HE IS LIKE SOOTHING WATER to a flame. A diffuser for anger & a home for love. She had watched them grow, watched acceptance bloom into friendship & grudging tolerance of constant distraction. She had wormed a way into his life in the same manner he did her. “ PRIVACY ?? Please, you live with Tony Stark, what did you expect ”
She’s like a fire, sweeping in & upturning everything you know & love. She accepts no weakness & strives for perfection ( though such a thing is unattainable for a marred soul ) She finds one of his progress reports & the couch. Reclines in the soothing calm that is Bruce Banner & diverts her attention. Steadfast in her want she knows better than to corner her prey.
“ Well now. It depends how fast you work Doc ”
❛ touche, and duly noted. ❜
a contented collapse in the nearest task chair, wheels whisking to engage him in a brief interaction with the hologram screen. tones of blue ILLUMINATE; highlight the raw tranquility which encases them in this space that once was his alone, yet seems to have acquired plural ownership.
desire is the PERSPIRATION that nestles in his palms– a fervent desire, to allow the words to fly freely, the words that wither, do not dare venture to the air… ‘ i missed you at lunch today… ’ and ‘ steve said you were busy– i loathe that STEVE knew you were busy and i didn’t ’ and ‘ by the way, your GENERAL existence is captivating in itself and i am thoroughly baffled by the alarming and overwhelming urge to simply be around you… ’ FLOWERS these words are, and there they remain, lilies in a body unyielding, confined by leaden ribcages, never gifted, never to sprout.
instead, the doctor retreats to their area of COMFORT. for they have established a stable rapport, and the majority of it lingers in games && in playful commentary, in the portraying of fictitious characters, another dimension where they manage to CONCEAL themselves from the perilous tides of VULNERABILITY. where they do not give flowers.
an uneven clear of the throat, a tentative nod towards the papers she has so casually accumulated. ❛ you like what you’re seeing over there, boss ?? ❜