Bruce opens his eyes and tries to breathe, grabbing the edge of the table, struggling to stay calm. You drop the coffee cups the sound of shattering glass echos through the lab. You rush to him, throwing your arms around his his neck, kissing him. He snaps his eyes open in pure shock, and his skin slowly returns to it’s original pigment. “Are you ok?” you inquire.

“Y-yeah I think so...” he answers shyly. It hits you what you just did and you immediately pull back extremely embarrassed.

“I-I’m so sorry Bruce I wasn’t thinking I just- I was just bring you guys coffee, OH  THE COFFEE! “  You turn to pick up the shattered pieces of the cups off the floor of the lab. Bruce sneaks a glance at Tony who gives him a (dude what are you waiting for look) before the billionaire moves to help you. Bruce on the other hand stands back pretending to return to work..

“Thanks for helping me Tony,” you offer.

“of course sweet cheeks, we don’t want you getting any glass in your little feet. Pepper and Natasha would have me gutted if I let that happen.” You laugh knowing that would be something your friends would do. They are rather over protective.

“Oh (Y/n) your bleeding, let me clean this up. Have Bruce clean that up for you before it gets infected. Luckily he’s that kind of doctor.” You giggle to yourself, stand up and turn to the doctor.

“Hey Bruce do you think you could help me out here?” You ask holding your bleeding hand. The scientist turns around.

“Huh? Oh (y/n) what did you do?” Pretending he wasn’t eavesdropping

“Oh I managed to cut myself, you know me. I’m a clutz”

“Why don’t you sit down and I’ll clean that up for you.” He avoids making eye contact with you and moves to get the things he needs to clean your wound, while you settle into a nearby chair.

“I’m sorry I kissed you, I just didn’t know what to do to calm or at least distract you.” Bruce doesn’t say anything and begins cleaning your hand, before bandaging it and returning to his work. “So who is it?”

“who is who?” he says without looking up.

“The girl you like.” He stops what he’s doing, but doesn’t look up.

“I don’t know-”

“Come on I heard you guys arguing, you must really like her if you got so upset. So tell me, who stole the mighty Bruce Banner’s heart?” You lean forward waiting curiously for his answer. There is a long silent pause before Bruce speaks.

“This amazingly beautiful, kind girl who I’ve been in love with for quite a while...her name is (y/n)”

You look at the man with a shocked expression before smiling.

“Oh really you know I know that girl very well. I think she just might like you too.” Bruce matches your smile.

“You think so.”

“I know so.” Bruce leans forward and gives you a tender kiss.

“You too are probably the most awkward people I’ve ever meet.” You both snap your heads around to see Tony leaning against the opposite lab table watching you two.

“TONY GET OUT!”