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The sound of the snap echoed through the trees.
Everything seemed to come to a halt.
The only thought that registered in Bruce’s brain was that something was very very wrong.
Something caught Bruce’s eyes through the trees of Wakanda, a figure that was familiar and comforting.
Thor.
Bruce never ran faster in his entire life. The HulkBuster, which was supposed to make him more powerful, was slowing him down. He quickly hit every button in the armor until he suddenly fell out.
“Thor!” Thor turned his head, his grim face becoming slightly lighter as he saw Bruce running towards him.
Bruce jumped in Thor’s arms causing a soft thud.
“God, i’m so glad you’re okay.” Bruce subconsciously ran his fingers through Thor’s hair calming both of them down immensely.
“Banner, It’s my fault, it’s all my fault.”
“No, Thor, honey, you did amazing. You got closer than anyone else would have to defeating Thanos.” Bruce quietly whispered sweet nothings and praise.
“Banner. Bruce, I-I love you.”
“I love you too, okay? Everything's going to be alright.” Bruce closed his eyes and took a deep breath as a way to calm down before he tipped over the edge. When he opened his eyes Thor was gone, replaced by dust all over the ground and on Bruce’s hands, face and legs.
Bruce brushed the dust off of him as he stood, calling Thor’s name but his legs weren’t there causing Bruce to topple to the ground.
“Thor? Thor! Please help me! I didn’t get to say goodbye.” Tears streamed down Bruce’s face as his body rapidly left with the wind.
His plees for Thor to help him abruptly came to a stop.