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Bruce Banner ([personal profile] dyskinesia) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log 2016-09-16 11:03 pm (UTC)

I could ask for a room, I guess, [ He shrugs. ] But I like the department. It's where older me worked, and it's got a really nice couch there. Maybe I'll just ask for a bed to put there.

[ That would make him pretty happy, actually. The smaller office looks pretty much like the kind of bedroom he'd keep, except more futuristic, besides he'd have the entirety of the department right next to him. So he can't complain.

The rest of the walk goes by quickly— almost quicker than Bruce can handle. He tries to relax against Eggsy but he can't kick the underlying excitement and nervousness that thrums away just underneath his ribcage, his stomach twisting, his neck and face warm.

He manages to distract himself a little once they get to Eggsy's room, looking around and focusing on the small details here and there. But it's only a few seconds before Eggsy's standing in front of him again, sliding those hands down his arms, threading their fingers together. Bruce looks up slowly, cheeks warm all over again, but at least he manages to look at Eggsy and not completely embarrass himself. ]


I never had a big room either.

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