"Oh, er........... (Y/n) yeah. I know I've messed up.............."

"Messed up?! That's an understatement. You do know that your girl was walking around the compound in only her underwear, don't you? Very nice, just ever so slightly revealing underwear, with just the right amount..........." Tony hummed. Stopping himself before he said anything that could get him in serious trouble.

"And you are still in here rather than your room with her. If you don't get the idea from that, that you need to get your ass out of this lab for a while and pay (Y/n) some attention, then maybe she should just move on. I........."

"Move on! What do you mean, move on? What did she say?" A shocked Bruce interrupted. The notion that (Y/n) might leave him and find some other man that wouldn't spend every spare moment in a lab coat, scaring him to the core.

(Y/n) was the best thing that had ever happened to him. And to Bruce, she was perfect. She was smart, funny, kind, and sweet, with just the right amount of crazy to ensure that she fit into the team, perfectly. To begin with, Bruce thought that she would have been more interested in one of the others, in Steve or Bucky. Even Tony himself. Yet it quickly became obvious, to everyone else at least, that she only had eyes for the quiet doctor. A fact that it took Bruce a little while to catch up on. But when he had, he couldn't have been happier. And even though he had tried to tell her that a relationship with him might not be the best thing, given the Hulk and all, she had stuck with him. Bruce sure that he was never happier than when he had (Y/n) by his side. Not as though there had been much of that recently. And now, he could have actually messed everything up.

"She said that she doesn't think that you loved her. That you don't care. That she has tried everything to get you to notice her. To get you to..........To get you to........ She even said that she had thought about scribbling some long and complicated theorem on her body, just to see if it would make you give her some attention. So, maybe she should give up. Accept that you don't want her, and end it all. Just move on." Tony told him. Bruce slumping into his chair and dropping his head into his hands, as he listened to his friend go over what his teary eyed girlfriend had told him. Bruce realising that he had really screwed up this time. And if he didn't do something quickly, then he could lose (Y/n) forever.

"What am I going to do, Tony? I do love her. I do care. I can't lose her." The doctor lamented. Mentally beating himself up for letting things have got this far. For being so inattentive to (Y/n)'s needs. To his own. So many times, he had thought about leaving the labs and going back to their rooms. To tear (Y/n)'s clothes from her body and push her into the mattress. Yet, something had always happened, and before he knew it, he had been in the labs all night, once again. Not looking up from his work, until the first rays of the new day sun had begun to peak through the windows.

"Hey, hey. I know you love her. We all know you love her. And you aren't going to lose her. Just place yourself under old uncle Tony's wing, and tomorrow (Y/n) will getting a visit from "Doctor Love"." Tony chuckle, as he placed his arm around Bruce's shoulder. Bruce not sure whether he liked the idea of this Doctor Love thing. The doctor shuddering a little as he looked up at the grinning billionaire. All manner of thoughts going through his mind as he tried to work out what Tony could possibly have in mind. But if it meant that he didn't lose his girl, Bruce was willing to go along with anything that Tony had in mind.

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"No!" Bruce exclaimed, as he looked at the very small, flimsy item in Tony's hand.

"She will laugh me out of the bedroom. Think I've lost my mind. And.......... well it's not exactly me is it?" Bruce added. The nervous doctor looking around the store to make sure that no one was watching Tony and himself.

"Firstly, if you make her laugh, it will take her mind off how angry and upset at you she is. Secondly, losing your mind in our line of work is nothing new. And finally, I am sure (Y/n) will appreciate the effort that you have gone to. That you have stepped out of your comfort zone for her. And with a bit of luck, you won't be wearing them too long, anyway. Plus, you'll be covered by a lab coat. So, stop protesting, and go and buy them." Tony replied. Pushing the skimpy item into an embarrassed Bruce's hands. Bruce not sure that he would ever recover from awkwardness of having to pay the lady behind the counter for the item, never mind anything else.

"But....leopard print?........."

"Stop complaining. And go." Tony ordered. As he turned Bruce and pushed him in the direction of the counter.

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Bruce peaked his head around the door to the labs. Making sure that the coast was clear. The last thing that he needed was one of the others seeing him like this. Bruce shuddering at the thought of the teasing he would get if Sam, Scott, or Clint were to set eyes on him. So, all he had to do was make the quick dash between the labs and his and (Y/n)'s rooms and he would be safe. He would be able to show (Y/n) that he did care. That he cared more than she could ever know.

"Ok Bruce. This is for (Y/n)." Bruce muttered quietly to himself as he gingerly slipped out of the room. Pulling down the lab coat as far as he could, to try and conceal his bare legs, as he inched along the wall. A relieved sigh leaving his lips as he saw the familiar room door come into view.

He hadn't seen (Y/n) since she had thrown the robe in his face. Since he had watched the seductive sway of her hips, and bounce of her bottom, storm out of the lab. Though since he had returned from his little clandestine shopping trip with Tony, he had heard that his girl still wasn't exactly happy. The others coming up to him to find out why she was so upset. But he was going to make up for it. He wasn't going to pretend that he would never get caught up in his work again. But for tonight, he was going to show her how much he loved her. Tell her how much he loved her. That she was the best thing that had ever happened to him. And no matter what, she always would be.

