Imagine Bruce being afraid to hurt you

"Stay away from me", Bruce screamed at you, slamming the bedroom door close, locking it. "Please Bruce, don't do this!", you scream, banging on the door. "Please Bruce, I trust you. Please, just let me in", you continue banging on the door. "No, I don't want to hurt you", you hear him shout from the other room. "Please Bruce", you plead with him, trying to open the door. You keep trying to open the door, but stop, crying, and slum down against the door. "Bruce. Please", you whisper between sobs. After a few minutes, the door unlocks. You slowly get up, and carefully try the handle, opening the door. You step into the darkened room and see Bruce, sat on the end of the bed. "Stay away from me", he whispers as you approach. You can see he has been crying "Bruce, please. I need you, and you need me," you say to him, coming to sit down next to him. "I-I don't want to hurt you Y/N", he whispers to you, looking at you. "I know you don't, but I trust you Bruce", you say softly, putting an arm around him. "Besides, I love you", he takes your hand, squeezing it gently. "I know". You gently kiss him on the forehead. "Besides, who else could beat Thor is an wrestling match", so say to him, causing him to chuckle. "And that's why I love you", he says, pulling you into a hug.