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[elvenshimmer]

Man, I love Tony and Bruce's friendship. Meeting each other intellectually, geeking out together. Chef's kiss. Also the way Tony's so self-assured, but Bruce is uncertain. But then Tony's insecure, and Bruce has this confidence about him. Tony struts, Bruce tiptoes. But they have the utmost respect for each other. They don't mind each other's quirks--they appreciate it, even.

Mutual respect. Love it.

[nerdyfangirlmel]

I feel people often forget that Rhodey is also like genius. Maybe like not child prodigy genius but still a genius.

And I also feel like people forget that like Dr. Strange was a literal doctor and keep using Bruce as a doctor when he ain’t that type of doctor.

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[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"THE STRANGEST MAN OF ALL TIME!!" -- EQUAL PARTS FRANKENSTEIN'S MONSTER & DR. JEKYLL & MR. HYDE.

PIC(S) INFO: Resolution at 862x1316 -- Mega spotlight on cover art to "The Incredible Hulk" Vol. 1 #393 [green foil stamped cover, 30th anniversary issue]. May, 1992. Marvel Comics. Artwork by Dale Keown.

PIC #2: Resolution at 803x1248 -- The same #393 cover, but with different color grading.

ARTIST INFORMATION:

"Dale Keown is a Canadian comic book artist who first rose to prominence during his tenure with Peter David on the "Incredible Hulk" in the late '80s, and then for his creator-owned work on Pitt for Image Comics."

-- COMIC CONNECT

Source: www.comicconnect.com/item/396449?tzf=1 (Comic Connect 2x).

[braveclementine]

Chapter 20

Warnings: 18+readers only, pet names

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs: Elizabeth Silvertongue and Clementine Greenleaf. I also own Clementines' brother Donavan. The following OCs are owned by other Wattpad writers as this is a collaboration project. Their OCs are on the face claim page. I do not condone any copying of this.

"Elizabeth!" 

"Go away." I called over my shoulder, striding towards my Biology class. 

"No, c'mon, Elizabeth!" Donavan dodged through students, trying to get to my side. "I just want to talk-" 

I turned down a hallway to hopefully lose him as the students streamed past us. But Donavan managed to catch a break in the flow, quickly catching up to my side. 

"Leave me alone Donavan." I grouched. 

"Elizabeth, please, it's not about me." Donavan said, sounding desperate. He reached for my arm and I jerked away, before coming to a stop. He paused, looking thankful. 

"What?" I asked harshly. 

"My mom wants to know if you are joining Clem on coming home for Thanksgiving." He said in a rushed breath. 

It took me a second to digest his words and then asked, "Clementine is going home for Thanksgiving break?" 

"Yes." Donavan answered, seeming pleased that we were having a civil conversation. "I thought she would talk to you about it, but then mom called and said that she hadn't heard if you were coming and asked me to ask you or Clem if you were coming. I haven't seen Clem all day so when I saw you-" 

"I don't think so. I had only planned on coming home for Christmas." I answered. 

"Miss Silvertongue?" Professor Banner's voice said. I turned to see the biology Professor standing there, holding a textbook under his arm. "You're going to be late for class if you don't hurry up." 

"Of course, Professor." I said quickly, looking at Donavan once more. "No, I'm not. Tell your mom I said sorry." 

I turned and walked away, heading into the classroom to sit down. I was fuming with Clementine. Why would she keep putting herself in such a position to get hurt? Why go back home for Thanksgiving- without telling me- where she would just be around her brother more? 

I hesitated before pulling out my phone. 

: Can we talk? 

Clementine texted back fairly quickly. 

: When? Sort've busy

I stared at the text message. Clementine had never been to busy to talk to me. I felt my stomach turn uncomfortably just as Professor Banner came into the room. He glanced at me, but didn't say or do anything. I wondered if he had texted Bucky or Steve to let them know Donavan was around or if he had minded his own business. 

I didn't answer Clementine, putting my phone away as we started on chapter twelve: Diversity of Life. 

Dr. Banner pulled up a picture of a bee on a flower and started to speak, "This bee and the Echinacea flower could no look more different, yet they are related, as are all living organisms on Earth and the planets beyond. All life on Earth evolved from a common ancestor. Other planets, while we don't have the exact specifics, are most likely the same, though we may learn differently in time." 

He went onto the next slide, which showed a diagram of some sort with three main categories: Bacteria, Archaea, and Eukarya in different colours. Words and lines connected the three of them together in many different ways. 

