"(Y/N)?" A quiet voice comes from behind. I slowly turn around, finding my lovely significant other standing there.

"Bruce!" I exclaim, quickly walking to him and kiss him on the cheek before pulling him into a hug. "I was just wondering where you were."

"I just wanted to grab a couple things before our, uh, meeting tonight." He says, bringing a small bouquet of white daisies out from behind his back.

"Oh, sweetheart, they're lovely!" I take them from his hand before cupping his cheek and pecking him on the lips. "Thank you so muc-"

My words are cut off by both of our phones ringing. I pull my phone from my pocket to find Steve calling. I frown at the caller I.D., angry that Steve would have the nerve to disturb me on date night and my first night off in months. When I look up, Bruce is speaking to whoever called him, looking at me forlornly.

Tony. He mouths.

I nod and answer my own call.

"You'd better have a really good reason for calling me right now, Rogers." I snap.

Believe me, (Y/N), I wouldn't be calling if it weren't extremely important.

"What happened?"

Barton's been captured.

"Don't you have Wanda and Nat there with you?"

I do, but they're both kind of distraught... He trails off for a moment and I can hear him sigh heavily on his end.

"That makes sense..." I say quietly. "They are the two people closest to him, aside from his family."

Like I said. I wouldn't be calling if it weren't important.

"Where do you want me to meet you?"

I got Stark to program the coordinates into the GPS of the quinjet. That's waiting for you in the hangar right now.

"I'll be there as soon as I can."

Thank you, (Y/N).

"Don't thank me, Steve. Just make sure this doesn't happen on my night off next time." I hang up and turn back to Bruce. "What's the news from Tony?"

"Looks like we've got an important project with Helen Cho." He says, removing his glasses and running a hand over his face. "What about you?"

"Clint's been nabbed and Steve wants me to pack up and meet him, Nat and Wanda to help rescue him."

"Looks like we're going to have to reschedule then." He sighs quietly.

"It sure does." I look at the small bouquet clutched in my hand. "I'm really sorry. I know how long we've been planning this. I told Steve that I would be unavailable this evening, so I don't know why he couldn't have called Tony or Sam."

"It's okay." He says, gently pulling me to his chest in a hug. "We can celebrate our anniversary later. It's not like we have to celebrate on a specific day."

"Yeah, but we wanted to and therefore should have been able to." I pout. He just chuckles in response.

"You should probably go get changed and packed. I have to go meet Tony."

"Alright." I sigh, circling my arms around his neck. "Give us a kiss?"

"Ugh, you know my great aunt says that right?" He groans. "It's really gross."

"That's why I do it." I laugh. "But seriously. I'm not going to let go till you kiss me."

"Well now, that doesn't make me want to kiss you at all." I raise my eyebrows at him, non verbally reminding him that we have places to be and people to save. He gives in and presses his soft, slightly chapped lips to mine.

"Mmm," I hum quietly before pulling away and removing my arms from his neck. "I'll see you in a couple of days."

"I'll miss you." He says, the corner of his mouth lifting in a small smile. I smile sadly at him before slipping out of the room to get ready for the impromptu mission.

-Third Person-

As Tony made his way to the garage he passed (Y/N). She was carrying a rather large duffel bag, slung over her shoulder, dressed in her uniform, big combat boots and all. He stopped for a moment to watch her murder-walk her way to the hangar, thinking about a certain genius friend of his. The two of them would be perfect for each other, they just didn't know it yet.

After (Y/N) had disappeared from sight Tony kept on his way to the garage. When he arrives he slides into the driver's seat of the car. Bruce is already seated and going through some pertinent files on a tablet in his lap.

"Hey," Tony says, effectively making the conversation awkward. "You like (Y/N), right?"

"Yeah," Bruce answers, looking up at Tony over the upper rim of his glasses. "Why?"

"Why don't you two go on a double date with Pepper and I this weekend?" Tony suggests. "We could go to a real nice restaurant, good foods, friends. It'll be a great time."

"Okay..." Bruce says, turning his attention back to the tablet. "I'll check with her and see if she's free and wants to go."

"Alright then." Tony says, surprised by how willing his friend was to ask (Y/N) out. He shrugs it off and starts the car before heading off on their assignment.

-Readers POV-

"You've got a call ma'am." F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s voice floats through the cabin of the quinjet.

"Alright," I turn slightly to push the button to answer the call. "Hello?"

Hey, (Y/N). An all too familiar, quiet voice says.

"Bruce, hey," I smile. "What's up?"

So Tony just invited us out to dinner with him and Pepper this weekend.

