hyperkinesia: (bruce_aou_094)
Bruce Banner ([personal profile] hyperkinesia) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2016-08-18 02:30 pm (UTC)

for Natasha

[ It's late in the night. Not too late, but definitely not early. Not the kind of hour one would be knocking at someone else's door— but here he is.

Bruce has spent the past few hours twisting and turning in bed, trying and failing to fall asleep. In fact he feels like he's been spending the past few weeks in that state, only managing to doze off when well and truly exhausted, and that's not a good thing. It's too risky, and he should've worried about that long before now.

The thing is, he doesn't know what to do. Exercises won't help him like they used to, mechanisms he used to follow obsessively to make himself fall asleep no longer produce any result. He's so tired at this point that even his eyes hurt, like the light burns holes through his pupils and straight into his brain.

And he's desperate enough that in a fit of fear and frustration and admitted neediness, he walks down the hallway and stops in front of Natasha's bedroom, in sweatpants and a sweater that look too loose on him, lifting a hand up and knocking on the door. The tapping of knuckles against wood is soft but loud in the dead silence of the hallway. It's like it wakes him up from some sort of hypnotic state, and immediately he regrets being here. Bothering her with his issues.

Once she opens the door, she might see him turning around and getting ready to walk back to his room again. ]

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