Askeladd - Thorfinn x reader -

45.

A/N: In this chapter I use H/T which means hair texture. 

Chapter 45
comfort 

After working for what felt like years, Einar's concentration was broken by the loud cries from his stomach begging to be filled. His energy was quickly depleting now that he was extremely hungry. 

Letting out a huge exhale, the axe he held slipped out of his fingers and hit the ground soundlessly. Straightening his posture, he placed both his hands high in the air as he stretched out. 

"Oh man," He began while wiping some of the sweat from his forehead, "I'm starving!" He announced. "What's the deal with the lunch here??" Einar asked to no one in particular, not expecting a response from Thorfinn. 

While Einar was busy rubbing his stomach with a frown, Thorfinn was still focused on his work and tearing a branch. 

He couldn't help but glance over his shoulder to look at his new partner, "..There's lunch." 

At the mention of food Einars head snapped back in Thorfinn's direction, "Really!? Do we have to go and get it?" He asked another question, this time directed at Thorfinn. Knowing that if Thorfinn had said yes, he would willingly volunteer to collect both of their lunches. 

"No, the hands will bring it to us." Thorfinn quickly gave a response, in contrast of his rather dull mood Einar was full of energy. 

"What!! Really?!" He shouted in excitement, unable to control his tone of voice. "Wow, they do everything for you here!" 

All this talk of lunch must've manifested Einars desires, because just as he finished his last sentence the sound of men laughing amongst one another drew closer. Einars head turned in the direction, and he didn't hesitate to run towards the sound with a wide smile painting his expression.

Appearing from deep within the forest where four men with one horse. 

"No, I really think you're the only one who hasn't had her." One of the men said to the other with a chuckle causing the other one to groan in annoyance. 

"Uggh, I had no idea.. Maybe I'll swing by tonight then." He replied. 

Both Thorfinn and Einar hadn't a clue who or what they were conversing on the topic of, and they could careless; after all, it didn't concern them. 

"Oh! Is that the new guy?" Their attention was finally drawn to Einar who stood with his hands held in front of him and a naive smile. 

"Looks like it, looks a right fool. That's the face of a slave." The other commented with a laugh, their causal insult shooting right over Einars head. 

"H-hello, nice to meet you, sirs. I'--" 

"Yes, yes, you're the new slave. I've heard." The man rudely cut Einar off causing the over excited man to frown a bit. Putting down his sword he grabbed a sack and threw it into Einars hand. 

"What is this...?" Einar tilted his head slightly in curiosity before beginning to open the sack to see it's contents. 

"Lunch for the both of you." The man rolled his eyes.