"WHAT!?" Bruce heard as he knocked on the door to the room. It obvious from (Y/n)'s tone that she still wasn't in the best of moods.

"Ok Bruce. You can do this." Bruce muttered to himself again, as he straightened his lab coat and pulled a stethoscope from his pocket.

"Let's go and give our girl a physical that she'll never forget." The doctor added. Gulping down the large lump in his throat and took a deep breath before throwing open the door to the room.

"Oh. It's you. Managed to drag yourself out of the labs, have you? I'm surprised that you could even find your way to this room, it's been that long since you've been here. Did Tony draw you a map or something?" (Y/n) huffed, momentarily looking up, before flopping back into the mattress and pulling the blankets tightly up under her chin.

"What are you doing here, anyway? If Tony has had F.R.I.D.A.Y lock you out of the labs, it had nothing to do with me. I am sure that if you just have a word........"

"I'm here to give you your physical, (Y/n)." Bruce interrupted. Trying to make his voice sound as commanding and seductive as possible.

"Sorry, Bruce. You said that I didn't need my physical for ages, and you don't do physicals anyway. So..........."

"Oh, your real physical isn't. But this is a special physical that only bad girls get." Bruce hummed. Trying not to grin as (Y/n) suddenly sat bolt upright in the bed and looked at him.

"I......what did you just say?" (Y/n) asked in disbelief.

"And Bruce, why haven't you got any pants on?" (Y/n) added, as she looked down at his bare legs, and then back up at his face. Momentarily wondering if Loki was playing some kind of horrible trick on her. And if it was Loki, that she was going to kill him.

"I said. I am here to give you your bad girl physical. And I am not Bruce. I am Doctor Love. So, I would like you to remove the bed clothes, take off whatever clothing you have on, so that I can examine you." Bruce explained. Wriggling his eyebrows and blowing on his stethoscope as he made his way over to her. (Y/n) unable to stop herself from giggling at the idea of dear, sweet, innocent looking Bruce Banner calling himself Doctor Love. Knowing full well that only Tony Stark could have come up with such a thing. And that if this was going to where she hoped it was going, she would have to thank him.

"And will this physical of yours, involve an internal examination, Doctor Love?" (Y/n) hummed, as she kicked back the bedding, and got to her knees on the mattress. Her hands slowly removing one of Bruce's old shirts that she always wore to sleep in.

"Oh, the internal is the most important part. And I think you will find that I am the only Doctor with the right equipment to give a naughty girl just what she needs." Bruce coolly replied, as he came to sit by her on the bed. (Y/n) squeaking slightly as he placed the still cool stethoscope to her now bare chest. Bruce unable to look at anything other than the heaving bosom in front of his face. Not sure for how much longer he could keep this little act up before he just had to do what he now realised he was as in as desperate a need of, as (Y/n) was.

"I'm sure you are, Doctor. But that doesn't explain why you are pant less. And everything else less." (Y/n) giggled again, as she looked down the top of his lab coat to see that he had no shirt on either. Bruce playfully slapping his "patients" hand away before he stood up. Knowing that the time to reveal himself in all his ridiculous glory, was now.

"Well, I don't normally do this for any of my other patients. But as you are the naughtiest girl that I know. I thought that I should wear my special, bad girl examination outfit." Bruce announced, as he pulled the coat apart. (Y/n) unable to stop herself from laughing as she saw Bruce stand before her in nothing more than a stethoscope and a rather skimpy pair of leopard print underwear. (Y/n) knowing that there was definitely only one person that could have talked her poor Bruce into buying such things. And that she really, really had to thank him for it.

"Oh no! Not leopard print. How did you know that leopard print was this bad girls only weakness? That it renders me willing and helpless. And make it impossible for me to say no to anything." (Y/n) gasped. Pretending to fall back helplessly on the bed. Her whole body trembling as she felt her Doctor Love crawl onto the mattress. Her eyes flying open as he slowly pushed her legs apart and positioned his body between them. (Y/n) limbs automatically wrapping themselves around him. They, like the rest of her, determined to not let Bruce go, now that he had got this far.

"Can't say no to anything, huh?" Bruce cooed in her ear, as he kissed the skin of her neck. His ardour growing with each and every moan that left his lovers lips.

"Not a thing." (Y/n) finally managed to reply. As Bruce's kisses left her neck. His lips ghosting over her breasts, and then down her stomach. (Y/n) sure that at any moment she was going to lose her mind if Bruce kept on teasing her like this.

"Then, I think that its high time we started this physical of yours. After all, it's going to take some time. I hope that you don't have anything else planned for the rest of the evening. This is going to be the most thorough physical you've ever had." Bruce hummed. A soft squeal coming from (Y/n) as he pulled her legs up over his shoulders and took off her shorts, before throwing the material to the other side of the room. Then a moan as she felt him push himself against her. Both of them knowing that they couldn't wait any longer for the Doctor to do his job. Bruce quickly removing his special bad girl examination outfit. A groan coming from deep inside him, as he felt himself cocooned deep inside (Y/n)'s warm body once again. Her last words before the room filled with moans and begs for him not to stop, hanging in the air.

"Oh, Doctor!"