-Anon request (why does everyone request in anon ;P)
It had started when they played the bloody clip on the News, again.
You entered the Avenger’s Tower, introduced by Fury, “Avengers! I want you to meet, Y/N, she’s going to be working with you from now on.”
Everyone had been lovely, greeting you with warm handshakes and friendly smiles and you couldn’t wait to start working as part of the Avengers.
But then the TV, that was playing in the background, suddenly announced something about the Hulk. Banner frowned and turned to watch it, as did the rest of you. The clip of when the doctor had been under Wanda’s control and had destroyed almost an entire city was playing with a reporter in the background documenting the costs in damages and people injured.
Bruce swallowed thickly, eyeing the little television with a glare to rival any other.
“Banner…” Steve started to say before he was cut off.
“No!” he shouted, turning to face her. “I wasn’t thinking right, because I’m dangerous! I let one thought get into my head and look at the destruction I caused!” He waved a hand wildly at the television screen.
One of the desk workers had the sense to switch the TV off at that point, but it was already too late apparently.
The man before you clutched at the sides of his head and growled, bending double and trying to inhale deep enough to calm down.
Though it wasn’t working.
Looking at the people around you, they were all just staring helplessly as the doctor lost his careful control. Behind you, Fury was already clearing everyone out of the room as green anger flooded into Banner’s irises.
“Get out,” he gasped to you as he fell to his knees, a pained groan on his lips as his shirt sleeves started to split.
Narrowing your eyes in determination, you ignored him and dove forwards, kneeling before him and taking his hands in yours. “Banner, I want you to look at me,” you told him in a firm voice.
He shook his head and moaned as his muscles stretched.
Grabbing his chin, you thrust it upwards so that you could look into his eyes. “I said look at me, Bruce,” you said, his brow furrowing at your calm but authoritive persona. “This guy you turn into, he’s still you. I’ve read everything about each and every one of you and I’ve studied the formula in your veins. It may access a different part of your mind but the man inside is still you and you can control him.”
Green eyes searched your face with a sorrowful look.
“I cant…” he whispered.
“Yes,” you reaffirmed. “You can. Now calm down.”
Together you drew in steady deep breaths until the green rippled out of his irises and you were looking back at the doctor.
A wide grin spread across your lips and you nodded towards the television screen; Banner turned his head and examined his reflection. “I-I,” he stammered in shock, getting to his feet clumsily and twisting this way and that to inspect his reflection from every possible angle. “I’m me.”
He turned back to you with a look of wonder and awe. “I’m me,” he repeated, his voice disbelieving.
“You always were,” you told him, smiling and standing up too.
A voice came from behind you. “What the-?” It was Tony, obviously. “He can control it now? Seriously?” He threw his hands up in defeat and slumped out of the room, followed by your hushed laughter.
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