--- (y/h/t) = your home town

Tony

You moved back to (y/h/t) the day after you and Tony's big fight. It's been three months now and you had thought that by now you would've been over him and happily with someone else.  Biu that's not the case, instead you became depressed and never got out of the house.

Until the day he came to your house. You were just sitting alone in your living room watching sappy romantics when there was a knock on your door.

Tony stood, waiting at your door, with tears in his eyes sputtering apologies and his undying love for you. He said how he couldn't function without you, and then with a choked up voice he said, "Y/N, will you please have me back? Will you give me a second chance?"

You tried to sound firm and be strong but you found yourself drowning in tears as well, and with a cry you embraced him. "Yes."

Steve

After you amd Steve broke up you moved into your dad's old house- he insisted- considering its been the families for generations. You went out for you daily run, this time avoiding the spot Steve always ran, without Bear. He was getting old and couldn't seem to catch up.

At the two mile mark you heard a second pair of feet following you. You thought it was just another jogger and you would lose them in a bit so you just ignored them. After another mile though they didn't leave so you looked behind you.

You were so surprised you lost your footing and fell over. Quickly, he came to your aid but you cut him off before he could say anything.

"What are you doing Steve?" You say harshly.

"Y/N-" he backs away, shocked by your tone.

"Come to call me a whore again? Just go away."  You scowl and start to get up but he grabs your wrist.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, staring in your eyes. "I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions."

You wanted to stay mad but you couldn't, instead you started to cry. You wish you had some self control, especially when you started to hug him.

With choked sobs you managed to spit out, "I-I wasn't cheating on you...I would never-" he started to stroke your hair and explain that he knew everything know and how sorry he was. It was undeniable that you guys wanted each other back.

Bruce

Despite your friends protest you haven't dated anyone since Bruce, you were waiting for his return. And he didn't disappoint you because a week before Christmas there was a knocking on the door. You thought it was your family so you quickly composed yourself and opened the door, almost immediately breaking down when you see Bruce's apologetic face. There was no words, just a lot of tears and a long loving embrace. You two spent the evening together cuddling on the couch sipping hot cocoa.