"Notice that from a single point, the three domains of Archaea, Bacteria, and Eukarya diverge and then branch repeatedly." He pointed along the diagram. "The small branch that plants and animals occupy in this diagram shows how recently these groups had their origin compared with other groups." 

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, reminding me of how I hadn't turned my phone off before class. Dr. Banner had continued onto the next slide so I pulled my phone out, seeing that it was from an unknown number. 

: When is it bad luck to see a black cat? 

I turned the phone off, figuring it was a wrong number, looking up at the screen. Goosebumps broke out on my arms for no apparent reason, other than at the moment, a black cat was on the slideshow. But, as Dr. Banner went onto the next slide, I assumed it to be a coincidence. 

"There are several kingdoms, six to be exact. Anyone tell me what some of them are?" 

I raised my hand. "Class, Order, Family, and Species." 

"Nicely done. And the last two anyone?" 

"Phylum and genus!" One of the girls at the front called out. 

"Great." Dr. Banner smiled shyly as he always did. "Now, for example, we take a look at this chart." 

It was looked like a step pyramid, with each new step adding another animal. 

"So we start with the subspecies, the Canis lupus familiaris also known as the common, domestic dog." Dr. Banner said, pointing to the top of the pyramid. "And at the next level we have the Species: Canus lupus which can add the wolf in. At each sublevel in the taxonomic classification system, organisms become more similar. Dogs and wolves are the same species because they can breed and produce viable offspring, but they are different enough to be classified as different subspecies." 

He pointed to the last level. "As we can see, dogs and plants don't have anything in common until the Domain: Eukarya." 

He then proceeded to put on a PBS video about taxonomy on, which I sort've glazed through, my mind occupied with the strange text I had gotten. It wasn't until the lights were coming back on that I snapped back to reality to hear Dr. Banner already discussing the homework. 

"Using the textbook, you will be creating your own phylogenetic tree diagram. You can start with any species, plant or animal, though obviously you may not use the one from the example, nor can you use any of the animals from the example. It must be original. Also, you need to finish reading Chapter twelve since we didn't get through the entire chapter. I will see all of you after Thanksgiving break." 

Students left with many 'Happy Thanksgivings'. I was planning on being one of them until Dr. Banner said, "I reckon I'll see you on Thanksgiving, Miss Silvertongue." 

"Oh?" I questioned, feeling startled. "Why?" 

"Well, perhaps I'm being presumptuous." He was immediately flustered, cheeks red. "My apologies." 

I left, feeling more startled than before, turning my phone back on. I got two buzzes. I checked on Clementines' first, despite my interest in the second, anonymous text. 

: Where u want 2 meet? 

To which I quickly texted back 

: I mean, we have the same class in thirty minutes or so. . . vending machines? 

: Ight, I'll b there in 10

I started making my way towards the Psychology classroom, while also opening the other text. 

: When you're a mouse

Another text popped up immediately after opening the first. 

: Run, prey, run

The adrenaline that spiked through my was incredible. I checked my surroundings for familiar faces first. Finding none, I scanned for unsettling or people that gave me a bad feeling. Finding none, I hurried towards the vending machines. 

Hurrying turned into running before I even realized I was moving that quickly. I raced down the hallway, weaving in and out of students without care, hearing them mutter darkly behind me. 

Clementine was not at the vending machines, but I hadn't quite expected her to, knowing that it hadn't even been two minutes since we said we were going to meet. 

I called her right then and there, looking around as the phone dial droned in my ear. 

"Yeah?" Clementine's voice said in my ear. 

"Clem, don't come to the vending machines." I rushed out, looking down one of the hallways. Students flowed through it like cockroaches, which was good if I needed a crowd to escape into. "Get to Sam. Don't let anyone stop you until you get to Sam, do you understand me?" 

"What happened? What's wrong?" 

I saw them. "Go." was all I whispered before hanging up on her, dialing Bucky without thinking, before turning tail and running away from them. 

They looked like students, but too casual. The kind of students that were students in a movie, not real life. The kind of students that were the main characters so they were wearing smart sweaters and downturned collars and dress pants. Like they were portraying a college scene without ever having stepped foot on a college campus. 

Bucky's phone wasn't answered- not a surprise; he was in class and rarely checked his phone during this time. Steve was next, who also did not pick up. I alternated between calling the two of them as I ran, feeling more and more desperate each time they didn't pick up. 

The hallway was empty now. Most of the classes had started, except for a few that started in fifteen minutes- like my Psychology class. I wondered if I could survive long enough to make it to my next class and learn about conformity and obedience. 

