notsoangry: (a little unsure smile)
notsoangry ([personal profile] notsoangry) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs 2018-09-24 12:20 am (UTC)

"You know I'm always in for letting work drown out the rest. And outside of Ultron, I think we managed some pretty good work together." That was the thing, focusing on their very worst moment as a team meant forgetting they'd worked together regularly before that. Tony promised him a candy land at Stark Tower, and he delivered. They worked on projects for the team, for their own interests, for the outside world. Bruce for the first time in years felt like he was going back to his original purpose. Occasionally turning into the Hulk for missions was worth it. "This place is a mystery, and we like mysteries."

"No drowning yourself in moonshine, I'm not sure I could carry you to bed easily." He'd never been drunk himself, but he was around a drunk father a lot, so he knew the general idea. In college he was That Guy who brought his roommate water and Tylenol. It didn't make people like him, but it helped them dislike him less. Bruce knew putting himself out there, his emotions out there, was a tough choice. He didn't regret it. They'd lived through the end of the universe as they knew it. Tony disappeared into the sky. He was tired of having regrets about the things he did or didn't say.

Bruce waved a hand, brushing it off. "I'm glad that I'm your go-to guy. It's nice to be needed for something that isn't big and green."

He considered what he wanted to know, but questions that wouldn't open up too many wounds at the same time. "What was it like, the first time you were in the suit? No one had seen anything like that before." He figured there were a lot of mistakes at first, but it was all in the name of discovery.

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