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[sciencesupreme]

WHO: Hank Pym and Bruce Banner
WHAT: OH NO! TIME SHENANIGANS
WHERE: THE PAST
WHEN: THE PAST
WARNINGS: AWKWARD BROMENTS

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[hulkkeysmash]

[ Bruce has always had trouble sleeping. He'd had night terrors as a child, evolving into the physical terror of the Hulk in his adulthood. Being asleep was giving up control. It's like being the Hulk, really: letting go and giving up, relaxing and watching surreal things happen around him---and never being bothered by any of it until he woke up.

He doesn't enjoy sleep anymore because of that, so this is a rare moment. He's warm and comfortable, an arm around his waist and a body shored up close to his. It's nice. So nice. He and Betty used to be like this. He's been trying to recapture that ever since ]

[sciencesupreme]

[For a while, Hank just sleep a bit longer, not realizing that something might be wrong. After all, he was sleeping more restfully than he had in a long time, and the warm body pressed against him was a source of comfort.

At least it had been until Hank finally stirred, sunlight shining down his face through a crack in the window curtains. It was a slow process, even after his eyes opened, he was still half-asleep just barely registering his surrounding, until it became far too obvious that the body beside him, despite small, wasn't feminine, wasn't a woman's body.]

What the-!?

[He pushed away instinctively, nearly falling out of the bed. It might have been an overreaction, but he did not recall falling asleep in a strange room with...]

Bruce?