"Hey!" A voice called out. It was light, accented, friendly sounding. I looked long enough to see an extremely tall, very handsome and thin man standing there, holding papers. He was wearing a black button up shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His tie was green, though slightly loose, the shirt tucked into black jeans. His hair was gelled back and he had brilliant blue eyes. If I wasn't so in love with Steve and Bucky, I might have given him a second look. 

Instead, not knowing who he was- though at a guess he might've been a teacher- I wheeled away from him, darting down the next hallway. I called Bucky again. 

I heard feet pounding behind me, making me sprint faster, but clearly not fast enough, for even as I turned the corner, strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a small, dark room. 

"Elizabeth?" Bucky's voice finally answered the phone, worry evident in in his voice. A hand clamped down on mine, which I struggled against as the other hand plucked the phone out of mine. 

"She's with me Barnes." The voice was now Lokis', and I turned my head to see the God of Mischief there. He lowered his hand from my mouth, putting a finger to his lips to tell me to stay quiet. 

"Why?" Bucky demanded. 

"Because she was sprinting through the school like a mad woman and I figured if she was in trouble, I might as well intervene." Loki hissed back. 

We both stiffened suddenly as we heard voices outside of the door, "Go that way, she can't have gone far. Start checking the rooms!" 

Loki immediately let out a green mist which highlighted the back of the door. It shuddered in its frame as someone tried the handle, but held. 

"Someone is looking for her." Loki whispered. "Do you want me to get her to Sams'?" 

"What do you mean someone is looking for her? Where? Who?" Bucky demanded angrily. 

"This door won't give way!" One of the men shouted. 

"In the school." Loki hissed through his teeth. "They are outside this door right now so I need to know if you want me to fight through or get her to Sams'." 

"Get her to Sams, now." Bucky ordered. 

Loki didn't even bother saying anything else, hanging up on Buck, and wrapping both arms around me. I closed my eyes as the banging increased, Loki doing what I thought could accurately be described as a 'poofing' motion, and suddenly we were standing in the kitchen of Sams' house. 

We apparently were not the only ones there, for Dr. Banner and Professor Stark were in the kitchen. Neither of them had noticed us, probably because they were lip locked over the counter. 

Loki cleared his throat, making the men jump, jerking away from each other. 

"What mischief?" Tony asked, exasperated, while Dr. Banner quickly turned to the stove where the grilled cheese was cooking. 

"Oh just bad guys in the school, nothing more." Loki rolled his eyes. He teleported away in a puff of green. I wondered  slightly how Dr. Banner had gotten here so quickly when the house was so far from the school. 

I felt my phone ding and hesitated before pulling it out. 

: You got lucky this time. Watch your back little mouse, the cat is always out to play 

The door slammed open and I jumped. Tony and Bruce whirled around, the Iron man suit coming out around Tony while Dr. Banner surprisingly grabbed the knife he'd been cutting the bread with. 

But it was just Bucky, who made a beeline straight for me, pulling me into his arms without even looking at the others. "Stephen portaled me here. Are you alright? Are you hurt? Did you-" 

"I'm fine." I said softly. Despite my previous panic, it was obvious that he was even more panicked, the fear painfully obvious in his eyes. "Are you? Where's Steve?" 

"He's hunting them down in the school with Nat and Clint." Bucky responded. "Loki will probably help them out." 

He led me over to the couch and soon after, a cup of hot chocolate was put in my hands by Dr. Banner. 

It took them an hour, before Steve came through the door. He wasn't wearing his Captain America uniform, although he had a circular shaped bag that had his shield in it, which he put down by the side of the couch as he came over. 

"Are you alright?" He asked, cupping my face, tilting my head up. He had that same worried, panicked look Bucky had had at first, when he'd come through the door. 

"Yes, I'm fine." I whispered, touching his hand gently. "I'm alright Steve, I promise." 

"Who were they?" He immediately turned on Tony, looking at the man like he should have all of the answers. 

"I don't know Rogers. Bruce and I flew up here immediately after the bell rang." Tony sighed. "F.R.I.D.A.Y. didn't tell me there were any intruders either." 

"Well what good is an AI if it can't keep the students safe from danger?" Bucky snarled. 

"Watch it tinman." Tony glared right back at him, an angry edge in his voice. 

