Bruce Stood Up On Shaky Legs, Leaning Against The Wall For Support. He Frowned At Andie, Studying Her

Bruce stood up on shaky legs, leaning against the wall for support. He frowned at Andie, studying her face as she spoke, still too separate from himself to process her words. He stumbled forward a couple of steps towards her.

"What did you say to him?" he said, quietly. "You said..." Bruce rubbed at his temples, then shook his head. "Why would you say that?"

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

Four months. That was how long it had been since she'd last seen Bruce and it was driving her crazy. Two months prior she had gone to see Hank, thinking she had caught the stomach flu that had been going around. It turned out that that wasn't the case. She was pregnant. She honestly hadn't known what to do, Bruce had already left for a calmer place and she didn't have a reliable way to reach him. Finally, two months later, she was able to get a text through. [text] I need to talk to you asap.

Bruce frowned down at his phone. The woman talking frantically next to him quieted, and he stood. He assured the woman, in Bengali, that all was okay, and he would be right back. He left the woman and his patient and ducked outside, tapping out a reply.

[text] Okay, what's up? Unless you'd prefer I called?

Give ♥ this ♥ to the ♥ twelve♥ nicest ♥ people ♥ you ♥ know ♥ if ♥ you ♥ get ♥ five ♥ back ♥ you ♥ must ♥ be ♥ perfect ♥

[[In a related story, the Mun has decided her gif fc for herself is Holland Roden. Because Holland Roden is perfect. The end.]]

Bruce tugged the sweatshirt on, zipping it up and dropping his head into his hands. He rubbed at his scalp, further messing up his hair.

"Holy hell," Bruce murmured. "Andie, I can't... We can't be around each other if you're going to lose control like that. That's dangerous."

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

"That's okay," Bruce assured her. "I prefer when nobody knows who I am. The fact that you had no idea just means it's working." Bruce sipped at his water. "What is this for, anyways?"

"Enjoy the moment," Bruce repeated. He kissed her again, his hands coming up to grab her waist. "Yeah, I can do that."

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When Bruce woke up in his shabby apartment the next morning, he rolled over in bed and reached out blindly. When Andie was not in bed, he sighed and rubbed at his closed eyes.

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"