Day 3
The next step is to breathe in the same rhythm. He knows that speeding up his breathing to mimic Tony's isn't exactly a good idea, but he never quite put the two in real danger.
As if helping with this tactic, Tony pulls him into a closet when hears footsteps coming into the lab. The closet wasn't exactly small, but it was so jammed that they were only an inch away from one another. The darkness was almost total, so it was easy to focus on his breathing.
"Why are we in a closet?" he felt he should ask.
"You're right, it's childish." Bruce nodded in agreement. "If you want to come out of the closet I'll call a press conference, you would be a good role model for everyone."
It took him a second to get the joke, and he heard Tony laugh when he saw his facial expression changed to indicate a slight irritation.
"If you don't tell me who we are hiding from, I'm out of here right now. And I will say to whoever is out there that you're here. "
It was hard to fight and whisper while still keeping their breaths synchronized, but years of yoga (with a little dedication to tantric yoga) taught him to do just about anything withhis breath.
"Perhaps Fury has called for a consultancy. Not that the world is in jeopardy, I checked. And maybe I've told JARVIS to block all calls to our cell phones. So maybe he has sent some agents to get us. "
They were quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say. The proximity and darkness were uncomfortable for both, perhaps because they were a little too comfortable. When his eyes began to get used to the lack of light, Bruce noticed that Tony's hand was coming slowly up toward his face, as if he didn't realized what he was doing.
He felt his heart race, but not in a dangerous way. Suddenly, he was overcome by fear, things were going too fast. He wasn't ready for that. He was seized by panic, and so he opened the door.