"Okay, whoa, hold on." I quickly stood up, putting a hand against Bucky's chest, which was heaving up and down heavily. He was furious, but I didn't think it was fair to be angry with Tony. "First off, I am fine. Okay? F-I-N-E fine. Secondly, it is not Tonys' fault if the AI couldn't pick up these bad guys. AI is not perfect, even one created by Tony Stark. And, thirdly, can we not get angry at each other? You guys are like family, right?" 

The room was silent for a second, with Steve conceding first as he sat back down on the couch with a heavy sigh, muttering a 'sorry' to the room. Bucky on the other hand, continued his staring contest with Tony until I pushed against his chest a little, giving him a warning look. Bucky sat down with a huff and nothing more. 

"Right." I said, looking at the rest of them. "So what do we do now?" 

"You, are staying here." Bucky answered immediately, straightening up, his hand on my leg. 

"Is that alright with Sam?" I asked with a slight frown. 

"It's fine." Sam said, walking through the door. Clementine was with him thankfully, along with another tall black man that I had never seen before. He had braces around each of his legs, with small red glowy lights on them. "Although Heimdall is supposed to be coming home tonight." 

"Good, maybe he'll have some insight." Bucky said stressfully. 

Loki materialized back in the living room, his head tilted to the side, "Heimdall's coming?" 

"Only with us." Sam said with a smirk which made Loki frown. 

"How uncouth." Loki retorted. 

Steve sighed, pulling me into his lap to hug me, startling me as I had been observing the rest of the Professors behavior. "You okay Princess? I'm sure you had a scare." 

"It was." I admitted quietly as the others started to chat quite loudly. Whoever this Heimdall person was, he seemed to be quite popular amongst the others. "I didn't know what to do. If it was safe to call you or where to run. I didn't know if our house was safe or if I should try to just drive or something. . . what?" I asked as I saw his eyes brighten. 

"Sorry." Steve cleared his throat. "It's just. . . you called it 'our' house." 

I stared at him for a second before turning pink. "Oh, I'm sorry-" 

"No!" Steve said quickly. "No I. . . I liked hearing you say that." He murmured the last part so softly I strained to hear it. 

I blushed, saying nothing more, simply snuggling into him. Bucky just smiled and looked out the window. 

Suddenly, there was a flash of brilliant light that made me flinch, shielding my face with my hands. Steve's hands were tight on my body and comforting as the light finally died away. 

"He's here!" The man who I hadn't been introduced to yet said, his chocolate brown eyes lighting up. 

"No shit Rhodes." Tony rolled his eyes. "I think I just went blind." 

Rhodes- as Tony called him- flipped Tony the bird. 

Another African American man stepped inside the house, smiling gently at Sam and 'Rhodes'. The first thing I noticed was that his eyes were amber gold, and that they were glowing. They were. . . actually sort of beautiful. I then took in his rugged appearance, his unattended dreadlocks and beard. He also looked like he was wearing old traveling garments. He also, had a large sword strapped to his back. 

Heimdall smiled at the others, but turned to face me instead, or well, more Steve. "Change in plans I see. Miss Silvertongue will have to move into the Avengers tower." 

"Whoa hold on-" Tony started. 

"It is not up for discussion." Heimdall said gravely. "It is a matter, of life, or death."

[scrumptious-finicky-illusion]

How did I never see this one??! Doctor Banner is really good at pretending to be that kind of doctor, no matter what he says.

[xia0ming56]

Been hitting milestones both here n on twt so thanku for 750+ flws!!! As a reward hav this dr strange thirst trap

[ramen8008]

Tony having a list of habits of the avengers that annoy him yet also altering the entirety of the compound to meet those habits.

Tony: You realize how annoying it is to have you in my vents?? Just let me breathe my 5 million dollar air in peace

Also Tony installing a proper scanner which doesn't ring any alarms if Barton is in the vents but instead just makes in a video compilation of each time he falls.

Tony: Thor I swear to the Gods. If you take one more Pop tart from me I wil-

Also Tony bulge buying Pop tarts for every time Thor visits.

Tony: Cap how do you not kn- No being frozen for 80 years is no excuse. This is vital part of history, No I don't care that it's "just a show" this changed lives

Also Tony installing a "Cap is confused again" Protocol on FRIDAY for each time there's anything Steve doesn't understand which might be basic knowledge to everyone else so FRIDAY can give him a summary of it all.

Tony: Nat you need to stop hiding weapons everywhere. I can't be going around finding machetes in the compound!

Also Tony providing her as much space she needs for her weapons in each room if that's what she needs to feel safe.

Tony: No! No magic. Wanda you go through my head again and I swear you'll regret it. My therapist quit, you think you can handle it? Nuh uh this is a magic free household young lady.

