This chapter was requested by SecretLyfe.

So, um, I guess I announce who requested chapters now.

Also, there is a little bit of brutasha here but not much.

Oh, and a small trigger warning for panic attacks, too.

Yeah.


Chapter 7: Full Moon

Two days.

Two days until Bruce's life was going to be destroyed once again. Two days until Tony, and Peter, and Steve, and Natasha all find out about what he really is.

Ever since he got his friends, Bruce had been trying to think of a way to somehow hide his condition from them.

But of course, that was impossible, and now it was almost the full moon, when everything is going to go downhill.

Most of the time Bruce had been pretending that nothing was wrong, and acting normal, but he was terrified on the inside of what was about to happen.

What if one of his friends got hurt? What if he bit them? Oh god, this is what he gets for being so careless.

"Bruce!" Bruce's head shot up. Oh, right. He's in the middle of a class.

Natasha spoke to him with a look of concern on her face. "Seriously, Bruce. Are you sure you're ok? You've been acting weird lately."

"Nothing is wrong, Natasha." Bruce smiled to reassure her.

Natasha gave him a look; She could obviously tell he was lying, but decided not to push him.

Bruce was going to miss her the most. Natasha was beautiful and strong, and Bruce had liked her for a long time now, but if Bruce ever had a chance with her he definitely won't have a chance two days from now.

"So… Umm… What were we learning about?" Bruce asked Natasha.

Natasha sighed. "We are in a Defense against the dark arts class and we are learning about werewolves."

Oh.

Bruce turned his attention back to the teacher. Professor Snape was talking about Werewolves like Natasha said, and he had a slideshow playing behind him. There were pictures of werewolves killing wizards and tearing them to pieces.

They were monsters, and Bruce was one of them.

The anxiety he had been trying to hide for the past few days came up all at once. Bruce tried to suppress it, but the fear kept growing, and growing, and-

He couldn't breathe.

Bruce felt his throat closing up and his body falling to the ground. Bruce made out everyone crowding around him, before Snape pushed through the students and cast a spell that Bruce couldn't recognize.

Suddenly he was back to normal, and he gasped as he found he could breathe again. Bruce stood up, and looked around.

Everyone was staring at him. Natasha looked concerned, and two other Slytherins were snickering at the other side of the room.

Bruce's face reddened. Did he seriously just have a panic attack in front of an entire classroom of other students?

Before anyone could say anything, and before Bruce could think about it, he ran out of the room, and started to go to the Ravenclaw common room. Nobody will be up there. That's what he'll do.

He almost got the question wrong that the raven door knocker had asked him, but he answered it correctly and slipped into the common room.

Bruce sank into a couch and put his head in his hands. At least he is alone here.

"Bruce?"

Never mind.

Bruce looked behind him and saw Tony and Peter sitting in a couch near the stairs, a book sat in between them.

"What are you guys doing here?" Bruce said, surprised. "I thought you guys had classes?"

"We skipped class!" Peter said way too cheerfully. Bruce glared at Tony, who just shrugged. "We do better on our own anyways."

Tony raised his eyebrow. "The real question is, what are you doing here? Don't you have a class?"

Bruce stuttered. "I-I was skipping class too."

Tony rolled his eyes. "Seriously Bruce, you are the worst liar that I have ever met. You would never skip a class. What happened?"

"Uhh…" Bruce struggled to find an excuse as to why he was here.

Tony put his palm up, signaling Bruce to stop. "Don't try to lie, Bruce. What's going on?"

Bruce looked between Tony and Peter. They both seemed to be concerned for him, even Tony, who usually acted annoyingly indifferent when put under pressure.

Bruce hesitated. Should he tell them? It would mean losing the last few days that he had with his friends.

But it would also mean that they would stay far away when the time came for him to transform. And their safety was more important than him getting to spend a couple of days with them.

So Bruce sighed, and began his explanation.

"I had a panic attack when I was in my class just now."

Tony blinked. "What? Why did you have a panic attack?"

"We were learning about werewolves." Bruce braced himself. "The thing is- I mean- I'm not- I'm a-"

Peter cut him off. "Werewolf? We know."

Bruce blinked. "What?"

"Natasha told us she suspected you were a werewolf. We decided to let you tell us when you were ready." Tony smirked. "That girl can read you like a book."

Bruce's mouth hung open. "And you don't care? Don't you realize how dangerous I am?"

Peter shrugged. "Yeah. So?"

"I can hurt you! I can kill you!" Bruce said incredulously. "How are you not afraid?"

"You're our friend." Peter stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You would never hurt us."

"I don't have a choice!" Bruce looked down at the ground. "Everyone else I've told has left me…"

There was a pause. Then Bruce felt someone wrap their arms around him. It was Peter.

"What are you doing?"

"You look like you need a hug."

Bruce stood there for a moment, then tears started to from on his eyes, and soon he was hugging Peter back and crying into him.

He couldn't believe it. Even though his friends knew what he was, they still were still here, right by his side, comforting him. He couldn't believe that he was so lucky as to have met them.

"I don't deserve you guys."

"… No, you deserve more."


A.N.

Haha, my attempt at angst.

I failed.

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