Bruce laid awake in bed beside Izzy. It was 4am. In the morning they would pick up their keys and be moving into their new home. Tony had demanded to let his people take care of the move. He said it would be less stressful for Bruce, which Bruce agreed with but knew there was more to it. After a bit of investigating, he discovered that Tony wanted to set the basement up for the couple as a house warming present. Tony must have known they would have refused as his idea of a lab usually meant a lot of spending. But after finding it out from Steve, Bruce decided to just accept it. If he was to work for Tony and do a proper job from home he would likely need some equipment. Izzy was still kept in the dark with this as she would likely beat Tony and demand he take everything back; unless she saw the lab for herself. She was a tech lover and so she would likely accept it after seeing it. Bruce didn't like keeping secrets but this one was harmless and would result in a new lab.
Bruce still worried though. Not about the lab or Izzy finding out that he knew about it but what life with her would be like. He had never actually lived with a woman. While Izzy calmed him at Stark tower, Bruce knew it was because she was relatively calm compared to the others. But between her and Bruce, she had the stronger personality. They had only really lived together for a short amount of time as well. Living alone together for a longer period might also bring problems. They had never had a fight so he didn't know how they would work out a problem if it popped up. He knew they would have a problem eventually, all couples did. The couples that were meant to be together could work it out, not all couples were that lucky. What if they had a problem that they couldn't solve? What if she got him so angry that Hulk hurt her. He would never be able to forgive himself if that happened. There was the big age gap between them so that usually meant a different opinion on a lot of subjects. She would like different things, she might even think some of things he liked made him old... He had to stop himself from worrying about these things. Izzy was a reasonable person. They could sort out any problems in a mature, understanding way. She was smart and would not likely jump to the conclussion that he was old just because he liked different things.
The thought struck him like thunder. PMS. While he knew it was foolish for a man to constantly blame a woman's bad mood on PMS and it was equally foolish to be insensitive during that time in a woman's cycle. Bruce knew that there would be certain times when PMS would effect Izzy's mood. It could effect her in both positive and negative ways but it was the negative effects he was worried about. He hadn't had to deal with that issue before and wondered how he would handle it. Was it offensive to offer her comfort food? Should he give her space or make sure he was constantly there for her? Bruce sat up and pushed his fingers through his hair. He realised he was getting carried away with worries. So far they had passed tests no other couple could dream of. What other woman could handle Hulk? What other man had stopped Loki from controlling his girlfriend? What other couple had Tony Stark probing them like they were a science project? None. Bruce looked down to Izzy and smiled. The proof was right there of how well they worked. Hulk listened to her and behaved himself for her. Hulk never behaved. Hulk was all of Bruce's deepest emotions. He also noticed that despite being an insomniac, Izzy had been falling asleep easily with him. Maybe they were both what each other needed.
Not allowing himself another worry, Bruce finally fell asleep. Izzy woke at 9 and saw that Bruce was still asleep. She gave him a kiss on the forehead and went to shower. Today they were moving into their new home. Izzy was a little nervous to be really living with Bruce but she knew they'd do fine in time. She hummed as she washed her hair, allowing herself little fantasies; waking up to breakfast in bed, Bruce washing her back in the tub, eating together out in the garden that they would grow. She felt like a school girl. She wondered if her age would bother Bruce, she realised it would probably be his age that bothered him. She would assure him everyday that age meant nothing and that he was still as good looking as a 25 year old. She smiled to herself, his age actually made him more handsome. Not that she was into older men but he had aged very well and looked like a grown man, while a lot of 25 year old men still looked like boys.
After her shower Bruce still hadn't stirred so she went out to make breakfast. She had to keep herself busy as she wanted to go out to the house but couldn't until Tony's men were done with the moving. She was pretty strict with her orders of where things would go but most of the little details would be left for her and Bruce.
"Morning all!" She called out cheerfully. The others weren't so enthusiastic; Tony had kept them up drinking again. Izzy and Bruce had snuck away early so they got some sleep. At least she believed they had both got some sleep. She worked on cooking up some scrambled eggs. The bacon didn't last long in a house with so many men. Steve hovered around nearby as she cooked. She rolled her eyes; being a man from the 40s, Steve didn't know how to cook a decent meal. Which meant until he learned he was stuck relying on the others. Tony had tried to teach him to cook but that ended in a fight everytime. For a while Steve happily lived off his large supply of canned goods but one could only eat soup and baked beans for so long. Izzy sorely hoped that they wouldn't let poor Steve starve. She dished up three large helpings of scrambled eggs and toast. Taking two into the bedroom as she left one for Steve who was grateful. She believed it was mostly pride that Steve had trouble learning. He didn't want to ask because he felt silly not having a very normal skill. Steve's mother had died when he was a teenager but had never had a chance to learn to cook. His own attempts at cooking weren't nearly as good as someone who knew what they were doing, even with something as simple as scrambled eggs.
Coming into the bedroom Izzy smiled, he was still asleep. She sat the two plates down on the desk and moved onto the bed. She gently rubbed his chest and trailed kisses over his cheek and neck, whispering to him.
"Bruce, darling. It's time to wake up. Today we start our new adventure." She smiled down to him as his eyes fluttered open. She was glad he was easy to wake, she didn't want to set him off by shaking him or having to thump him awake. He smiled up to her sleepily.
"Morning." He said huskily. He sat and put on his glasses before waking enough to eat with her. He felt much more refreshed after all his worrying. After breakfast he showered while Izzy packed the last of their things to take out. By the time he was finished it was time to go. Everyone was coming to see the house.
It took two cars and a lot of loud music before they had arrived at the house. Everyone had tried to come up with a name for the property but that only caused a lot of arguements. Pulling up outside they all got out and looked around. Bruce smiled and lead Izzy over to the door. He gave a small playful grin as he scooped her up bridal style.
"I believe this is what tradition calls for." He smiled.
"Bruce, we're not married." Izzy laughed.
"Not yet." He whispered with a smile.
Author's note: Yes, it's the end! Thank you all so much for reading. I really loved writing Taming the beast. Please be on the lookout for a one shot lemon, if you're intested in those kinds of things. It will be out within a few days and titled "Housewarming". As I am moving in a few days I will likely not bring out any new fics until I am settled. The next main fic I do will likey be another with Loki or maybe a Steve, Bruce will probably return in the future but I make no promises! Please review!