Also Tony installing a whole new simulation based training room so she can practice her magic properly.

Tony: Bucky, I know I'm rich but can you please stop crushing my equipment and cups

Also Tony very gently talking to Bucky about everything he is doing step by step as he checks up Bucky's arm. Giving him his own room with open windows so he doesn't feel trapped with every bit of little hobby he might pick up from knitting to painting to playing the piano. A bookshelf with the entire limited edition of The Hobbit and every 40s music he might like. And some more recent songs in case he decides to "stop being old".

Tony: Strange I need you to stop doing that shit. I understand you're a wizard but don't they have rules for that? Like no magic outside of Hogwarts until you're 17? None of that weird stuff in the tower... ever.

Also Tony creating a special meditating room for Stephen with Pink Floyd playing where he can just calm down for a while in the tower and somehow a room in the mirror dimension when he really wants peace and quiet.

Tony: Vision I know you're an AI who is very interested in human nature and I am flattered but I swear if I hear one more explosion because you tried to learn knitting or the piano I will find an off switch whether or not you have one.

Also Tony making every single hobby Vision wants to pick up possible in the best way. Providing him his own kitchen to getting him a piano teacher because he wanted to experience "learning by being taught"

Tony: Banner I get that you have everything under control which is great but my lab is not big enough for The Hulk

Also Tony making his lab big enough. Getting him his own lab. Making sure he had everything he needed to calm down when he couldn't control the Hulk. Labeling him as the "strongest avenger". Getting him a therapist. Making sure he never feels alone yet always has peace

Tony: Rhodey you need to understand that when I say I'm fine I'm fine. You act like such a party pooper you know that?

Also Tony who trusts Rhodey with his life and everything. Making sure Rhodey never feels lesser than. Who couldn't be more grateful that Rhodey stuck by him throughout everything and always stayed. Tony always turning to him for advice and no matter how much he acts like Rhodey is being a bummer always takes his words to heart.

Tony: Peter.... Don't walk on the ceiling! Oh my God don't die! What the hell kid please don't explode your homework again! Your aunt is going to KILL me! You mess with the suit again and I- No , you can't borrow my suit what do you mean? I told you to stay back, tell me what you interpreted that as? No the adults are talking.

Also Tony doing everything that kid wants no matter what. Making sure his suit is so safe that he might as well be immortal. Buying him everything he even remotely suggests to liking. He has his own room in the tower cause of all the time he spends in the labs.

"You want to test out this new thing with your webs but it requires this extremely expensive and toxic chemical? As long as you wear proper protection!"

"you said you had to write about a famous place you went to but since you haven't travelled much you were gonna write about the Stark exhibition or times square.....So I got you these world tour tickets. I think they hit every landmark , just message me the ones they don't and I'll handle it. And don't worry there are two so your aunt can go with you"

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[elvenshimmer]

Dr. Banner is such an absolute sweetheart oh gods

[erinwantstowrite]

Happy Birthday Peter!!

this is a day late but better late than never! I wanted to draw Peter's 14th birthday because I've mentioned it before in LoF (especially with how that's the day Peter wanted to tell Ned about Spider-Man).

Characters (left to right): Steve, Nat, Thor, Tony, Rhodey, Peter, Ned, Pepper, Wanda, Bucky, Sam, and Dr. Banner

second image: Peter's birthday cards over the years :) left to right:

"Happy B-Day, Webs. Stick around for me, I promise not to mess it up." (this is from Tony)

"Happy Birthday, Peter. I'm very honored to know you. -Pepper"

"Happy Birthday, Peter. You are my brave boy. It will get better. -May"

"I love you, Peter. You Dad would be proud of you, just like I am. I promise to always have your back. -Uncle Ben"

"Happy 4th, Peter! Mommy loves you so much. Stop getting so big! I might blink and miss you growing up! -Mommy"

"It's your 1st Birthday, my Robin. How are you already so big? Dad loves you forever, Peter. :)"

[kykyonthemoon]

Comfort Sweets

Unable to contact you for hours, Zayne decides to bring a box of macarons to your place.

ಇ. Zayne x Reader|MC

ಇ. Tags: fluff, soft fluff, sweets, comforting, emotional hurt & comfort, new established relationship

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Zayne stood outside your house one day. A few beads of rain remained on his shoulders and hair, but the box of macarons he cradled in his hands was completely dry. On the way here, he had stopped by the bakery and deliberately chose for you the lovely macarons in this box. He wondered if it would be too sudden if he came to visit you.

