Your P.O.V
Bruce and I had a fight. This fight was not like the others, we both were fighting over about me going on a mission for a year or two.

"Do you really think I'm going to let you?" He added as I crossed my arms.

"You're not my parents! I think I can tell what I can and can't do." My voice rose. "And I'm not a kid."

"It's because your parents died! You're all by yourself with nobody!" He yelled. "You're acting like one since we started dating!"

"I'm leaving, you can't do anything about it it!" I yelled at him. Tears coming down my face by the words that Bruce told me.

"If you leave don't you think about coming back!" He turned around and I walked out the door and slammed it. What have I done? The man I love hates me. Just as about I was going to open the door, I heard a crash. I opened the door quickly.

"Bruce!" He looked at me. Green eyes.

"Get out!" He yelled but I refused. I ran to him. "Y/n! Get out!" His shirt and pants started to rip. I hid behind a desk and waited. As I peeked to see, Hulk started to look around. I stood up and walked to him.

"Bruce?" Then he turned around. This was a bad idea. I started to walk more to him. "It's okay, it's me." Then I remembered the lullaby that Natasha taught me. "Hey big guy." He scuffed. "Suns getting real low." I raised my hand. Hulk started to get closer, he hold out his hand. I started to run my hand gently from the middle of his arm to his fingers. Hulk started to stumble across the room and slowly shrinking to Bruce.

"Y/n?" Bruce as I ran to him. All I did was kissed him.

"I still love you." I cried. "I do." He pulled me closer. "I won't go."

"Shh, it's okay." He kissed my cheekbones. "I reacted. I'm sorry." I shook my head no.

"I'm staying." I smiled. "I'm staying no matter what."