'Why?'

Bruce Banner asked himself one more time.

'Why did I drag myself in this?' He sinked his back further into the couch in the common living room at the tower. He placed both of his hands on the top of his face, inhaling and exhaling deeply. He's been sitting here for an hour now thinking about what to say to Cap. He's too distracted to work inside the lab.

'Maybe this isn't such a good idea after all.' Meddling with other peoples lives is definitely not his style and this is not just some random person too, this is Captain America were talking about. They haven't even shared anything personal, the closest one they had was when he approached him at the bar before Ultron years ago.

'I should just let Natasha deal with this, it's her idea anyway," He remembered the smug look on her face that turned incredibly lovely seconds after he agreed to talk to Steve.

'This is insane. If I was not able to master my control I'd probably be the hulk right now.' Bruce stayed in the same position for a few more minutes.

"Dr. Banner, are you turning green?" Steve's loud voice pulls him out of his reverie.

Bruce was startled. He removed his hands from his face and clumsily pulled himself into an upward sitting position. He turned his upper body to face the captain.

"Oh, hey Steve, this is just a... what I'm doing is.. uhm.." He started with a nervous chuckle, his right hand at his chest level is making different kinds of movements in the air. "This is just my daily deep breathing exercise".

"You looked like you were having a heart attack," Steve replied, the concern on his face visible.

"Uh yeah but it's nothing. Just a person who turns into a hulk thing. Nothing to be worried about, Cap," Bruce tried to reassure him.

Captain America's lips parted then closed a few seconds after. It looked like he wanted to say something but decided not to. Instead, he sat down on the black recliner chair next to the couch.

An awkward silence that lasted for five long minutes was in the room until one of them decided to speak to the other.

"Everything alright with you and Romanoff?" Steve questioned him in a perturbed manner.

'Great now he thinks we have problems' He said to himself.

"We are doing very well. Natasha is just, she's just exceptional" A bashful smile formed in his face.

Steve smiles in return. "I apologize for barging in earlier. I didn't mean to disturb your time together."

"Oh it's fine. I think she's the one who should be expressing regrets because of her behavior." Bruce can't help but feel apologetic in her behalf. He knows that Natasha would never correct her actions for the captain out loud.

"The women I met on those dates were all beautiful. It's just that they all went overboard," Steve shuts his eyes, like he recalled the bad experiences he had on those dates. "Or maybe it's just me. I really am too old fashioned for this generation."

Bruce felt sorry for him. It's been a while since he was found on the ice, he had enough time to see the new world but the struggle to keep up still seems a bit too much.

"Or maybe you just haven't found the right one yet," Bruce counters. "There are still a lot out there that prefers the classics."

Steve gave out a soft hearty laugh. "I'm not so sure about that."

"Well you'll never know cause I happen to know a woman who likes a man with a big ego, a woman who likes a man from outerspace, a woman who likes a man into secret spy stuff and a woman who likes a man with big anger issues. Not all of them are the same. So I'm pretty sure you'll meet someone who'll like you because your you," Bruce narrates.

"Well if you put it like that, I might as well have a chance," Steve chuckled once more.

Bruce can't help but give out a genuine laugh as he blurts out, "so Cap, why not give blind dating another shot?"

"You know what Dr. Banner? I had a feeling you were gonna say that."