Zayne had only reconnected with you not too long ago. Over the time spent together, he could say that he had become closer to you. However, he did not dare to dream too much. You vanished unexpectedly the same day. You did not come to the hospital to see him as usual. You had not seen the messages he had sent you in the last several hours. Worried that something was wrong with you, he decided to come to your apartment to check on you.

After a time, the door opened. He sighed with relief as he saw you standing inside. Yet, you appeared exhausted with unkempt hair and a pale complexion. You were taken aback to see him here; perhaps it was not the best time to invite guests to your home. However, you kindly welcomed him inside. 

Zayne set the macaron box on the tea table in the living room. He noted your sluggish demeanor and how you avoided looking at him directly. He spoke up:

“I brought you some sweets. Perhaps it will help you feel better.”

"I'm okay." You dismissed it. You acted as if Zayne could not see your red and swollen eyes, which told him you had been crying a lot.

“You say you're fine, but you're still not in the mood for sweets?” 

Zayne sat down on the sofa, placing one hand on the empty mattress next to him and softly patting it. He waited for you to get down before opening the treat box. 

“There are chocolate, oranges, almonds, strawberries, blueberries, green tea too…” 

Zayne went through each macaron with different colors. Just looking at them would make a gloomy day brighter. You chose the one with your favorite taste but had yet to eat it. Zayne saw you clutching it in your hands and asked:

"What's wrong? Don't want to eat it?"

“Thank you, Doctor Zayne…” You replied, your voice still wavering slightly. “I'm just a little tired…”

He put a hand on your forehead. “Your temperature is a bit high, but it's not a fever.” 

You gave a soft smile, took his hand and held it. “I'm fine.”

“Is there anything you want to tell me then?” Zayne inquired, knowing you had something in your mind.

You glanced at him for a time and then said nothing. You ate the macaron in your palm and remained silent for a long time thereafter. 

Zayne stopped staring at you. He got up and went to the kitchen to get water for both of you. Even though he had only been here a few times, he could remember the correct places where you put your stuff in your apartment. He noticed some new decorations in the kitchen.

While fetching water, he kept an eye on you in the living room. The usually cheerful girl, who always appeared mighty and could talk for hours to his ear, had become curiously withdrawn. He wondered whether something had happened to put you in such a bad mood. Or did he inadvertently make you upset with his dry conversations, or did his hectic schedule keep him from being with you much?

Zayne was terrified that he might unknowingly push you away. He had never dated anybody before, and he had never poured so much love into one person like this. So he would be furious with himself if he said or did something that upset you by mistake.

Zayne returned to your side once you had finished eating the first macaron. Your expression had improved a little, but the silence was still like a knife slashing into his heart. He wanted to hold you in his arms so much. Did you need his comfort? Or did you just want to be alone, and his being here made you even more uncomfortable?

Zayne was ready to say something, but you were the one who broke the silence:

Thank you, Zayne. Thank you so much for coming here... Otherwise, I'm not sure how long I'd have been sitting here sobbing..."

You decided to share with him, at last. Zayne listened patiently as you expressed all of your inner emotions. You had just had an argument with a long-time friend, who went behind your back and did something terrible. Such treachery left you heartbroken. But when you told Zayne, it seemed like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. Emotions flowed out with words so naturally.

“The person who betrayed your trust is no longer worthy of your tears.” Zayne said, his hand reaching out to touch the corner of your teary eye. 

“Yes. I know... But I... I feel so sad and resentful..."

Zayne glanced at the open box of macarons on the table. “How about having one more? I know a girl whose mood would be brightened right away with just a little sweets, no matter how gloomy her day is."

You covered your face with both hands and grinned faintly. "That girl is so easy to coax!" But, in the meantime, perhaps a macaron isn't enough."

Zayne looked at you, unsure of what you were implying. Then you got closer, wrapping your arms around his waist. You rested your head on his chest. 

“She might need something even sweeter.” 

He heard your whisper. The corners of his mouth curled up as he patted your head. "That girl is quite difficult to coax. She wants sweets and cuddles all at once."

Zayne felt your arms tightening around him even more. You stated:

“The only person who can comfort her is Doctor Zayne!”

He smiled, tenderly like the way he was caressing your hair. He leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of your head. The talented Hunter did have weak times like these, which made him beyond pleased to be your supporter. He continued:

“Then every time you encounter something unpleasant, let me know.Doctor Zayne will always be available to listen and comfort you.”

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[kindrehd]

they’re just teasing him