He could hold her forever, if the world around them would allow it. And he felt content in her arms, closing his eyes as he pulled her back in. Resting his head to hers. If the world allowed it he wouldn’t move another muscle. He didn’t feel like saying anything, simply held her enjoying the warmth. The silence was good enough for now.
He was always lukewarm; he spent too much time in the Cave to be warm but half the time he was there, he was training, so he was warm to the touch. But his hands were always cold; half frozen.
It reminded her of something her mother used to say; ‘Cold hands, warm heart’. She wasn’t sure how far that went for Bruce, except for when he was with her.
Then he would become warmer, softer, gentler. Peaceful. Completely devoted to her.
It made everything else worth it.
i feel you bro, it’s half past midnight here.
go t bed franky
Fine. Just go away, you honestly did nothing good here.
Well, clearly, I was talking to a little kid.
I honestly can’t believe you’ve ever defended me with anyone. It’d be like believing in Big Foot or the fucking Yeti.
Hey! There’s a baby in the room, we don’t want it to hear words like that, right?
Tony Stark, you are my brother and my comrade and the second someone slanders you, I return the favor. Never assume I don’t.
…I need new friends.
“I know.” His hand moved to her shoulder as he looked back at her, a feint smile on his lips. “Dinner?”
“A few more seconds.” She didn’t know when she would get the chance to hold him, again, she needed this.
She needed him.
he hasn’t told tony. why hasn’t he told tony yet?
i thought i had
but i haven’t
i’m so tired rn
You only get defensive of those two idiots, though. Kind of unfair, don’t you think?
Cause you’re a lady? As if you never cursed in war..
I don’t get defensive over you when you’re in the room. When you’re in the room people aren’t insulting you.
No because I’m pregnant, you shit.
what? he is?
yeah i said so
Yes. And he’s a genius— just go to your friend Steven.
No, you’re both as bad as each other.
Jesus, Tasha; grow up.
You assume things, think you’re so good at getting inside my head. You’re really not, sweetheart.
Shi-punk, uh?
I get defensive; don’t expect me not to. The first time we met you didn’t even blink before you started calling me names.
I went to swear and thought better of it.