"Oh?"

Yeah, it was kind of weird though.

"How so?

Do you think it could be possible that he doesn't know that we're together?

"I thought the whole team knew." I try to think of how everyone figured out about our relationship. Most of the team had said that it was fairly obvious that we were dating, but now that I'm thinking about it, I don't remember talking to Tony about my relationship with Bruce. "Do you really think the rest of the team just didn't tell him though? Gossip moves through the tower like a swarm of locusts."

That is true. He probably knows.

"Yeah, he probably does." I laugh lightly.

So do you want to go? He asks.

"Sure, why not." I answer. "It would give us the chance to celebrate properly."

Then I'll let him know. I can hear the slight smile in his voice.

"Okay, good luck with that."

Trust me, this is the highlight of my day. Call me when you're on your way back, okay?

"Of course I will." I say. "I love you."

I love you too.

-Three days later-

"Do you think this is too casual?" I ask, stepping out of the bathroom, putting in my second earing.

"Spin for me?" Bruce answers with his own question. I roll my eyes, smile and oblige, doing a quick 360, the skirt of my dress billowing out slightly. When I come back to face him he's just grinning at me.

"What?" I inquire.

"Nothing, you just look beautiful." He answers, rising from his seat on my bed.

"Aww, thanks, babe." I coo, poking him gently in the stomach a few times, squinting at him lovingly.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, just let me grab my jacket and purse and then we can skedaddle." I quickly scoop up my things and hold out my hand for Bruce. He takes my hand in his, lacing our fingers together, and leads me from the room to the garage.

We meet Pepper and Tony by the car we're taking. I have no clue what it is, but it looks fast and expensive. We quickly greet each other with hugs and kisses on the cheek before sliding into our respective seats. The restaurant is downtown, but we manage to get there relatively quickly despite the traffic.

Once we're inside the restaurant, we're seated surprisingly quickly and almost immediately asked what we want to drink. Pepper and Tony order wine and scotch of some sort, vintages and years that I could never ever hope to keep straight or understand. After writing down their requests, the waiter turns to Bruce and I.

"And what can I get for you two?" He asks, a surprising amount of cheer in his voice.

"Oh, uh, just water for me, thanks." I answer.

"Same for me." Bruce nods politely.

The waiter smiles widely at us before hurrying away to get us our drinks.

"So, how did your mission go?" Tony asks.

"It was fairly simple." I shrug. "Clint pulled some stupid stunt. He wasn't thinking and he got nabbed by a number of Hydra thugs and we had to go in and get him out. Wanda and Nat were a little worked up for some weird reason, so Steve called me in to get Clint out. There was a very small amount of soldiers in the compound where he was being held and we took them out pretty quickly and found Clint easily. What was strange was the weapons we found and the sheer number of them."

"Oh?" Pepper sounds intrigued. "What kinds of weapons?"

"Mostly guns and things like that. There was a surprising amount of Chitauri scepters and blasters." I rest my chin in my hand and lean my elbow on the table. "It's really disconcerting to see that sort of stuff because we thought we had managed to gather up and contain every possible piece of the weaponry after the New York incident."

"You're sure it was Chitauri?" Tony asks.

"Definitely," I answer. "I checked the components on the flight back."

"You brought all the weapons back with you?" Bruce inquires.

"Yup, they're waiting for you in the lab." I say, looking up at him, not bothering to sit up or remove my chin from my hand.

"You," He says, leaning down to kiss me on the forehead. "Are the best."

"Wow." Tony says.

"What?" Bruce and I ask at the same time.

"You guys are just really comfortable with each other."

"Why wouldn't we be?" I inquire.

"Well it's your first date, so I just assumed that you would be a little shy or something." Pepper snorts in amusement next to him. "What?"

"Tony, we're together." Bruce says.

"Really?"

"Yeah," I add. "For a little over a year now."

"Are you serious?"

"You seriously didn't know?" I ask.

"Of course I didn't." He answers defensively. "You think I would be reacting like this if i knew?"

"The rest of the team knows, I just assumed you did too."

"What is this world coming to?" He whines. "The gossip in my own tower, skipping right over me."

"You'll get over it." Pepper says sarcastically, patting him softly on the shoulder.

"Did you know about this?" He asks her.

"Well, yeah. It's obvious that they're together."

"How obvious could it be if I didn't pick up on it?"

"She was one of the first people to figure it out, actually." I muse, absentmindedly pointing at Pepper.

"Are you kidding me?!"

"Don't worry, Tony." I say, chuckling lightly. "You'll be the first to know if anything happens next time."

"I should hope so."