For Dannie (Quotev)

You had been a SHIELD agent for some time now. After being trained by Phil Coulson himself, you had gotten pretty familiar with the Avengers. You immediately attached to Bruce Banner, becoming his best friend after only a few minutes. After some time, you developed romantic feelings for the doctor. Worried that it would mutilate your friendship, you ceased your guys' conversation. He seemed bothered but not resistant, and agreed to the lack of contact. It hurt, a lot, but it was for the best.

After some months of the two of you not talking and both of you being depressed, the other Avengers decided to do something about it.
You had all been staying in Stark Tower - it was easier to keep you all in one building in case the world was in need of saving. You were distracting yourself in your room when there was a knock on your door.
"Who is it?" you called, focusing on your project.
"Tony," a voice called back.
Curious as to why the owner of the tower was at your door, you allowed him to enter your room.
"Do you need something?" you asked as he stood in your doorway.
"Just wanted to talk," Tony explained with an innocent shrug. He moved to sit on your bed and looked at you.
"What about?" you asked slowly.
"About you and Bruce."
You stopped and stared at the billionaire. "What are you talking about?"
"I want to know why you and Bruce have been so distant lately. You two were best friends and then out of nowhere you stopped talking and I want to know why," Tony explained. You eyed him warily.
"Why do you want to know?" you asked.
"Because you're both my friends. Believe it or not, I care about you guys," Tony replied, crossing his arms. "So are you going to tell me what happened?"
You sighed again. There was no real point in avoiding it. "I... developed feelings for Bruce. Romantic feelings. I was worried that spending more time with him would cause the feelings to grow and eventually diminish our friendship, so I told him it wasn't safe for us to hang out anymore. I don't know what his reasons were, but he was okay with it."
Tony laughed. Not a confident little chuckle, but a heartfelt laugh. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and offense.
"Why are you laughing? This isn't funny!" you whined.
"Because that was exactly his reason," Tony explained. "I talked to him before I came to you, thinking that he trusts me more than you do so he would be more willing to talk. He said pretty much the same thing."
"So... the lack of contact was completely unnecessary?" you questioned. Tony nodded. You thought for a minute before deciding what to do. You stood up and grabbed Tony's arm, forcing him to stand as well.
"Are you gonna go talk to him?" Tony asked hopefully. You nodded and gently shoved him out the door.
"Yes, I am, and I'm not leaving you alone in my room," you replied, closing your door behind you. You then walked off in the direction of Bruce's lab. He was hardly ever in his room nowadays, so his lab was the most likely location.

You knocked on the frame of the open door, biting your lip nervously. He turned and gave a small jump when he saw you, clearly not expecting a visit.
"Hey, can we talk?" you asked quietly.
"Uhm... sure," he replied. He set his equipment on the work table and walked towards you. "What's this about?"
"It's about us."
Bruce's eyes widened slightly but he nodded in understanding.
"Would you like to sit?" he asked, gesturing to a couple of chairs to the side of the room.
"Sure," you agreed, moving to sit down. "So, Tony came to talk to me."
"You too, huh?" Bruce gave a small smile. You nodded slightly and stared at your lap.
"Yeah. He asked why you and I no longer talked, and when I told him my reason... he said it was the same as yours." You looked up at the doctor, waiting for a reaction.
"If that's true, then the past few months have been completely pointless," he said softly.
"But is it true?"
"What was your reason?"
You sighed. "That I developed beyond-friend feelings for you and was afraid it would push you away."
"Then it's true. That was my reason as well."
Bruce's hand came to rest on your cheek. Before you could respond, soft lips enveloped yours. You were still for a second, unsure of what to do. You let your instincts take over and placed your own hand on his shoulder. His hand dropped from your face and both arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. You let both of your arms wrap around his neck.
After a minute or two, you pulled away. You couldn't help the small smile that played on your lips as you looked at Bruce.
"Will you be my girlfriend, Aryanna?" he asked, running a hand through your short brown hair.
You nodded happily. "Yes, I will."